Bat Man Novels & Stories

“We have a guest, Marie.” “Oh we do?” She asked “Yes. He said his name is Batman. I couldn't catch his name the last time he was here. He insists he is Batman. I know that's not right.” “How do you figure?” She asked as he trailed her to the elevator. “Batman isn't a name! Even Batman's real name is Bruce!” He exclaimed in frustration. Marie held back her laughter. “He can't be Batman. He isn't even rich.” Rick murmured under his breath.

“YOU CAN NOT DO THAT TO ME NEO! I AM STILL YOUR SISTER, SHOW SOME MERCY!” An officer shouted at her to quieten down! Neo laughed sarcastically and then asked, “The same mercy you showed me? You see, people may think that you have some good in you, and there’s a possibility that you could change. Even these lovely ladies came with in the hope of sorting things out with you but you see, I haven’t told them yet about the monstrous things you have done since your youth and the truth behind why we never had a relationship, siblings normally would. You are a murderous, psychopath who does not deserve any bit of mercy! I have set up an appointment with the Chief of Police tomorrow morning to give

The boy screamed as he began falling through developing gap toward water flowing forty feet below. Without hesitation transcending tactical evaluation, the Shadow Knight moved with transformed capability beyond physical limitation. His midnight substance extended across intervening distance without requiring conventional traversal, cosmic awareness perceiving precise intervention necessary for civilian protection beyond operational objective. Constellation patterns shifted within extended essence as forgotten souls contributed collective determination regarding innocent preservation beyond military engagement.

"I think you have scared him away. I wonder how you did that!" The boy brightened a little and puffed his chest out. "I can do that because I am a batman! And batman can so anythwing! You should tell me when he comes bwack again. I will scware him again!" "Aww, you'd do that for me? You're such a good batman! And handsome too!" He beamed at me and then smiled shyly.

“But he's right, you know. It's not your fault, so stop blaming yourself. It's just another part of your superhero complex.” “Stop nagging me about it,” I said irritably. “I'm not a superhero. I can't even raise my voice to help a boy I grew up with.” “There's your origin story, Ashley. And with the amount of money you have, you could easily become a heroine like Batman or Iron Man. Both are very interesting, excellent choices.” “...Are you even listening to me?” “Personally, I would choose Batman. Tall, black, and handsome, am I right?”

At this point, he did not know whether to feel relieved or even more worried as it meant they came to figut with him but he also had to make sure that they were not injured or killed. In a few seconds, they got to he and his mate. He didn’t stop to say a word to them and just mindlinked them about the situation. “We are under attack. The billionaire is bombing the whole forest, just to get to us. Don’t stop, run!”. He warmed as he saw some of them coming to halt after seeing their Alpha. He got confused for a second when he saw that they were creating a pattern but almost got emotional when he realized just what the pattern was.

He has dark hair, light brown eyes, and strawberry skin. He is English but has an American accent since he constantly travels. His luna, like me, is his mother since he has no mate. Her name is Charity Knite, and they share similar features. His Betas were Alister Tanning and Heunace Pennyworth, a biracial Swedish man.

“But he won’t get me…he’ll get you.” “Why not you?” Kat asked as they clambered up and into the crate. “You’re far more powerful than me.” “Apparently I’m not allowed to use any of my new power…” Ruben looked up as they stepped out of the crate and saw General Batton standing there listening to them with avid interest. “That didn’t take long…” Batton said amused, looking at Kat with a cocky expression. “You sure this is the man you want?” Ruben clucked his tongue as Kat flushed a little and giggled. “Grow up, General…you think I had time to do anything, let’s be realistic…” Ruben tightened his grip of Kat’s hand and pulled her to his side. “We need protein…”

Once, the darkness teased him while they were strolling in Taguig, told him that he had a ‘type’, making it seem like all the men he chose – and even the women he looked at – looks exactly like ‘him’. The same fluffy blackish-brown hair, the same soft pleading eyes, and the same rounded cheeks. That was awfully unfair. That wasn’t the darkness’ fault. The darkness only looked the way it did because he had given it that shape. He chose what he wanted to see, and he wanted to always see a shape of ‘him’. ‘Do you remember,’ he asked, ‘when only you were just darkness and shadows?’ ‘Jett,’ he chuckled as he replied in a deep voice, ‘I am the night. I am batman.’

A retired assassin who lost his family to a massacre and decided to live peacefully with his son Well, that's one of a hell of imagination I have there. Maybe I read too much books that I am mistakening, this ain't fantasy. I sighed and looked at Gavin suspiciously. He's definitely sus. Suddenly, I remembered Batman being a rich, bachelor, businessman but a superhero at night… "You're staring at me again. I didn't know you loved me this much, my wife." Gavin looked at me without moving his head. I just sighed at him and closed my eyes but confusedly opened again when I felt Gavin stopped walking.