Thriller Laugh Novels & Stories

The hair prickles on the back of my neck. “Ah,” he murmurs, almost thoughtfully. “It looks like that advertisement. The old lady in bloomers promoting hemorrhoid cream.” His smile sharpens. Jackson and Logan explode. Full-bodied laughter shakes the room, and Jackson even slaps Lee’s palm in a triumphant high-five. I grind my teeth. My pride bruises like fruit under their mirth. “Fuck off, Lee.” So much for getting the last word.

“How did that turn out?” “He committed suited by swallowing a pill.” I know that it wasn’t funny and that I am not supposed to laugh. I gritted my bottom lip as I tried to think of anything else aside from the image of Skyr screaming at the guy and threatening him so much that he commited suicide. IT IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER! I let out a breath as I let the laughter dissipate into the air. “You really need to talk to other people.”

And if I wasn't in this position, I might have been proud of myself for that. I watched his eyes go dark at my response. I had clearly hit a nerve. Mentioning his dead brother directly to his face had done something I hadn't planned on. But then a loud deep laughter came out from his lips. It didn't sound like a normal laugh. It sounded like the ones you heard in horror films, the ones that kept you completely still, the ones that made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. Except this wasn't a film. This was real. He was real. This room was real and I was tied to a chair in it and he was laughing at me.

I growl at him, doing my best to harden my face at the idiot but I burst into laughter instead since I couldn't bring up the expression. "Goddess, I thought I'd seen it all in my life. A feral Thor laughing!... What a sight to behold..." He says when our laughter died down. "Really?..." I ask. Thinking he meant what he said as a compliment since he look so look serious. "Oh yes. Have you ever seen a hyena grinning?..." He replies. 'Hyena!' I seethed as the smile on my face instantly vanished

Told you, that girl is dangerous. Max, however, couldn't control himself. He started laughing like a hyena. Heck! Why was his laughter so contagious? Before, it was just Alex but now that I think about it, I think all bad boys when they laugh, they make people start laughing too but well, it might be just me who thinks that. But then again, maybe it's because they rarely laugh and when they do actually laugh, they sound so much like the villains in comedy movies whose laugh are like big HA HA HA HA ! See, I told you, it is so funny. I bet you're currently laughing right now. Since he was laughing his ass off a bit too much, he slump down on the floor and hugged his belly tightly. I know it h

He added and laughed. Jack nodded his head afraid to speak. "Why aren't you laughing along with me?" Tharollin demanded as he scowl at Jack playfully 😜. Jack suddenly burst out laughing and Tharollin joined him afterwards 🤣. Jack laughter was the loudest that Tharollin has to stop his laugh and look at Jack as if he had grown two heads and chuckle slightly. Rae smirked at her proprietor finding the whole situation funny😌.

Not the controlled kind. The real kind. The kind that started in her stomach and moved up through her chest and came out of her mouth before she could catch it — the kind of laugh that happened when the comedy of a situation was so perfect, so architecturally complete, that the body’s response was involuntary. The laugh was loud. It carried. Down the hallway. Past the trophy cases. Past the bulletin board. To the place where Ava Donnelly was standing with her jaw tight and her eyes narrow, and the specific, visible fury of a person who had just been humiliated in public and was now hearing someone laugh about it.

"I can't do that, milady! I do not have my cellphone with me, and this island does not have a mobile signal." She looked at him and laughed so hard, that her voice echoed through the dense canopy. Elfy and Rhye looked at each other. People think of laughing as a noise that comes from the mouth, but when Lily laughed, it was nothing like that. The laugh was in her eyes, in the way her face changed into that vision of relaxed joy and unrestrained mirth. Yet truly, it wasn't in her face either. Her laugh came from within, it was just the way she was wired. People like her just have more flexible brains, like all that humour bubbling around in her was like yoga for the synapses. And Rhye gaped a

Then Liora snorted, covering her mouth. Her shoulders started to shake, and before I could process it, she was laughing a full, unrestrained, beautiful laughter. “It’s not funny,” I said, staring at her in disbelief. “I know,” she gasped between laughs. “That’s why it’s perfect. It’s so bad, it’s actually good.” I shook my head, smiling despite myself. “You’re laughing at the dryness of my joke?” “Exactly,” she said, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “You sound like someone who hasn’t laughed in years, so it’s even funnier.”

David didn't liked the way she made the cut but I'm the next second he heard a loud scream. He looked at Lisa who was crying because Elanie has thrown dagger and it has hitted on her thigh.. and blood was oozing out... .. .. ..