Batman: Blind Justice Novels & Stories

As the voice reverberated, countless incorporeal fists manifested and surged toward them with destructive force. “The Blithe Fist of Abomination?” James’ expression changed slightly and he drew the Blade of Justice. With a flash, he appeared up ahead. The longsword in his grasp emitted a brilliant Sword Energy, blocking all of the terrifying punches. The approaching individual was the Grand Patriarch of the Blithe family, Winston Blithe. He was already injured, and now James' Sword Energy jolted him backward.

Cleo walked up to Justice with her hand stretched for a shake, “It’s an honor meeting you, Justice. How was your trip? You must be hungry. I will cook something for you.” Justice did not accept her handshake and looked at her suspiciously, “No. I will eat outside.” Cleo might look a little different from the Blades because of her blonde hair but Justice could not accept that she was dumb. For as long as he was concerned, Cleo was up to something. “She cooks very well,” Jim said, knowing that his brother liked good food but Justice disappointed him this time. He said in Spanish, “I don’t care.” He turned to Cleo and said in English, “Look, I don’t like you so don’t try to befriend me. I know

Jake said, ignoring Lucian's words. Bellona didn't have the energy to look up but she could tell it was the same man who stopped Lucian from continuing his torture on her the other time. For the first time, Bellona was happy to see someone. At least he'd stop Lucian because she couldn't take it any longer, she was at her limit. "I hope you know that you're just a gamma" Lucian reminded him. "And you're just a beta" Jake retorted. "You have no right to give out punishments without the Alpha's order."

​Through the glass, I watched a sight that brought a rare, genuine warmth to my eyes. ​Justice was jogging across the grass, pushing our custom-engineered, double-armored stroller with effortless grace. Blake was awake, his tiny hands waving wildly in the air as he babbled at a passing butterfly, while Brooke was soundly asleep, her head resting against the plush lining. Justice stopped near a cluster of oak trees, kneeling down to adjust Blake’s sun hat with a tenderness that completely defied the lethal training he carried in his muscle memory.

"Ms. Todd, are you looking to sell your place? I noticed you wrote that you want it sold in three days? That's so soon." "It's urgent. Please get it done as soon as possible," I said with determination. I had only regained my eyesight for a day, but my emotions were in a mess. I took a taxi home and quickly prepared all the documents I needed to bring to the research team. When I was blind, I thought about how I would not regret anything at all, giving everything up for Sean. At that moment, I found it highly absurd that I would ever think that way.

"Because this storm... It's going to be a wild ride." He didn't respond, but the tension in his body eased almost imperceptibly. His thumb continued its steady caress, a silent acknowledgment of the battle that had just shifted. The primal urge still pulsed between us, a potent, undeniable current, but now it was tempered with a shared understanding, a silent truce brokered not by surrender, but by mutual recognition. The night was far from over, and the path ahead was uncertain, but as I stood there, locked in his gaze, I knew one thing with absolute certainty: this dance had just begun, and I, Justice, wasn't sure if I could survive this or not.

A few minutes later… The door opened. I thought it was Alpha Kyo—until I heard Kael’s voice. “So I just heard from the doctor that you can’t see. What a lowless girl… blind now.” “I, Kael Blackmoon, Alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, reject you, Nyx James, as my mate and Luna of this pack. May the Moon Goddess sever this mistaken bond between us,” he said. I groaned, clutching my chest, a knife-stabbing pain slicing excruciatingly slow, like someone using a blunt knife to cut open my heart.

He sighed, pulling back and the cold wind wrapped me instead of the warmth that I wanted and then his words were like a splash of cold water on my face. "And?" I frowned at him as I believe he wanted to say more but stopped as if hesitant. "You're a human" He coldly said and further continued, "Above all that, a blind one". I could feel frustration and commotion in his voice as he didn't mean to offend me but was just opening himself to me. "So?" I heard him sigh, "So, it'll be better after I win the duel, you'll return to my pack but we will be civil with no attraction towards each other"

Julie chuckled awkwardly, noticing Carson’s jaw clench. “The contract?” Carson asked. Julie wasted no time handing it over. Luna followed Drake’s lead, having no idea about the paths out of this auction house. She had never been outside before. “Hold on. There’s a car ahead,” Drake muttered, stopping her from walking into the busy road. Luna was startled. It sounded like he knew she was blind, but he didn’t react too much—almost as if he knowingly let it go. Drake opened the car door for her and guided her inside.

The leather interior of the luxury sedan was dead silent, save for the hum of the engine as it cruised toward the city. Damien sat in the back, his dark glasses on, staring forward. To anyone looking in, he was a blind billionaire lost in thought. But to Marcus, who sat in the front passenger seat, Damien was a predator analyzing his latest move. "Marcus," Damien said, his voice quiet but commanding. "Yes, sir?" the butler replied, turning slightly.