Prankster Couples Novels & Stories

The couple life of Trevor and Max grew more intimate, sweeter, and more real day by day. They were undoubtedly a loving couple who made people everywhere they were seen green with envy. The fact that Trevor was not marked yet was also the most talked-about topic among people who knew the couple. There were many theories, from the most ridiculous, like Max not really being an Alpha, to the more concrete, like Trevor not being sure and not wanting to be marked yet. Either way, the happy couple could not make much of it because only they knew how they felt and how much they loved each other.

While working overtime late into the night, I suddenly received a video from my wife. "Honey, there's a homeless man outside our door. I'm so scared!" In the video, a disheveled man was sitting outside my house. He occasionally muttered strange, unintelligible words. I immediately got permission to leave work and drove home, but on the way back, I got into a car accident. Only after I died did I learn the truth. It was a prank that had gone viral online. The footage of the homeless man had been generated using AI. What I never expected was that my wife's male best friend had taught her how to pull it off. They had even tampered with my car's brakes in advance. Worse still, the two of

My best friend, Jolyn Jones, called me while I was at work. "Help! S-Someone's about to v-violate me! Petra, please help me!" Panic shot through me. I immediately dropped a crucial project and called the police. Then, with an officer close beside me, I raced to the address Jolyn had sent, nearly tripping over my own feet along the way. Suddenly, two loud pops erupted behind us, and confetti rained down. Jolyn jumped out from around the corner with my boyfriend, Will Curry. "Surprise! That's the hundredth time we've managed to prank you, P!" I stared at them in disbelief. "What the hell? You thought sexual violence was appropriate material for a prank?!" The officer looked equally furio

Erin Greer values a good joke more than boundaries. She always says that we have to keep things fun if we want our relationship to last. So she and her childhood friend, Mark Levine, have a standing arrangement. They will orchestrate a surprise every year on our wedding anniversary—with all their friends playing along—just to see if I'll fall for it. Three years ago, she told Mark in front of me that she regretted marrying me. When I turned to leave, she laughed and pulled me back, saying I was too easily teased. Two years ago, she had Mark put divorce papers beside my pillow. After I signed them with a trembling hand, she laughed and said it was just a prank. Last year, she and Mark hel

“Well, that was before. You’re about to go bankrupt and drown in debt. I still have a career in the entertainment industry. I can’t afford any scandals…” Right after he finished his sentence, he tightened his grip on the bag and slipped away. “How amazing!” I gave them a light round of applause. “So much for ‘together through thick and thin.’ Wait, you’re not even married. At best, you’re just a pair of ‘ill-fated lovers.’” I did not bother to stay and watch their drama unfold. I turned around and said to the manager, “Since Georgia can’t afford to pay, just follow the standard procedure. Hold her accountable and pursue legal action if necessary. I have somewhere to be.”

A princess stuck to a tower because my prince charming wouldn’t let me out. “You’ll regret this,” I whispered to him the moment I met him at the altar. He smiled softly and held my hand. To everyone else, it looked like we were a loving couple. To us, it was like a warzone. I was gripping onto his hand tightly that’s enough to break a bone yet his expression never changed. How is this man not affected? He’s even more annoying than before.

Vinita, "Hmm take care of you Priya. Love you." *Call ended* Both got back to their respective seats and got busy on their mobiles. Then suddenly a man’s cursing grabbed their attention. A person talking loudly on his mobile loudly about some issue enough to reach whole compartment. “What those idiot brats ran away from marriage ? Today’s generation is utterly waste .. they are useless. They doesn’t care about family reputations, only do whatever they want. Piece of shit." Priya and Krish both heard his voice and looked at him angrily.

The man cupped his hands around the woman’s face, gazing at hmomentarily features for a moment to savor the beauty that seemed so fleeting. “Only I should see your beajealous You know I’m jealousy.” Mike gazed at his wife’s face, releasing his longing after so long, like two fugitives secretly maintaining their relationship. If asked whether they had obtained approval, the answer was no. Perhaps they never would. However, Angie and Mike were not the type to remain silent and accept the decisions made by others so that they could no longer be together. They would rather take the risk of being reckless than give in. "All right, then. Tell me, what will you give your wife as a gift for our anni

Fredrick hollered, and another round of cheers rang out. "Don't listen to the airhead," Holland said. "Just get past the wedding. Goodluck runs in our circle. As soon as you get past the headache of marriage, the marriage itself will be astounding." "Yeah. Just look at these two." Vincente indicated between Rick and Samuel. "Marriage seems to be going well for these bozos." "How lucky they are to find women that can keep up with their personalities." "What's that supposed to mean?" Rick joked defensively. "You know what it means, Rick." Samuel coughed into his fist, looking away when Rick turned to him.

At the top of the stairs, we walk through the door that says 'Couples' on it. “This side is for swingers, which I am sure you have heard of. Some couples come here together with another couple. Some couples come with a female to fuck while their partner watches.” He is so blunt. The whole thing, while it is scary, is also interesting and clearly safe. Walking down the corridor, I can see he wasn’t lying. There are three couples in one room. “Are they with their partners?” I am shocked, staring at them. “I don't know, a lot of the time we switch partners, some don't, but some do. Look around, Alena. People want to be here; they are not forced. Every now and again, we get accidents where a hus