Novel & Cerita Prankster Couples

"Clark, Calvin, and I are on our way there." In less than ten minutes, my friends arrived, seeking an explanation for the situation. All I could say was that Marthina had kidnapped them. A wave of relief swept over me when Knoxx texted the location where Marthina had taken Alison and Aceia. After everything that happened, we decided to wed again following the birth of our triplets. The joy on my face was undeniable when Aceia enthusiastically accepted my proposal. "They're here!" the wedding organizer announced, triggering nerves as we lined up for the entourage. The aisle walk, accompanied by the haunting melody of a violin, heightened my anxiety. Lost in my thoughts, I felt detached as we

“Man to man, I am going to have to politely refuse your request.” “You think you have all the answers, do you not? But let me ask you one thing. Where is your wife, Cruz? She walked out on you, did she not? You are so skilled at making every situation bend to your will, every problem crumbling at your feet… except for your own marriage.” The comment lands with more force than I anticipated, but I do not let a single emotion through. I just remain seated, listening as he throws his punches. “Unlike you,” he goes on, “some of us actually respect the sacred promise of marriage. I do not plan on failing. Bianca and I? We are staying married. Until the day one of us dies.”

Last night when they were hanging out he let it slip that he was going to the photo shoot today and Jonathan, hearing him, asked to accompany him which he couldn't refuse. As soon as they both stepped down from the car, all the female's eyes were directed towards them. They were surprised to see two male Adonis in the photo shoot. A few of them were even bold and walked up to them. “Which celebrities are you? Are you the one doing the photo shoot today? The men just smiled as they heard the question. It seemed that they were used to comments like this. “We are not celebrities. We are people from the Reynolds Corporations who have come for the photo shoot”

My best friend called, fuming. "Good thing you got out when you did. You have no idea how out of control Alaric and Vivienne have gotten." She sent me a string of screenshots — posts Alaric had made online. Since I had blocked him long ago, I'd had no idea. Most of the posts were him showing off his nightlife. But the majority featured Vivienne. One was a selfie of the two of them tangled together the morning after, captioned: "You changed on me, and the pain drove me to look for your shadow in someone else. Remember — you made me this way."

Her anger grew when she saw Essence and Kymoni laughing so hard they were leaning on each other. “ALRIGHT LET'S MOVE ON! LET'S HAVE THE NEXT COUPLE STEP UP.” The announcer said, silencing the crowd. Pigpen and his girlfriend was the fourth couple they stepped up and revealed their cards, They only got two, his partner was pissed, because she was the only one to get the points for them. Next was Essence and Unique in the six spot. “Ok, guys right now we have two couples with the most points at five. Even though you’re not winning anything now, having the most points now will put you in the lead overall thus far. I am getting the results from the other competitions and right now those two coup

Sam, too, stepped forward as he said, “ Exactly, you just might be Ramp walk partner for now, but who knows if you are going to be a real life partner in the future. So, we are congratulating you both in advance.” Having had enough, I was about to yell at them, but before I could say anything in our defence, Aster said, “Shut the hell up, you idiots. That is never going to happen. She and I can never be a thing. So, stop muttering nonsense and get back to work.” I tagged along, “Yeah, he is right. You need to keep in mind that we are just a fake couple.” Silence hovered, as they started to peer at us one after another.

Snatching the divorce agreement from me, she casually flipped through it. She moved closer to me and asked with feigned innocence, "How come the agreement doesn't have the court's approval, Meryl? You must have brought some fake documents, right?" Beth's words were all the proof Wallace and Mom needed to believe I was merely staging a performance. The initial flicker of tension they felt instantly dissolved, leaving them with only resignation and profound disappointment in me. "You can go ahead and keep up with the whole charade, Meryl. You want to get a divorce, right? How do you intend to get it when this agreement doesn't even have the court's approval?" Mom asked, looking at me with disa

the host said, “Marc and Chloe, our favorite power couple from the Barton Group boardroom.” The spotlight turned to Marc, who looked smug, and his girlfriend, Chloe, who looked slightly nervous. “And rounding out the list — Mr. and Mrs. Clifford, and Mr. and Mrs. Patel — two of Richard’s most trusted clients and friends.” Everyone clapped as the five couples made their way to the small platform, laughter and excitement buzzing through the air. Ryan Cooper flashed a mischievous grin, adjusting his mic. “Alright, lovebirds, let’s heat things up a little. Ladies, please stand right behind your men — yes, close enough to make them nervous.”

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?"

My name was Charlie Collins. I had been married for eight years and had always worked from home as a freelancer. I rarely went out, mostly relying on online design gigs to bring in an income. My wife, Alayna Watson, was pretty much my only connection to the outside world. But my life was far from boring. Alayna was a master at surprises. Right before her latest business trip, she meticulously planned a date night and prepared a gift for me. I peeked inside the box and rolled my eyes. "More of your pranks? Aren't you a little too old for this?"