Rocketman Comedy Novels & Stories

Jake drawled in his deep husky voice. “It’s the fated pair” giggled Elvira. The others laughed. “I was just seeing Megan off”, Ryan said casually, ushering Megan away from them, and feeling protective of her. “Oh don’t leave on our account”, Jake was mocking. “Why don’t you stay a while longer, let’s play fetch” Frank said. The whole pack burst into laughter. “That was a good one”, said Hector “Fetch, you’re killing me, man!” Bob howled laughing.

said thee other slender man. Ryan stopped his leg. "The theater is our father's pride! How could you intend to sell it too when you already got there other inheritance! you should be ashamed!" Ryan snapped unable to contain his emotions. The man with the mustache and beard laughed, "We don't need to feel ashamed because we haven't made any mistakes in our lives, you should bee ashamed! you were born from a whore' womb! shame on you!" Ryan clenched his fist and punched the man with the mustache so hard on his face that one of his front teeth fell out and bounced onto thee Italian marble floor they were standing on. Greta shrieked loudly, panicking at being caught in the wrong situation.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly and breathed out a soft laugh. “Now here’s the thing between being rich and being jobless like you fellows,” Roman said, his voice dropping lower. “You guys go around beating people all day and having sex, being completely useless. I, on the other hand, worked my way up to glory. And with that glory comes power.” The men looked at each other again, this time more amused than before. One of them let out a loud laugh and slapped the shoulder of the guy next to him. “Is this guy a comedian or what?” he said. “Bro, we’re about to fuck you up.”

Roman shrugged “We can’t tell Harley we want to follow her parents around so we could get to a man who basically ruined our lives and expect her to be like, yeah sure!” Lucas replied in a sarcastic manner before huffing in anger and resting his back on the couch “Listen…” Roman was cut off by a knock on the door, they both took quick glances at each other and Lucas thought it must be Cheng till Roman got up to open the door and was greeted by Harley’s green eyes.

He seemed happy that he would have a chance too, and all I could do was force a smile. “Okay babe”, I replied, my throat dry. “We'll go out on a date when I'm free this weekend, Okay?", he added. He was truly the sweetest "Yes, baby. It's okay”, I replied. "That's my baby girl. What kind of date? Dinner? Shopping? Movie?" "Hmm," I pretended to consider. "You know what I'd pick, Ryan." "A shopping date it is!”, he said happily. I smiled, a sad smile. Was I really going to trade this kindness, this sweetness, for someone so rude? "I'll talk to you later, Ryan. The party's about to start." I was lying, the party was in thirty minutes.

Adele~ His trembling had stopped. His panic vanished. His eyes lost the anger and whatever humanity was left. What looked back at me was something feral, unhinged, cold. Then he laughed. A slow, hollow, deranged laugh that scraped across the room like claws across glass. Everyone stiffened. I did too. “What’s so funny?” Roman asked, frowning for the first time since I walked in. Ryan stood, planting both hands on the table. His shoulders shook with laughter. “You think… you can fire me?”

He burst out laughing all of a sudden, the sound filling the office without warning, and when it finally died down, his expression shifted into something cold and sharp. "You must have a death wish, making up a joke like that," he said, then added, "I've always known you to have a dark sense of humour, not as twisted as mine of course, but still, to come up with something like this." He clicked his tongue against his teeth. "That is a bit much, even for you." "I'm not joking. We got married today," Roman said, his tone carrying the same levelness it always did, giving Ryan absolutely nothing to work with in terms of doubt.

Roman asked, starting to flip through all the possible movies that he could stream. “H.. H.. How about both?” I asked. “Okay, I dig it, like what did you have in mind? And do not forget to think about what you would like to watch too.” Roman said. “How about The Fast and Furious. It has action and explosions while some great jokes?” I said a little bit more comfortable responding. Yet I was still not going to let these men get to know me. “Got to hand it to our mate, their Roman, she sure as hell knows how to keep the peace between the two of us. Such an amazing addition.” He said in complete awe.

Did my friends tell Miss Lucia that I'll be traveling tomorrow? " it may take me about a week to get back. Would it be ok to schedule the operation then?" Lucia was surprised when she heard him. That's it? He just agreed? " it's okay. It really is. Thank you so much. " " So let's meet in a week?" Leon said as he stared at her and smiled for the first time. " boom!" Lucia's mind went blank. Did this man just smile? He really did smile just now. OMG! It's good that he hardly smiles. Because his smile could topple over cities.

The woman laughs nervously and scurries off. I turn back to Luca. “You’re killing my vibe.” “You’re vibrating at an unhealthy frequency,” he says. “You’ve made three puns in under five minutes.” “Four,” I correct. “And that’s restraint.” He finally looks up at me then. Really looks. His gaze sharpens. The smile fades. Ah. There it is. Luca Romano doesn’t miss much. He especially doesn’t miss me turning myself into a human golden retriever on espresso.