Novel & Cerita Prankster Couples

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.

Marcus had been fucking Clara in his office, put her in a contract like mine, humiliated her at the club. Dre had kissed Marcus like they’d done a lot more. It all crashed over me at once. I closed my eyes tight, hoping I’d wake up from this fever dream. When I opened them, they were all still staring at me. Same hallway. Same mess. “Clara is your wife?” I finally managed, voice shaky. “And Marcus… you’ve been with both of us?” Dre rubbed the back of his neck. “Clara and I have an open marriage. Four years now. We love to explore. We knew about Marcus and you. We just didn’t know you two were twins. That part… nobody knew that.”

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.

Hell, I can go bankrupt right now, and I wouldn’t care. “Dearly beloved and legally skeptical,” he begins, “we are gathered in this very extra, highly secretive nightclub setup to witness the union of Enrique and Aria. Two beautiful disasters.” The crowd laughs. “Marriage is not about perfection. It’s about finding someone you can annoy for the rest of your life, while looking hot doing it. If these two can survive fake contracts, secret relationships, kidnappings, midnight attacks, falling overboard, and getting arrested at the airport … they can survive this.”

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?"

Dante came up wearing a purple velvet suit, looking like a true 1970s game show host. “Thank you, my future ex-wife,” Dante smirked. “Twerkley,” Nathan yelled from the crowd. Dante shot Nathan a big grin. “Now, I’d like to call up the three couples participating in tonight’s show. First, married for 23 glorious years of mafia life, Sal & Nina!” “Woo, Papa & Mama!” Isabella screamed as her parents, totally shocked, made their way to a set of chairs set up on the dance floor. “Next, coming in with 3 years of marriage and more kids than they can count, Amelie & Stock market!” Dante revealed.