Who Said Why So Serious Novels & Stories

"That's a serious accusation." "Isn't it?"

“See? I told you, it’s nothing serious.” “Then just now, you…”

Victor asked. “Nothing, I'm just going to keep her with me till I am done having my way with Dino.” “If you say it like that, it sounds gay,” Victor said, letting out a laugh. I rolled my eyes at him. “You never take anything seriously.” “Life is too short to take things seriously. In our line of work, you could lose your life at any time. You're too serious; laugh a little sometimes; you may find that you enjoy it.” He teased me.

"I'm kidding, Luka! God- since when are you so serious?" "I'm not!" He denies, insisting that if either of them were serious, it was her. He was the one they all referred to as fun, after all. Luka Rivera was a lot of things, but serious was never one of them. "I am not serious, Liv," he laughs at the thought, asking where she went and got an idea like that.

He asked with a smirk. "I’m dead serious. I wouldn't be saying this if I wasn't serious as hell! Things are happening and Lucien is completely ignorant!”

“Or what?” Sophia sighed behind me. “Why is it always the ‘or what’ guys?” Kate muttered under her breath, “Because they don’t have enough brain cells to think past that.” I bit back a grin. I liked her already. The man’s face turned red. “Oh, you think this is funny?” “I think it’s sad.” I corrected. “But if you want to make it funny, go ahead and take that swing you’re thinking about. I’d love to see how that works out for you.”

“Your reaction, it’s cute.” “Stop that.” I pulled away. I don’t know what and why he is saying that so suddenly. Somehow I thought he was just joking but he looks so serious. And I am so glad that we were alone. “It's not funny.” “And I’m serious.” Huh? My mouth fell. “Are you kidding me? Why?” He leaned his back on the chairback, crossed his arms, and grins at me. “I’m not joking. I find you interesting.”

“Sorry, Ms. Morales. I was just running my mouth. Don’t take it seriously.” Serena suppressed a smile, keeping her eyes on the files like she hadn’t just witnessed the whole mini-drama unfold. Predictably, Simon launched into a lecture. “Who raised you to talk like that?” He adjusted his glasses in that signature stern way, the embodiment of discipline. Whitney turned away, her voice cool and laced with meaning. “No one raised me, Simon. That’s why I’m like this. Why get mad now? Ms. Morales didn’t even mind.”

His throat was too tight as he tried to hide the tears building up. She gave him a small smirk, though she was obviously still tired. “You’re always so serious,” she murmured. “It’s almost like you enjoy being miserable.” Lucas’ jaw tensed. “You nearly died, and you think now is a good time to joke?” Serena’s eyes softened. “I’m here, aren’t I?” Lucas still didn’t speak. Elijah, however, cleared his throat. “I’ll get the physician.” He turned, walking towards the door, but before he could leave, Serena’s voice stopped him.

"W-Who—Winter." "Why do you look so serious, huh? By the way, my interview's already done. It was so fun." "Really? That's good to hear." he simply said. I looked at him suspiciously. "Hey, are you sick? Why do you look so gloomy today? Also, you haven't showed yourself to me for a few days now. Is there a problem?" "Let's go somewhere." "Huh? O-Okay."