Sardonic Humor Novels & Stories

“That’s my question.” The man scoffed, trying to shake off Cardan’s grip and failing. “I was just trying to grab a chic, so why don’t you fuck off?” A slow, dark laugh rumbled out of Cardan’s chest, and the sound sent shivers straight down my spine. It wasn’t amusement. I had stsyed with hhim for a while to be able to differentiate what he intended when he laughed, adn to notice that he laughed more often when he was displeased or angry.

Marc slid his fingers together as if trying to work out a complex puzzle. "Okay. Let's try this a different way. Boys are so damn complicated." "Fat, wicked and complicated. Is this supposed to be making me feel better?" "Why haven't you called her?" His mother picked up her cup, seeming to ignore his silly bantering. Humor was the weapon of choice for him - it always was. Anything that made him uncomfortable or feel out of place and he would reach for humor every time. He leaned over to blow at the top of his drink, the steam lifting the smell of chocolate into the air. He breathed in deeply, knowing that his mother was going to keep after him until he completely spilled.

I told him desperately wanting to know what I did wrong. “Oh, you should stop talking to sort out all the problems!” He said very seriously that somehow made me laugh. I know I have a big mouth. He is being sarcastic. I love this Arjun, funny and sarcastic. But I stopped laughing when I didn't hear him laugh with me.

I laughed out loud at my sarcasm; I had that problem, I was one of those people that thought they were too funny and no one could top their humor. “What’s with you? Firstly you started crying out of the blue, and now you’re laughing on your own,” Yu Ri was amused. “Nothing, I was laughing at what you said,” I smiled. Lies! I was laughing at what I said!

Not rejecting the truth. Understanding it Theodore suddenly kneels beside me too “Also humans cope with trauma using humor.” Everyone looks at him. Theodore shrugs awkwardly “What? It’s medically relevant.” Shockingly The Unmade pauses “Humor…” The word sounds foreign in its voice. Theodore nods seriously “Yeah. Sometimes existence is so horrifying you either laugh or emotionally combust.” Eryndor pinches the bridge of his nose “That is the worst explanation of humor I have ever heard.” Theodore points immediately

Pushing himself to stand straight, he replied, “Wouldn’t that make humor-extraction easy.” She scoffed. The sound brought a twinkle into her eyes, ones that he’d never noticed before. Because they were never there. Sush could find humor in many situations, but most of it was insensitive humor - ones she kept to herself, some were self-deprecating humor, thinking back to how naive she was when she thought engineering was the only thing she was going to do until retirement or when she thought her mother died of a simple road accident. Such humor simply kept her sane and entertained. It never brought the shine that Greg was witnessing.

he sounded so level headed, so calm and collected- it turned me on for some reason. I thought I’d be offended. But all I could do was laugh, this drink is working. He looked at me with amusement, he probably thinks I’m crazy. “Well I guess we’re both fools for falling in love. Cheers to that” with that, I down the remainder of my drink. He chuckles, damn he sounds so good. “You’re funny, but I’d like to believe it’s only because your drunk right now” I gasped “I’m very offended! I’m the funniest woman you’d ever meet. My sense of humor is unmatched, sober or drunk; but recently, I just laugh at myself. It’s pitiful, almost comical you know?”

I said. He laughed mockingly. “You really are shameless. Aren’t you even intimidated by me? I mean, most people who talk to me, most of the time are formal or intimidated. I can’t even joke around because my sarcasms are taken seriously, sometimes it’s quite annoying. I’m getting sick of it.” “Really? That’s how plain your world is? Oh god, I prayed to have the same status in life as yours but I didn’t know you were this boring. I’m sad for you,” I even scorned.

Sarcasm evident in my words *Just hurry up* *Fine* I replied and as I was about to keep my phone back into its rightful place I bumped into someone and my hot cocoa slipped from my hand unto the floor "We have to stop meeting like this cupcake" Only one human being in the world called me that. "Sorry about your hot cocoa though. At least it didn't spill all over your shirt" he said with an amused look on his charming face. Maybe if I ignore him he'll go away

He said, his words dripping with innuendo. I let out an exasperated sigh, unable to believe his audacity. "You wish, Ferrara," I retorted, my voice dripping with sarcasm. As if my response had triggered something in him, he burst out laughing. His chest vibrated as he laughed hard, and I found myself entranced by the sight. That rare beautiful laughter sent a sweet sensation coursing through me. I gaped at him, captivated by the melody of his laughter, momentarily forgetting my irritation.