Novel & Cerita Pranks Couples

Right on cue, his assistant popped the car trunk and came back with a huge gift bag. Inside? Premium chocolates, and lots of them. "Dang," someone whispered. "Just this must've cost a ton." "He's so put-together, and she's gorgeous. Total power couple." "She wasn't lying. Who's the clown that called her a side piece?" The crowd turned, no longer here for the drama—now they wanted answers. Bruce saw it coming and bolted, which only made him more obvious. "That guy!" someone shouted. "He called the bride a side piece on their marriage registration day! Nearly caused a huge mess!"

That was when Sunny came up to me, whispering into my ear, "Here comes the prank!" Even as my mind went blank, he pulled out a remote and pressed a button, and everyone's heads jerked around as a recording of Andy's voice boomed. "I feel like I could get sick everytime I see Jane's face! She's actually eating leftovers out of a chute!" "I wouldn't even date her, if I didn't have to get Mandy's favorite crystal shoes with this prank." "Someone like her is fated to be a garbage picker. And she wants to marry me? Dream on!"

My name was Gina. I had been married for eight years and haven’t worked a single day since the wedding. I rarely went out and my husband, Michael, was my only real connection to the outside world. But my life was far from boring as Michael had a knack for keeping things exciting. Before his latest business trip, he meticulously planned a date night and bought me a gift. I peeked inside the gift box and rolled my eyes. "Another one of your creepy pranks? Aren’t you a little too old for this?"

With his words, my face lightened up, giggling softly as our lips met several more times in a steamy romantic fashion, with pursed lips and pleasurable moaning. It was another weekend in our life as husband and wife, the chores, house, and work done at our usual incredibly fast pace. Today, however, things may change for better or worse, for a certain joker friend of David’s had the nerve to send a prank email to him just in the wee hours of the morning. The innocent-looking email was a typical prank on a home computer with fast internet access; the enticing big red button in the center and redirection into a multitude of p**n sites which instantly showed large preview images that would get

I said. He glanced at me, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, then waved over the waiter, ordering a double vodka for me and an espresso for himself. “I need alcohol to process this reality,” I said quickly, cutting him off before he could comment. “This is a first, getting pranked through Tinder. And the mastermind are teenager?” Julian chuckled softly, his laugh low and rich. “Kids these days are creative. Unfortunately, they don’t always use that creativity wisely.”

They had to look like two people conspiring to no good. "And Darren is okay with this? Really? If I show up at your house, he won't kick my ass? I'd hate to lose a friendship over a prank." She understood his reluctance. For the average person, knowing someone's spouse was all right with you slipping your dick into his wife just seemed out there. She shrugged, now trying to play nonchalant with the subject, just in case it backfired. "Ask him if you want. No prank. Just hot sex." She grinned again. "If you're interested, that is."

No sane group, bar a cult, would dress an unconscious woman in a wedding dress. I shook my head; it could be a joke: such horrendous pranks were popular these days. Though it is giving me creeps to not see a single familiar moron, it doesn't really bother me as I believe nothing horribly wrong can happen that hasn't already happened tonight. This is just a sick joke. It should be...

Don’t tell me he’s gone crazy. “What the hell is going on with you?” “Don’t tell me you fell for that.” A prank? I knew it. Guys were never true to their feelings and lied to women ND broke their hearts. Thank goodness I wasn’t a fool to trust him. “Really? A grown guy like you playing senseless pranks like that? I expect better from you. Don’t tell me the kiss was real. “Not really. I’ve always loved your lips. Kissing them is my right, remember?”

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A reckless, emotional decision made in the heat of anger and heartbreak. Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. Madeline froze like she was just caught doing something she shouldn't for a second before reaching for it. Notifications flooded the screen. Messages. Missed calls. Headlines. She hesitated… then opened one. “Max Richard’s Ex-Wife Engaged to Business Rival Overnight.” Another. “Scandal or Strategy? Madeline Booker Moves On Fast.” Her chest tightened. So this was what she had signed up for. Not just a fake engagement.