Who Said Why So Serious Novels & Stories

I caught myself from completing my sentences when his eyes met mine. “Sorry, Damon.” I corrected. "More like it." He smiled and nodded. "You were saying?” “I was meant to say that it wasn't a joke at all, I don't intend to be hilarious, and I don't know what it's so funny to you.” "Noted." He managed. His voice was still laced with amusement. "You have a way of making the most serious thing appear hilarious, don't blame me.” "No, it's so not on me.”

“You aren’t serious, right?” Every heartbeat felt like a drumbeat in my ears as I searched his face for a hint that this was all a joke. But the unwavering seriousness in his expression made me swallow hard. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “It doesn’t work like that. It can’t work like that.” “Why? What’s so hard to accept? Or do you despise my house that much?”

I had been lowering my head to avoid Soren's gaze, but he tried to meet me exactly by looking down at me. I couldn't avoid him. I feigned calmness and decided to play the fool. "I was just telling a joke, man. Why so serious?" "But I wasn't joking. This is why you've been revoked the right to joke about it. Equivalent exchange," he replied patiently, as though he hadn't just said the most absurd thing. "It's your turn to introduce yourself now."

I'm not joking I'm serious. ****

I said and continued to laugh. "Seriously." "I'm serious." "It's not obvious." He says and begins to grunt. I stopped laughing and forced myself to be serious. I tried to let out a laugh but it was good that I finally stopped it. "All right, seriously." I said and got serious. "Why are you so lonely?" I asked a few questions. "I actually don't know, I get annoyed when I see your man." he said, not even braking. "I'm not a man! And ... he's not a man." I said and bit my lip so hard, I'm not sure.

“That’s not funny.” “I’m serious,” he said.

'I am your mate! Christopher looked at her shocked, and laughed. When no one joined in, he stopped and looked at her and then at his brother. 'She's joking, right, Sylvester?' Sylvester shook his head. 'I'm afraid not!' he said. 'I thought you recognized her just now!' Christopher looked puzzled, holding on to his head. 'Are you seriously serious?' he asked looking thoughtfully at Millicent. 'I am seriously serious!' Alpha Sylvester replied smiling because the term, 'seriously serious' reminded him of their teenage years. That was the term they used to show that there was no element of joke in what they were saying.

Aleks declared. "You weren't serenading me," she let out a nervous giggle. This boy is so full of crap. "I was serenading you," Aleks insisted. "That's stupid. Why would you do such a thing for someone you just met. You weren't really doing that, right Aleks?" Audre stared at him wide-eyed. Aleks took her hand in his. "But I was, Audre Adams. I think I would know if I decided to serenade a girl." He chuckled. "And besides, you are not someone I 'just' met."

I did not know why but I was having a hard time believing that he was actually being serious. "Yes, I am absolutely serious," He sounded enthusiastic, like a child at some point, "Why? Do you have a problem talking to me? Let me tell you, it'd be your loss— I am very entertaining sometimes." "Oh really? And mind telling me what makes you think you are entertaining?" A chuckle left my mouth. "You don't believe me?" He faked a voice of hurt, "It's a pity that sweet men like us are being doubted nowadays." "Okay okay, I believe you. Now stop being dramatic," I sighed, having a hard time trying to stop my laughter.

I said. It was quiet. It was cold. It was dead. "You tried to kill me " I said. "So you are either very brave..." I leaned in. "...Or very stupid " I said. "Big talk " Serena said. She was still standing, still trying. It was admirable. "You have not won " she said. I laughed again. Poor thing. She was still using the scoreboard. "Have I not?" I asked. I put my hand on my stomach. On purpose.