Siri Jokes

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop one. The one who only get laughs when someone else is making fun of him. Anyway, I was doing one such show in a bar and since I like dark humor, I was cracking jokes around that. The show I was doing was in a run down bar, frequently visited by wicked tattooed motor bikers sort of people. I spewed some humorous jokes but no one seemed to get them as they were not laughing or maybe they got the jokes, that’s why they weren’t laughing. All in all, they were ignoring me. Being ignored didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was starving to death, therefore, I decided to go darker. Though, I shouldn’t have done that. One of my jokes or maybe all of them triggered a man and as a result, he head-shotted me and I died on the stage. But see this : A man got triggered and he pulled the trigger. I did some word play here. But who cares. I am dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing and loving me and girls too. I am a true artist. I don’t care about money. All the money I would have earned I would be giving it to others. I would distribute 0.001 percent of all my money to the people in need. I don’t care about money at all. Nevertheless, a death is a death. So my story ended. Though, if there is an afterlife I would like to become a successful comedian, have a loving wife and have good enough money so I can afford only a three time meal and a humble private yacht or a jet will do too. I don’t care about money anyway. That was my dying wish. Though, I am using ‘though’ too much, don't mind. So yeah, as I was saying, I had that wish only if there was an after life and turned out… There really was an after life. Though, (‘though’ again?) it wasn’t what I wished for at all!!

Heartbroken after catching her boyfriend cheating with his colleague on Valentine's Day, Anya impulsively proposes to a stranger in a fit of rage. The stranger, a charming and enigmatic man, accepts her proposal without hesitation. As Anya grapples with the consequences of her impulsive decision, she discovers that her "husband" is not just a random passerby, but someone with a mysterious and powerful connection to her life. He's not just a stranger; he's her boyfriend's boss, a man known for his wealth and influence, but who has kept his true identity hidden from Anya. Now, trapped in a web of lies and deceit, Anya must navigate the treacherous waters of her unexpected marriage while uncovering the truth about her "husband" and his hidden agenda.

He was an unparalleled alchemy genius. however, because he couldn't cultivate martial arts, he was betrayed and killed by the woman he loved the most. He was then reborn in the body of a bullied good-for-nothing young man. A good-for-nothing? A genius? What a joke! No one in this realm understood cultivating geniuses better than Yang Chen! Martial arts? Alchemy? What's so difficult about Dual cultivation?! He embarked on the demonic path, rising against all odds! With his exceptional talent, he forged a divine body, sweeping away all injustices! With his brilliant alchemy, he shocked all realms!

Steven, a third-year college student and a longtime "stagnant water" player of [Conquering Dungeons While My Girlfriend Spends Time with Her Steamy Boss~], never expected to wake up as the game’s most pitiful protagonist. Trapped in a modern fantasy world designed to make him suffer, he quickly realizes that if he follows the original story, he's doomed to be nothing more than a joke. But Steven isn’t the original MC. Armed with his knowledge of the game’s mechanics, hidden events, and every pitfall that led to the protagonist’s downfall, he plans to rewrite his fate. No longer a pushover, he will manipulate the plot, outgrow his scripted suffering, and indulge in the life the original MC never got to experience. In this world, strength means everything. And this time, Steven refuses to lose.

Richard Cross never believed in ghosts—until the night he saw one with his own eyes. Ever since his parents’ brutal murder, strange things have followed him, lurking just out of sight. Now, at 17, he wants nothing more than an ordinary life, skipping school, dodging teachers, and joking with his best friend. But when a chance encounter pulls him into the world of spirits, exorcists, and ancient powers, Richard realizes he can no longer ignore the truth. Bound to a mysterious entity with glowing blue flames, Richard and his small group of friends must uncover the secrets of the unseen world, facing ghosts that defy logic and enemies that blur the line between man and monster. As he hones his abilities, Richard will learn that the dead are restless for a reason—and some secrets refuse to stay buried.

I once believed I was the heroine of a modern fairytale, blessed with beauty, wealth, intelligence, and a powerful legacy. Men adored me, women envied me, and I was engaged to the most desirable man, Cole Fay. My life seemed perfect, a dream where I held the starring role. But on my eighteenth birthday, that illusion crumbled. The truth hit me hard: I wasn't the protagonist, nor even the villain or a side character. I was just cannon fodder, a disposable part of someone else's story. But when fate recognized the cruel joke of my life, I was granted a second chance. This time, I'll write my own story, living for myself. And this time . . . I will never love you again.

Tokyo is on edge. A group of terrorists has taken over a massive shopping mall, holding innocent people hostage. The police surround the building, prepared for a long standoff—until the Hero Association arrives. In minutes, a team of elite heroes wipes out the criminals without breaking a sweat. The crowd cheers. The media swarms them for interviews. The heroes smile, crack jokes, and disappear into the night. But not everyone is celebrating. Behind closed doors, the police are furious. The heroes are acting above the law, killing criminals on sight. No arrests. No trials. Just bodies. The police commissioner warns that if this continues, traditional law enforcement will be useless. A cynical detective agrees, but there’s nothing they can do. The world sees the heroes as saviors—but what if they’re just another kind of monster? Meanwhile, in a quiet part of Saitama, high school student Kuroshi Watarabe wakes up from a terrifying nightmare—flames, screams, and a city burning to ashes. But it was just a dream… right? He pushes the thoughts aside and heads to school, where he’s just a regular third-year student, joking with his friends and dodging promises to treat them to food. But that night, everything changes.

Troy a disabled teen gets injected with a mysterious serum that gives him supernatural powers, how will he overcome challenges to save his loved one? Sixteen-year-old Troy Tillsman has spent half his life in a wheelchair, cracking jokes to hide the ache of feeling invisible. But when his enigmatic nurse, Nina Hosihima, injects him with a glowing green serum, Troy’s world explodes—literally. The serum awakens Esper abilities, the ability to command his body and things around him. Now, Troy is a Proto Esper: part of a dying breed of superhumans forged by the serum’s unstable magic. His new gifts come at a cost—every use fractures his body, threatening to kill him. Dragged into Bastion, a shadowy organization protecting espers, Troy joins a ragtag team of survivors: a pyrokinetic with a temper, a telekinetic showman, and a geo-kinetic war vet with a sword. Together, they’re humanity’s last defense against the Pendragon Family, a ruthless dynasty mass-producing superpowered soldiers. But Nina’s secrets haunt him. Was she his savior, or a traitor who doomed him? As Troy’s powers grow, so does the target on his back. To survive, he must master the storm inside him—before it tears him apart. Proto Esper is a high-stakes thrill ride where disability meets divinity, loyalty wars with betrayal, and the cost of power is measured in breaths. What would you sacrifice to fly—when every second in the air could be your last?

Suddenly transported to ancient times, struggling to even get enough to eat? What’s this? Men are dwindling due to war, and the government assigns me a beautiful wife with orders to have a child by next year? And now, foreign invaders are threatening the heartland? No problem! Mastering math, physics, and chemistry means I can thrive anywhere! The unstoppable cavalry of the steppes? The indestructible warships of the pirates? A joke! With knowledge as my weapon, I’ll turn the tide and reshape history!

"I think am in love with Ishtar's husband," Nadia Browne said suddenly, and it sounded like a joke to her best friend Sonia.

A kidnapping shattered Sophia Diaz's innocence; the wealthy heiress who once dreamed of becoming a pastry chef never imagined she would fall into the hands of a demon who would change her world forever. Capone, who grew up amidst life-and-death shootouts, considered love a luxury and a joke. She was a toy for his amusement and a tool for his revenge, yet she unleashed a storm of bloodshed throughout his Mafia empire. With a simple deal, she finally won her freedom, believing their paths would never cross again. But he reappeared like a ghost, crashing her wedding, tearing her dress to shreds and destroying everything. Separated by gratitude, resentment and deep-seated enmity, he watched her disappear into the vast sea with his own eyes...

In the sweltering heat of a Bangkok suburb, a new semester dawned on the public university, casting a spotlight on the city's most infamous clique: The Elite and The Tops. Renowned among students from various schools and universities for their captivating visuals, impeccable style, and intriguing aura, they were the epitome of youthful glamour and sophistication. At the heart of this tangled web were three individuals bound by a shared trauma: Siriporn "Siri" Ratanawong, the stunning 19-year-old architecture student with a secret she dare not speak; Ratchanon "Chan" Chaiyaphum, the charismatic law student with a penchant for painting and a hidden past; and Sarawut "Wut" Thongkham, the brooding medicine student with a talent for art and a soul tormented by guilt. Their lives had intersected in a tragic dance five years prior, when they witnessed the brutal murder of Siri's older brother, Chaiwat. The killer, shrouded in mystery, had left an indelible mark on their psyches, a scar that still throbbed with pain. As they navigated the treacherous landscape of university life, the past began to stir, like a serpent awakening from a deep slumber. The Elite and The Tops, sworn enemies since their private secondary school days, found themselves unexpectedly reunited at the public university. The tension between them was palpable, a powder keg waiting to ignite. Little did they know, their lives were about to become inextricably entwined once more, as the unknown killer began to weave his way back into their lives, leaving behind a trail of eerie whispers and unsettling memories. The scent of jasmine and smoke lingered in the air, a haunting reminder that the past was never truly buried. As the semester unfolded, Siri, Chan, and Wut would find themselves torn between their desire for justice and their need for survival. Would they be able to confront the darkness that had haunted them for so long, or would it consume them, once and for all?

Pure instinct to aid the weak. A noble impulse, right? My 'sin,' or perhaps my supreme stupidity, was trying to save a woman and her daughter from a brutal death. In the heat of the skirmish, a moment of carelessness cost me a gunshot. And then, the ironic confirmation of an old suspicion: the God of this world finds amusement in fallen heroes. Just as the darkness was claiming me, a strange phenomenon tore me from its jaws... only to throw me into the body of a noble baby, a child born with privileges, yes, but also with a curse. Lucien Whiteheart, his parents' fifth attempt at having an heir, was a doomed body. A grotesque curse denied them descendants, and now, I, a trapped soul, faced a premature death at the hands of enemies I never provoked. A blessing or a cruel joke of fate? I’ll find out, if I survive.

Drake was a troublemaker with a knack for bad jokes. One of them got him killed. Now, he finds himself in Atheria, a world of magic, mythical creatures, and warring Gods. Equipped with the mysterious System of Chaos—a game-like interface that grants him skills, stats, and quests—Drake must learn to survive in this dangerous new reality. But his arrival hasn't gone unnoticed. The Gods, offended by his irreverent attitude and fearful of his unique system, have marked him for death. To live peacefully (and maybe get some payback), Drake will have to embrace his chaotic nature, master his newfound powers, and challenge the very beings who rule Atheria.

A hero or villain let the fate decide - Witness the journey of a manipulative , narcissistic and scheming protagonist who wants his desire to be fulfilled no matter how. Li Chen beginning his journey from a mortal clearing his path to become at the top of everything eliminating everyone who comes in his way. _______________ Warning: Strong violence and mature content. -->Some scenes may not be liked by all people so just take those as air and move to main story. -->Love is just a waste of time so, no time wasted on those things to develop deep relationship with every female character. -->Our protagonist is an evil so don't consider it as a joke tag. Warning: This work is purely fiction, and it does not promote any kind of violence against any living being. Please read with caution. _______ Support and enjoy the Journey................................

‘I must entertain the masses.’ This was Jester’s lifelong goal. After leading 12 different lives as a Hero, King, Sage, Jester, and more, all he wanted was to mock the king and his court. Unfortunately for him, his majesty didn’t appreciate his vicious jokes. Jester died, trying to flee for his life. But death wasn’t the end for him. For his 13th and last life, he triggered the Archetype System and reincarnated in a world of magic and perils. [This is your last life. Don’t waste it!] [Welcome to the world of Archetypes!] Soon, players from Earth would flood into his new world. But even players won't escape from his clutches! Even people from the Earth will be tamed!

Xie Long couldn't be unluckier than anyone. Fate played a cruel joke on him as he was found with no ability to cultivate. Calamity struck his family when he was least prepared. He could only watch with endless fury and despair as his loved ones got slaughtered one by one. As death was about to embrace him, his fortune shone as he activated a treasure, his father had left him with. Follow Xie Long as he slaughtered through his enemies and established himself as the Overlord of the starry sky. His rule, ''Follow me and prosper, defy me and die.''

Like any 18 year old high school student, Kim Ji-Hye was just busy struggling with expectations and exams. The biggest worries? Overbearing parents and college entrance exams. That, of course, was the case until she accidentally found herself in an unexpected circumstance that led straight into the glowing gates of death! One moment, she was zoning out on an empty school corridor. The next? She was smack in the middle of a field that was way too over dramatic with the moon lighting up the surrounding and to add to it all, questioning all her life decisions. “What the hell? Where the HELL AM I?" Before she managed to figure out whether she had been taken hostage, sedated, or was indeed deceased, the reality had another surprise in store for her. The field evaporated. She was now in a never-ending white void. “Ah right, that is just brilliant. Another case of teleportation. Is my life really that boring that I actually find this exciting?” “Why do you think so?” a deep, unbothered voice replied. Ji-Hye screamed. Floating, there in front of her was a god that was the epitome of ‘a literal god.’ “WHO ARE YOU?” The God sighed. “Welcome Ji-Hye. I do not really know how you made it here, but… yeah, this is awkward.” Ji-Hye blinked. “Am I dead?” "Is that your final guess?" "Nope." “Then where am I?” "Alternate reality." “And how did I get here?” "Because your universe's God did an ‘oopsie’ and misplaced you." “Excuse me?” Apparently, some celestial treasure named Ezekiel was supposed to keep her safely in her time screwed up so badly that she ended up in a reality she wasn’t even supposed to exist in. THANKS EZEKIEL! "So what now?" Ji-hye asked, still trying to process the fact that divine beings are capable of making stupid mistakes The god who introduced himself in a head-turning fashion as Kashigami sighed once more. “Well, I need to send you back… but the thing is, I have no clue which universe is yours. So it might take some time.” “And how long is ‘some time’?” “Perhaps 500 years.” Ji-hye’s eyes had never been so wide. “WHAT IN THE FU–” And there started the journey which I (the author) could describe in many different ways, but for Ji-hye, it was undoubtedly the most unhinged. ✨ READ NOW TO FIND OUT: ✔ How does Ji-hye handle being an anomaly? ✔ Will Kashigami ever be useful? (Spoiler: Probably not.) ✔ Will she ever return home, or is she stuck in this SPACE WARP forever? 5K VIEWS CELEBRATION! JOIN THE DISCORD SERVER https://discord.gg/9Y2KUg3e code is "Ji-hye"

Col Tanyaradzwa never believed in myths, let alone the supernatural. One moment, he's joking about ancient traditions with his father at the foot of a sacred mountain—next, he’s waking up in an impossible world where the storms are sentient, the forests breathe, and the plants eat animals. Alone, unarmed, and hunted by creatures that shouldn't exist, Col quickly learns that survival is a privilege, not a right. His only lifeline? A mysterious system whispering cryptic messages in his mind, granting him power—but at a cost. As he fights to stay alive, he stumbles upon forces beyond comprehension, and things beyond imagination. And when the lines between man and monster begin to blur, Col faces a terrifying truth: in this world, power isn’t just given. It’s taken. And the more he takes… the less human he becomes.

When the bell rang, there was a dispute in the classroom due to crowded seats. Xiao Bai pushed my desk and I couldn't sit back. The head teacher came and I joked about "townhouses", but it was still difficult to return to my seat. After my explanation, the head teacher organized the whole class to move tables and chairs, and finally solved the problem. After that, the class atmosphere improved, and this incident became a unique campus memory for me.

All I wanted was some food and a place to crash. So, naturally, I made up some nonsense about a “great calamity” and, wouldn't you know it, a thunderstorm rolled in right on cue. Next thing I know, I’m being treated like some kind of prophet by the villagers. It started as a joke—well, more of a desperate lie—but now I’ve got a small group of followers who think I’m the “Divine One.” They’re building shrines, offering gifts, and treating me like I’ve got all the answers. The worst part? I don’t know what I’m doing. I just want to keep things simple—maybe snag some more bread and sleep in peace—but now I’m stuck pretending to be some holy figure while I try to keep this mess from blowing up.

Do deities play practical jokes on mortals? My new life in a new world is gratifying, so far, but I can't help but wonder why. There are no men and these women are ridiculous. One all-female race after another, in this part of the world, at least. Amazons, Elves, and Fairies; each with strange quirks and bizarre personalities. I keep collecting more of them as I try to carve out a place for myself in this world. Author's Notes: I intend this to be a lighthearted comedy, as well as a fun and intriguing power fantasy. I won't write anything disturbing, and I will make it as funny as I can. 11/21/24 I only just noticed that the webnovel reader changes my formatting. I was using an extra space between paragraphs to denote a scene change. Please leave a comment if you find any confusing parts. 11/30/24 I'm going on a trip I've been planning for a while in a couple days. I will try to keep writing and publishing while I'm away, but I expect a slower pace. 12/22/24 I've had some technical and creative difficulties writing for the past few days. But I assure you, as long as people keep reading this and I don't get too many bad reviews, I will keep writing this.

"Why? Just why?" "Why did I became this guy?" That was the first thing I said when I see myself on the mirrors reflection. Lucien Drelmont. A bottom-tier instructor at Noctis Ardentis Academy. A joke of a character. A corrupt, talentless noble despised by both students and faculty. He was one of the early game villain, that was destined to die, a stepping stone for the protagonist, a scapegoat for the Academy, no matter what way the game is played his death was destined. And now I need to survive as him, in this hellish academy.

Adam, a kind, sweet and down to earth boy whose only priority in life is to make his mother happy and proud of him meets Siri, a mute girl who changes his whole perspective of life and teaches him to follow his dreams. love happens when they least expect it and these two go on a journey of self discovery. ****** This story has a Nigerian setting unlike my other novel. foreign words are being translated in italics. Thanks for giving my book a chance. ❤️Emilyanna.

Li Susu dies unfairly and wishes for a second chance, but fate still jokes on her. "Seriously?! Is this the second chance that I am asking for?!" She was born in a world where political struggle was the deadliest. Worst of all, she was born as the ruthless and tyrant Empress Wu Jinmai! She has no one in the world who is scary and full of political schemes. Will she be able to change her faith and live a long and happy life? What kind of sacrifices does she need to make to change her fate? "I hate you; I detest you. You're my greatest nightmare, and marrying you is like a poison that slowly kills me!" Shanguan Zu Jin suppressed his feelings for the people. He had longed for her. He wants to love and spoil her, but fate has changed her. Will his love be rekindled as the tyrant empress suddenly changes? Is there a second chance for his unrequited love, or…? Find out the answers as the story of the tyrant empress and her emperor consort begins. PS: This is purely a work of fiction. Organization, events, situations, and names are purely created by the author's imagination. Thank you.

Aaron, a handsome, scholar, medical student was forced to marry Aiden, who had a terrible reputation in his university life. Aaron didn’t have had any relationship while Aiden had tons of relationships, not relationships tho! He literally banged tons of juniors in his uni life. A playboy and a sweet boy! Aaron knew about all of it, but he couldn’t do anything as their parents arranged this marriage and he had to marry him no matter what. What will happen after their marriage? Marrying a playboy is not a joke. Will Aiden be able to accept this marriage? Or will their marriage fall apart? Will there be anyone who will try to understand the pain that Aaron is going through? Will he be able to get his forever longing true love? Will he be able to find his sole-mate?

My name is Ralph, you already know my life story. I'll bet you've met 7 other guys who share it. Bright ideals crushed by the weight of reality. As inevitable as it was cruel. And yet when that miserable life was meant to reach its end, I was given another chance. A chance to live again as the spoiled princess of a fantasy kingdom. If I'm honest, it felt a bit like the universe was playing a cruel joke on me. Still I had to persevere, or what, would I just waste my life again?

What has never been broken since the day he became the hero's sidekick? Roy had had enough of all these fatal injuries. "My balls were almost broken! What else?" Fate seemed to be playing a cruel joke on him. Could he just retire from being a sidekick? But this new power that had awakened... could he really just throw it away? ... Genre: Adventure, Cyberpunk Author’s Note: Writing for fun with crazy ideas! Join me in the writing of this book by commenting and gifting Power Stones. Your support is the fuel that keeps my brain running!

In a quiet, private room of the restaurant, the sound of shattering glass pierced the air like a gunshot. There, standing in front of the broken shards, was Robert, his face frozen in shock. The word "divorce" hung in the air, a bitter pill that he couldn't swallow. "It's a joke, right?" Robert asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "No, I'm not joking, I want a divorce" Emily replied her voice resolute. Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, as he struggled to comprehend what she was saying. ********* In a society where arranged marriages are the norm, two strangers are forced to marry each other. They have very different personalities and interests, and they struggle to find common ground. They are bound together by a marriage contract that is intended to ensure that they will work together for the benefit of both their families. Emily Kevan, a college student with big dreams find herself in a situation that seems to have no way out. It was a leap of faith that would forever change her life, for better or worse. She felt a sense of profound frustration, knowing that she was tied to someone she had never met and knowing that she was unable to pursue a relationship with the man she truly wanted to be with. She considered divorce as a means of freeing herself from the constraints of the contract, but the terms of the agreement was clear: five years of marriage and an heir were required before a divorce could be considered. On the other hand, after years of focusing solely on his studies, Robert Rawlings graduated from university and was eager to begin the next chapter of his life. However, his parent had other plans. They informed him of a contract marriage that would tie him to a woman he had never met, and they made it clear that there was no room for discussion. Robert resigned himself to his fate, knowing that he had no choice but to comply. The question now is, will Emily divorce Robert after five years of marriage with a son? Cover image is not mine, all credit goes to the owner.

They call him The Garbage Man. A name that sounds like a joke—until you understand what it really means. He doesn’t clean filth. He doesn’t fix what’s broken. He does what needs to be done. No hesitation. No morality. If slaughter is the answer, he won’t blink. If mercy serves a purpose, he’ll grant it without guilt. Right or wrong? Those are lies the weak tell themselves. In a world where magic and power shape reality, where the strong feast and the weak are forgotten, he walks alone. No cause. No loyalty. No chains. Just an unshakable will and the resolve to carve his path—no matter the cost. So if you ever hear his name, pray it’s in a story. Because if he’s real, you won’t live to tell the tale.