Kookaburras Laughing

"Pembunuh berantai? Seniman Bela Diri Kuno? Master Pedang? Tidak peduli sebagai siapa kalian! Semuanya akan tunduk di hadapanku!" Lima tahun yang lalu, keluarganya lenyap dari muka bumi ini, dan Ye Chen yang tidak berguna dianggap sebagai cacing yang merayap di lantai. Namun, lima tahun telah berlalu, dan ia kembali secara misterius dengan kepala yang penuh dengan kemampuan menggemparkan. Yang lebih menakutkan adalah bahwa kini ia didukung oleh kekuatan seratus roh tetua kuno! Dengan semua itu dalam genggamannya, Ye Chen kembali bukan untuk bernostalgia, tetapi untuk membalas dendam kepada semua orang yang telah menyakiti dia, terutama Pria Misterius.

Unconditional obedience to him? Dream on! Regrettably, after marrying Tang Yuchen, An Ruo's daily thoughts were of escape, escape, and more escape! Someone grew furious, "You want to flee? The only way out is if you die, or I perish!" Fine, she chose death! Yet he laughed wickedly, "Woman, do you intend to kill the son in your womb?"

When she was rejected by her fiance, everyone laughed at her. Little did they know, she actually loved her fiance's uncle, a trillionaire tycoon, for a long time. Later, she had four doting brothers, numerous secret identities, and a husband who was madly doting on her. Fu Shiyan smirked, pulling her into his embrace, "Dear, when shall we have our third baby?"

"Serial killers? Ancient Martial Artists? Swordmasters? I don't give a rat's *ss who you are! All will bow before me!" Five years ago, his family was wiped off the face of this Earth, and the useless Ye Chen was looked down upon like an earthworm crawling on the floor. However, five years have passed, and he has mysteriously returned with a head full of earth-shattering abilities. What is even more terrifying is that he is now backed by the strength of a hundred ancient elder spirits! With all of that in his grasp, Ye Chen has returned not to reminiscence, but to exact revenge on all of those who have wronged him, especially the mysterious Man.

King 67 was a good and kind king. Until his kingdom burned to the ground. Escaping from his kingdom, he embarks on a journey to find himself, discover the history of the world around him, and find his missing emotions. Will he find the meaning behind his laugh that night?

[Contain: R18, Sex, Gore] Ryan died a pathetic, lonely virgin—with only one regret. "I-I d-didn't even... fuck a pussy!" A bitter laugh gurgled from his throat as he choked on his own blood. Nineteen years of loneliness, no love, no intimacy—just an empty existence. If there was a next life, he wanted it to be different. He wanted power, charm, and a harem of beauties at his feet. To his surprise, someone was listening. The Goddess of Love herself had heard his desperate wish… and she was more than happy to grant it. ****** Tags: R18, Harem, Smut, milf.

Malhar did not have any mercy in his eyes, cutting the stomach of a 5 -year -old girl from a dagger. Malhar's eyes had a hawk to kill Arohi, but suddenly what came to Malhar's mind, Malhar started laughing with a dreaded laughter thinking of using Arohi for his benefit. Even after having millions of busesines, Malhar played the trick in which some lives were scorched. The result of this trick was not even imagined by Malhar himself, but nature does not leave anyone. Then came the time when the dear deal was done, and the destruction of four girls who came to Malhar's house due to the same deal, which overturned four lives in a single moment. , This deal because of some reason, cross all the extent of the cruelty, to know once ... My Husband Hate Me

“I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate”. “An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan”. I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears. As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content. “I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!”. You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right? That's because I'm not the real Anastasia.

For most, transmigrating into a fantasy world is the start of an epic adventure—wielding legendary weapons, gaining overpowered abilities, and living a life of grandeur. For our protagonist, however, it’s nothing but a bureaucratic nightmare. One moment, he was a burnt-out office worker finishing reports at midnight, and the next, he found himself inside Pinnacle of Mysteries, a cutthroat RPG infamous for its merciless difficulty. Worse, he’s not a hero, a villain, or even a major character—just an unknown captive on the verge of execution. To survive, he strikes an unlikely bargain with an ancient, forgotten being: the Lord of the Forgotten Abyss—a calamity sealed away long before the game's timeline even begins. Their pact grants him power, but it comes with a maddening catch: the Abyss Lord, for now, manifests as an overly proud fox with a tendency to give cryptic advice and demand extravagant meals. Navigating this world is far from easy. Powerful factions rule with an iron grip, and the forces of fate seem determined to shove him into the path of disasters. To make matters worse, he soon realizes that reality diverges from the game in ways he never expected. Events happen too early, key figures behave unpredictably, and unknown forces manipulate the world from the shadows. The storylines he once memorized? Useless. The safe zones? Now battlegrounds. The villainous factions? More fractured and cunning than they ever were in the game. As he struggles to piece together his place in this world, he finds himself entangled with figures who should be far beyond his reach. Yet, these are just the beginning of his troubles. The game’s hidden routes, thought to be mere flavour text by players, hold dark truths about the world's foundations. The Gods who shaped civilization have grown silent, and something ancient and hungry stirs beneath reality. Meanwhile, the villains he once dismissed as mere bosses—criminal lords, rogue sorcerers, and exiled royals—are beginning to notice him. Some want him dead, some want to use him, and some… some whisper that he may be exactly what they’ve been waiting for. Faced with conspiracies, betrayals, and relentless pursuit, he must navigate treacherous political landscapes, outwit enemies far beyond his level, and keep his not-so-helpful abyssal fox companion from making things worse. But as he delves deeper, one question haunts him: Did he truly transmigrate into the game he knew? Or was Pinnacle of Mysteries always something far, far greater? The Lord of Villains Is Just an Ordinary Civil Servant is a tale of deception, survival, and the absurdity of bureaucracy in a world where power reigns supreme. In a place where fate is written in blood and magic, he will have to carve out his own path—whether that means being a hero, a villain, or something else entirely. But really, all he wants is a stable job, a decent salary, and a way to avoid getting stabbed every other day. Unfortunately, fate has other plans.

Lu Shiyan abandoned me at the wedding, making me a laughing stock in the city. On my wedding night, I begged him to save me, but he sneered and told me to die quickly, so that no one would make my sister unhappy. Later, when Lu Shiyan saw my body, he went crazy. When I opened my eyes again, I married the ruthless president of the Lu Group. Lu Shiyan knelt at my feet, holding the teacup with red eyes and trembling hands, "Auntie, please have some tea."

"Des tueurs en série ? Des artistes martiaux anciens ? Des maîtres d'épée ? Je m'en moque complètement qui tu es ! Tous s'inclineront devant moi !" Il y a cinq ans, sa famille a été rayée de la surface de cette Terre, et le inutile Ye Chen était considéré comme un ver de terre rampant sur le sol. Cependant, cinq ans se sont écoulés, et il est mystérieusement revenu avec une tête remplie de capacités à couper le souffle. Ce qui est encore plus terrifiant, c'est qu'il est maintenant soutenu par la force d'une centaine d'anciens esprits aînés ! Avec tout cela en sa possession, Ye Chen n'est pas revenu pour se remémorer le passé, mais pour se venger de tous ceux qui lui ont fait du mal, surtout le mystérieux Homme.

Living a normal life is boring, but I was happy with what I had. Even when I spent most of my life in regret and misery, I lived because I had someone that I loved dearly. And that said someone took my life... But fate had different plans for me... As if death wasn't enough for me. As if the gods were mocking me. I got reincarnated into a hardcore romance game that I used to play. That too when the prequel game that I played the most ended twenty-five years ago. A game where death is everyone's mistress. A game that people either liked or hated too much. Now reincarnated into the body of the Villainess's son. I became someone that I hated the most... "Hahaha..." I laughed at my own misery. As if that too wasn't enough, I also became the slave of someone else's desires. Now, one might say a mother is a mother even if the world sees her as a Villainess. But what if your mother is the very incarnation of evil? That your mother is the hurdle that you have to overcome? What if your mother is the very reason you might die? Gentleness and love are the last things one could expect from her. "Hahaha..." Again, a hollow laugh escaped my lips as the realization dawned on me. That I have been... Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son... =============================== [Discord link:- https://discord.gg/5Vgw4JCrBW]

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!!

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

Back then I was so dreaming to be transmigrated to some novel or to the pass like what I used to read in a novel. And when I thought god must heard my wish I was so ecstatic but that feeling fly away quickly when I found I was transmigrated to a BL novel, and the worst thing to know is your just a side character?   ' Huh' god most be laughing right now just by watching me go insane!!!  but I was smirking, looking to the clouds, then give the god my middle finger " just watch me how I would ruin this story of yours" and I laughed like some creepy weirdo.

Through time travel, she transformed into an ugly commoner, her noble identity being compromised. After her death and resurrection, she disguised herself as a harmless little flower, carrying a space for refining medicine and secret techniques, and instantly killed all the beautiful men in the world. Let's see the common women turning over, fighting against stepmothers, stepping on legitimate sisters, collecting treasures, practicing sharp weapons, and all kinds of killings coming in one after another, subduing demons and eliminating evil spirits, recruiting a basket of beautiful men, and thriving in the alternate world. Stepping on the green cloud road, one person with a sword laughing in the flower room!

She was cheated on, betrayed, and trampled on. And when she wanted payback for it, she was named a vicious woman, killed off by her ex-fiancé who cruelly threw her in the ocean. Only after her death did she learn this was a world in the novel. Her ex-fiancé and his lover were the main characters. As for her, she was the villainess. She found it laughable. But she wouldn't be Lilah Campbell if she gave up even after that miserable end. The only reason she lost last time was because of not being wicked enough. This time around, she will be worse, crushing those trashes into smithereens by stomping on them while laughing at them. For that, she needed Noah Black. The mysterious Noah Black operated in the dark. On the surface, he owned a tea room, but underneath that, he solved cases for his customers at a hefty cost furtively. And he was the villain. What could be better than the villain and villainess teaming up to take down the main characters? Will they be able to destroy the main characters? Who was Noah Black?

After the red meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization came to a standstill. Since that day, people could no longer manufacture a rocket, a nuclear bomb, an airplane, or an automobile... The pyramid of civilization, built upon modern science, collapsed in an instant, and the disaster was far from over. The world turned gray with the arrival of the red meteor, like the ghostly reflection behind a mirror, dragging the civilized world bit by bit into the abyss of chaos. In this age, human lives were as insignificant as dust; yet in this age, humanity shone like stars. As the great edifice tottered, someone saw a performer standing atop the ruins of civilization, his red robe like blood, laughing and crying by turns. The curtain of the era slowly drew back behind him as he spread his arms wide...

"i am too lazy to deal with this" "no problem I will burn down the place honey" Casper said. "no i will burn down the palace for her" Leo said. "but it's the palace guys" Laura nervously laughs. Laura , a red haired girl supposedly a good for nothing wannabe is thrown into a old dilapidated house by bullies where she accidentally stumbles across a mirror which brings her into this strange world.

Throwing together a makeshift costume, he races to the city’s rooftops, where he confronts Cyber Fist. The villain laughs. "You? A hero? Don’t make me laugh!" Dudu barely dodges an energy punch, countering with a surprise energy blast. "I don’t know how to fight… but I’ll figure it out!" he declares. https://chatgpt.com/

Being reincarnated in a cultivation world, Han Jue realizes that he can live his life like a video game. He con reroll his cultivation potential and connate providence. So, he spends 11 years rerolling for a good one... [Unparalleled: Immortal beauty, top-notch charm] [Destined Sword fanatic: Top-notch Sword Dao aptitude, top-notch Sword Dao learning ability] [Unparalleled Movement Technique: Top-notch movement technique aptitude] [Descendant of the Immortal Emperor: You will receive an unparalleled cultivation technique and 1,000 superior-grade spirit stones] In pursuit of longevity, Han Jue decides to cultivate in a low-profile manner. A thousand years later, generations of cultivators have become history. That is when the deities start cleansing the mortal world. Han Jue can no longer hide and must do something about it. Then he realizes, deities and gods aren't that powerful after all!

Lin Shu, a low-class fusion warrior, contemplates his existence, as the inevitable doom of the unbeatable comes for him. However, he himself, no matter how worthless and small his life, isn't sure yet if his death would benefit others, make others miserable, or frankly not change their lives at all. Regardless of anything, he laughs at the inevitable doom that comes for him, ready to face it head on. picture cover: Inao Suzuki: Apple

It's not all fun and games like the name implies.

A slow, mocking clap echoed through the darkness. A voice—smooth, rich, dripping with amusement—purred into existence. “The end?” Laughter followed, low and sultry, curling like silk in the air. “You must be kidding. Do you think a little thing like fate can stop me?” A soft hum. A pause. Then a wicked chuckle. “Love? Kindness? What use are such things when fear is so much sweeter? I was never meant to be saved, my dearies. This is no fairy tale.” The voice sharpened, rich with delight. “This is a villain’s tale.” A gust of wind howled, the shadows trembled, and the air crackled with unseen power. “And it is not over. In fact…” A pause. A single chime. > [Ding!] A cold, mechanical voice rang out, devoid of warmth yet brimming with eerie purpose. [Greetings, Host. I am the Villain Reform System.] [Your mission: To prove that even the darkest villainess can be redeemed.] [Failure to comply will result in execution.] Silence. Then—softly, slowly—the villainess laughed. And oh, what a laugh it was. “Villain reform?” she mused, voice curling with amusement. “Nah.” She tilted her head, grinning into the abyss. “Let’s go full evil.” > [Ding!] Villain Route Activated. Good luck, Host.] ---

"Ah, do gather ‘round, my dear, doomed darlings! Let me tell you a tale stitched together with silk and sinew, of a world that weeps and wails yet waltzes on, oh-so-beautifully, toward its inevitable doom! A tale where a bastard prince—oh, do forgive me, a Yellow Bastard, no less!—dances through the carnage with a grin sharper than a guillotine’s kiss. The war? Endless. The dead? Numerous. The fools who think they can win? Oh, darling, they’re my favourite! And me? HA! I am but the Jester of Fate, laughing at the script I can recite but never rewrite! There is love, yes! Blood-soaked, broken, bitterly beautiful love! There is horror, the kind that makes even monsters shudder! And there is a melody—a requiem for the dreamers who thought they could defy the abyss. So, my sweet, step right up! Watch as kings fall, messiahs burn, and devils waltz upon the graves of gods! It is all so, so funny, don’t you think? No? Ah, well. Laugh or weep, the requiem plays on. And so do we."

A normal everyday life for most boys in college, but consists of every kind of pain, disorder, and problem still having a smile on their face laughing, and trying to be normal in front of everyone, friends and family....Still, nobody really understands them, can they know him until he does something that anyone would regret???

“Once upon a time, a human dared to trespass into the territory of the dragon clan,” the Silver Dragon Queen narrated from a book, “A self-proclaimed dragon slayer, a master swordsman, challenged the queen of the dragon clan.” “Humans, they truly overestimate their abilities!” The dragon clan’s young princess, Xia Yi, laughed, “Mother, what happened next?” “What do you believe happened, my dear daughter?” The Silver Dragon Queen responded with a laugh. “Isn’t it obvious? The dragon slayer must have faced a humiliating defeat!”

Debby never expected a wedding to change her life—especially someone else’s wedding. But when she meets Emmy, a charming stranger with a killer smile and a knack for making her laugh, one night of dancing and deep conversation turns into something unforgettable. Neither of them asks for a number, believing their connection is just a fleeting moment of wedding magic. But when fate brings them together again, Emma is forced to wonder: was it chance, or was it meant to be?

The first day of school doesn't go as planned. Nikko is late and he's literally running to school. He's so nervous, and the random guy that laughed at him while rushing through a crossroad, didn't add up to his mood.... *I am not an owner of the cover photo*

Note to Readers: Please bear with me until Chapter 11—trust me, the real chaos (and hilarity) is just about to begin! Synopsis: When I woke up inside Eternal Dominion Online, I expected overpowered skills, legendary loot, and maybe even a harem. Instead, I got a talking System with an attitude problem and a stick as my starting weapon. Meet S.A.S. (Sarcastic Assistance System)—a passive-aggressive, trash-talking AI that’s supposed to help me level up. Except it spends more time roasting my life choices than giving useful advice. Every time I try to act like a hero, it hits me with "Wow, that was embarrassing." Now, I have to navigate this game world, fight monsters, and somehow survive despite my own System constantly bullying me. But with ridiculous side quests like "Slap the King" (no reward, just for fun) and NPCs who actively doubt my existence, even reaching Level 10 might be impossible. Can I rise to power, defeat the Demon Lord, and finally earn my System’s respect? …Probably not. But at least I’ll die laughing.