The Untamed Memes Novels & Stories

I taunted him. "Nothing is enough," he huffed. "Should I break your skull or chop off your finger? And then, you can imagine the 'oh ho ho ho' tone in your mind in the background," I jokingly threatened him. (Oh ho ho ho is a song that's widely used as a meme for depicting sad or fucked up situations in India) "What the fuck? I am upset and crying over here and you're imagining about a meme in such a serious situation?" He complained.

he said simply, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip before he kissed me again, lighter this time, almost teasing. We spent the next hour flipping through the endless chaos online, giggling at memes people had already made about Logan’s red face during his argument with Tessa, or the way Tessa stormed down the aisle in heels she could barely walk in. T*****r was merciless, I*******m flooded with edits, TikTok filled with people reenacting the argument for clout. And us? We laughed until my stomach hurt, until tears streaked down my face. “This one,” Liam said, shoving his phone toward me again. It was a meme comparing Logan to a “discount groom who couldn’t even make it through vows.”

Adele~ Arriving at Sapphire Bistro, the first thing I was given wasn't the hug I expected, but a free trip to Trendle. Reading the brutal comments, I didn't know whether to join in the laughter or cry. It was common knowledge that Trendle had the most destructive, savage, unforgiving humor online. If you trended there, it was either because you’d done something extraordinary or embarrassingly tragic. Unfortunately for Ryan, it was both. I scrolled, blinking back a mix of disbelief and amusement as meme after meme filled my screen. One had Ryan’s face edited onto a mop with the caption: “When your ex sweeps the industry while you sweep floors.”

He used some few minutes to survey the faces of the rogue memebers before he continued. "From now on, Petal and her wolf Is a part of us and it is a primary distribution that whoever doesn't take of Petal with the same tenacity as orders would be fined. Let's strice to make our oack a happy one." I said, in obvious tone she was saying that her and her sister, as long as sh lives, life would never know suffer more than you. As he spake up, everyone nodded their head in agreement and I was quite impressed of the team spieirt and unity that flowed in them. They were even more better than a simple and neutal pack.

She was seconds away from deploying it. And then her entire system seized. A klaxon, loud and obnoxious, blared from her speakers. A message, written in a garish, sparkling pink font, filled her main screen: YOU HAVE BEEN CHALLENGED TO A MEME WAR BY @WEREWOLUV88! PREPARE FOR DEFEAT, HATER! “What the hell?!” Aria shrieked. Her network, her beautifully crafted, military-grade digital fortress, was being flooded. Not by a hostile government or a rival hacker, but by millions of requests from a single source: The Global Brother-in-Law Fan Club’s online forum.

"The Event of the Year! Sky-Bound Action Scene!" I looked like a puppet on strings in the video, with my limbs stretched out and suspended in midair. I was grimacing terribly as the shot zoomed in on my face. I scrolled down and noticed a sea of mocking laughter below the video. "Dominic's expression is so meme-worthy!" "Lisa is so impressive for putting in so much effort just to make the school heartthrob happy!" "Dominic actually pissed himself! Does anyone want a close-up shot of that?" "I'll pay good money for it as long as you send it to me!"

Then the laughter ripped through the air, taunting my ears. “Ignore them.” I said to myself. Easier said than done, Valeria. I forced my attention to my phone, scrolling mindlessly, pretending none of this mattered. I shouldn’t have looked. Because the second I did, the screen slapped me with something that made my stomach drop. A meme. Not just any meme, me, Zane, and Landon photoshopped into a disgusting threesome, covered in crude stickers and comments. My heart throbbed with pain, my fingers visibly shaking.

“#BlackwellPowerCouple has over two million mentions already. You two look untouchable.” Elena could practically hear the grin in her friend’s voice. “Vanessa—” “No, seriously,” Vanessa interrupted. “You need to see these memes. There’s one with Adrian glaring at Damien while you’re in the background, and someone captioned it, ‘He fights business battles while she sips tea and plots world domination.’” Elena couldn’t help it — she laughed. “People on the internet have too much free time.” “True. But admit it,” Vanessa said smugly, “your husband made the entire city bow last night. Even I got goosebumps watching that video. No wonder half the female population is in mourning.”

Her denial came as fast as lightning. Unfortunately for Estelle, she failed to notice a cold pair of eyes watching her from a distant rooftop. ( Trunagan is the name of the standard currency in Shkrade. It was named after a werewolf hero who slayed an Abyssal Dragon. That's why it sounds more like a name.) (Author's Note: Hi there, sleep deprived author here. I have noticed that my writing has... deteriorated over the last few chapters, and I would love to apologize... and ask for your patience.

Following that, I received an invitation from Alexis to join a group chat named "Future Unicorn Core Members" When I joined the chat, the group happened to be active, with messages flying by my screen. However, what caught my attention was that most of the messages were meme stickers of that unflattering photo of me.