Batman Crazy Novels & Stories

they walk close to her, I stand up "That was a nice shot, I felt that in my guts" the men panic and began to step back "Who-what are you?" I move closer to them as fast as the speed of light I say with a batman's voice "Am batman" I push both of them against a wall

"I can be more fun then they were... and what is a little discomfort to me? I mean, considering my options here..." She had a point. We had talked long enough I decided I better introduce myself. "You can call me Batman for now. To be honest, I am tempted. But it may not end well for you. I make no promises except that I am not a nice person, and if you cause me the slightest problem I will be forced to kill you and then have to dispose of the body. Since you will be forcing me to do it, it will not be the quick death I would be inclined to use here. You should know that. Also, I offer no party drugs, I don't hold or use. Are you still interested?"

For this Madman said to be able to use words to turn an ordinary person into a serial killer, everyone is very afraid of the heart. Not to mention his bizarre dark green tattoos and other bizarre legends about him, which make it impossible to take anything he says lightly. Even though Bonnie was always yelling at him, she felt guilty. When Madman said it, and it was directed at her, she could only muster up the words "crazy" and then slam the door and walk away.

It hit me then—what Uncle Mike had said about the clients here having unusual tastes and all kinds of games they liked to play. I was starting to see exactly what he meant. For now, though, everything still felt manageable. But then, the client pulled out a lighter and started burning me with it. "You've got too much hair down there," he muttered, the flame dancing in his eyes. "Let me burn it all off for you." I nearly jumped out of my skin. That was the most private part of me. How could he even think about using fire there?

Daisy sincerely said, "You've been wandering outside for too long." "I'm not crazy, okay? I'm very serious about my proposal to you," Axel emphasized, as if wanting to shout it out loud. How could Daisy insist that he was insane? How could Axel endure it? "Do you think I'll believe you?" Daisy said in a mocking tone. "What I'm saying is the truth. I want you to go on a date with me," Axel firmly asserted. "And for heaven's sake, I'm not crazy." "If you're not crazy, then there's an issue with your perception. Not to mention your eyes," Daisy confidently affirmed. "It's best for you to go to the hospital for an examination to avoid prolonging a condition that may be difficult to treat."

She was astonished by the relaxed demeanor of the handsome and dashing man before her. “ This person, a psycho. He, a psychopath... how could he be this calm? He's playing games with me.. Amidst this chaos,' ' Anindira grumbled in her heart. ''You're silent... you're starting to be afraid of me,'' said the Batman with a proud smile on his face, ''Of course, your lion is powerless against me, he's already collapsed...'' ''You look very satisfied…'' "Of course, I won the battle with him… your man is weak."

“Shouldn’t you be happy, Timtim? Now you’ll get my full attention. Every day.” “That’s not funny,” she snapped. “I’m not joking.” He stepped closer, lowering his face until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re reckless. Immature. And I’ve let you run wild for too long. Consider this your leash, officially tightened.” “You’re insane.” “And you,” he breathed, his voice turning gravelly, “are mine to keep in line.” Timtim was stunned by his words.. is he insane what does he mean by that ? --- --- Later that evening, back at home, she found her bedroom window open.

"We share the same blood, Marcy!" "Do we?" I crouched and met their eyes. "Then what did the two of you do when you had me locked away and I begged to be released?" Damien froze. In my past life, I had begged them. I had told them I was not sick. I had told them I was sane. And what had Damien said? "Bella said you're mentally insane, so that's what you are. Stay in there and repent for your sins." I would never forget the despair that crushed me in that moment.

Chills overwhelmed my body at the sound of his husky voice. Can he be more dangerous than his nephew? "I will sign the....," He didn't let me finish my statement. He spoke up, "You will have to pay me $500,000 for wasting my time," With gritted teeth, I exclaimed, "What!" I almost choked. Is he crazy...? I scoffed inwardly, "He's crazy for sure," "If you can't do that, leave before dawn," He didn't wait for me to object or mutter any word. He strolled into his room and slammed the door.

He may start to waver with his decision to let me go after I have clearly hurt his ego too. I then slightly bribed his attorney so as not to reveal my plan to sell all my father's assets and my plan to leave Vegas. I thought I was at the lowest point in my life, so I decided to leave this country so I could start my life over. I will forget all my memories with all of those guys, especially Acelon and Zyan. They are a really strange combination. Actually, Acelon is an evil demon who is full of dictatorship, while Zyan, he is like an angel who wants to save me from the embrAcelon of the evil devil who has been claiming my life as his.