Batman Babydoll Novels & Stories

He asked if he was enjoying his victory, the Beast. “Yes! Yes I am ready to sign ‘THE BABY CONTRACT’” ************* ALICE GREY, a collage going twenty-four-year-old girl, beautiful, humble, full of life, a Law student and a girl with a golden heart, who used live a life of a princess now works at a famous bar in the city but she considers her job as a blessing as it was filling the stomach of the person who is most dear to her heart. Her Father. But which situation made her sign The Baby Contract too with the Devil. DAVE BLACK.

I feel so tired. "Do you still want that cuddle?" Sydney asks and I nod eagerly. He only laughs and tells me he'll join me in a bit. I change into Sydney's large shirt and get into bed. Sydney comes into the room in only pajama pants. His abs never cease to amaze me. He hops into bed and scoots over to me and raises his hand in front of my face. I move it further away from me then see a tiny black box. "I believe I was supposed to give you this." Sydney says huskily next to my ear as he opens the tiny box revealing a very beautiful diamond ring. I gasp.

**** On one side, Ruben and Emily were thinking of ways to find Adrian and Baby Brook, while on the other side, the two of them were playing happily. “Baby, I didn’t expect your spear skills to be so accurate,” Adrian said as he looked at the Baby with admiration. “Well, of course, which one you like? I will win it for you.” Baby said. He liked Adrian’s admiring eyes very much. For the first time, he felt that it was very good for his father to train him every day. Hearing what Baby said, Adrian immediately pointed to a huge doll. To be honest, he didn’t like dolls. He just thought that he must get the biggest one in the challenge.

"If I say the child's mine, it's mine. I'll bet a hundred million on it. Dare to wager?" Devon shot him a sidelong glance. "A hundred million? Who are you looking down on? I'll put a billion on the child being mine." With an arm wrapped around my waist, Reuben gave the two of them a disdainful look. "If we're playing, let's play big. I'm putting down 10 billion that this is my child." Devon and Aden exchanged a look before speaking in unison, "Deal." Watching the three of them getting all worked up with their competitive spirits, I quietly raised my hand. "I bet the baby belongs to all three of you."

I have to know, but I don’t want to know. The phone stops its advance when a small, stuffed babydoll comes into view. It is smeared with blood, and its stuffing is puffed out where slash marks have cut into the delicate, pale pink fabric. A tiny, sweet hand, with chipped glittery pink nail polish, is tucked up under the doll’s arm—but there’s no little girl’s body anywhere in sight.

I said before placing her in my flaming hawt hot wheels ! My four wheeled baby rivaled that of the Batman’s batmobile but the only difference was that mine was a reality and made by the company owned by none other than the Alpha of the Diamond Heart Pack ! It had cost a fortune but it was one of a kind, procured by my father somehow as a birthday gift for me ! But what was the Alpha’s name again ? I was forgetting it. Never mind, I had more pressing matters to do like getting the nerd tucked safely in my dorm’s bed. I would call Dante to get her tomorrow. He would understand the rogue situation.

She found the notion disturbing in a way she didn’t understand at first, until she realized she was thinking of Lucette again, about how she wasn’t really a kid anymore, and before long she would be going out into the world on her own where Emily wouldn’t be able to protect her. “Robby,” Woods said, “can you tell me how you acquired the infection?” “Got bit.” The scratching of the pen on the form. “One bite or multiple?” “One was all it took.” “And where is it located?” “On my ankle.” Emily glanced down at the boy’s feet and saw the print on his socks below the cuffs of his jeans. Batman insignias. She suppressed a sigh. Robby could have idolized Superman, Thor, or any one of a million heroe

The call resonated through the trees, summoning her pack to converge on her location, their eager growls filling the air. Ava, with a surge of primal ferocity, aimed a precise strike at his vulnerable throat, unleashing a primal rage that coursed through her veins. The rest of the pack descended upon him with a voracious hunger, tearing into his flesh with savage determination. Limb from limb, they ripped apart the monstrous entity that had once been Royce DeVayne, leaving nothing but a gruesome testament to their vengeance. No longer a wolf in sheep's clothing, nor the tormented soul of Kate Rouen, Ava Anderson emerged from the shadows as the embodiment of the Okami. Her eyes burned with an

So hot to be a bodyguard, his flexible muscles were visible through the light shirt he was wearing. There were tattoos in his hand, many tattoos actually, he was handsome. "Hi, I'm Emma Adams, It will be a pleasure working for me." I said and smirk. "I hope so, your excellency." He said. His voice! Damn, he must be an outspoken one. This will be fun. I loved it already and couldn't wait to start my evil games with him. When I glanced at him again, our eyes met and I forcefully swallowed the rice in my mouth, causing me to choke.

Tony narrowed his eyes. "I-I mean Marvel is a'ight, I guess? Only hero I ever liked was DC's Batman, though. But dude, why do you have this abomination of a stool?" Dillon furrowed his brow and grinned slightly. "I'll give you that. Batman is a good choice, but not as good a choice as Iron Man, bitch. He's modern day Batman. Gotham's in another universe too. Don't diss my stool, you snot!" Tony pointed at him with two fingers.