Revenge Pranks On Neighbors の小説・ストーリー

"Let's prank him! I know a fancy strip club just down the street and I’d be very intrigued to see his reaction.” I chuckled despite myself, finding some relief in the idea. "That's a bit extreme, don't you think?" Lucas shrugged, "Maybe, but he deserves it after punching me, and now, breaking your heart." Part of me hesitated at the idea of seeking revenge, but the other part couldn't help but feel a sense of justice in the plan. "A prank, huh?" I chuckled, trying to imagine how that would play out. "Explain further." Lucas leaned back, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "You could guilt trip him into coming out with us. Tell him that he owes me after what he did, and you also want us to make

It was an utterly unexpected and thrilling experience, one I certainly never saw coming. Diana’s story greatly amused Rachna, who chuckled, a rich, warm sound. "That sounds like quite the unforgettable prank indeed," she said, still smiling. "So, what did you do in return? You couldn't just let her get away with that, could you?" "Well, of course not! I couldn't possibly let her get away with it that easily," Diana declared, her mischievous grin widening. She recounted her retaliation with evident satisfaction. "I simply couldn't resist the urge to turn the tables on her, to give her a taste of her own medicine, so to speak," she continued, her eyes sparkling with delight. "So, in jest, and

And the guy you liked, who knew that you liked him, was dating the girl who bullied you for three years and was also a friend who left without any explanation! It was a mess but I had one word to describe it perfectly. Awkward. But I had the perfect cure for that. Well, I didn’t but Paige did… “This is awesome!” I grinned at my best friend. “I know. It was my idea, after all!” Paige smirked at me. I giggled as I walked up to Dan’s love, his car… Yes! We are taking revenge… Does that sound petty? Well, I’m still legally a kid. I don’t think before doing anything!

"When your sister wakes up and finds out she slept with that old man, do you think she'll make herself sick?" My lips curled into a cold smile. "This is just the beginning." "Wait till I slap the V13 surveillance video on the White family's dinner table—that's when the real chaos begins." Song Sheng gasped and clapped. "That's next-level revenge! Won't your dad be so mad he has a heart attack?" A ruthless glint flashed in my eyes. It's time to settle all the scores from these years.

"Because of the Roth gang, I lost my little sister, Debbie. Because of your family, my mom and dad were hurt. Because of you all, my home was bombed. Because of you all, I've had to look over my shoulder every damn day, wondering what the fuck is next. Were those just pranks, Orla?" Her hand trembled against her reddened cheek. "How could you hit me?" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm a woman!" I smirked coldly. "It's just a prank, bro!" Her mouth opened, but no words came out. I sighed. "Ah, it doesn't matter anymore," I continued. "It's not going to end here for you anyway. My actual revenge on you starts now. Enjoy the last few moments of your real life."

Mom roared as she kicked and hit Yvonne relentlessly, ignoring all of her attempts to explain. I watched as Yvonne crouched on the ground, her face twisted in pain and wailing in agony. Gradually, that face overlapped with my memories. Whenever Mom scolded me in the past, Yvonne would always stand by, making sarcastic remarks. No matter what Mom said, Yvonne would chime in and echo her words. Half of the malicious gossip in the neighborhood came from their conversations at the card table. That was why, when I thought of seeking revenge, Yvonne was the first person to come to mind.

Younger than me by a year, always in my way, teasing, poking, pulling my hair just to get my attention. When he asked me out at sixteen, I laughed in his face and told him to grow up. And then he was gone. I hadn’t seen him since, but I knew he was still single and now the CEO of a massive tech company. He was exactly what I needed. A perfect weapon for my perfect revenge. At 7 p.m. sharp, I walked back into that house like I owned it, heels tapping on the tiles, head high, chin up. The living room fell silent.

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

"Get out! You're not welcome here—run along and tell your masters that my family isn't so easily ruined! And tell them to give up!" "That's right!" Natasha joined in, huffing and puffing, "You're wrong if you think your pranks will beat my brother or our family. We'll sue you for defamation if you stay! Just wait—you'll be behind bars!" "Feeling guilty, are we?! Why else are you in such a hurry to chase me away?!" Rolf shouted back. "Hey, don't touch me!" He might be telling the truth, but the numbers were against him and Olivia was shoving him angrily, forcing him back!

Otherwise, just looking at you people will ruin my health! "Since we're neighbors, let's forget the money. All you need to do is come over every day and prostrate at my door, wishing me a long life. That's the only way I'll let you all survive living across from me!" Nicole's family almost lost it. They spammed the group with insults like "vixen" and "tramp" and sent both voice messages and long texts, as if I'd dug up their family's graves. But I didn't care what they were sending. I just replied with a "Wow, so impressive" meme.