Batman Cursing Novels & Stories

I growl, my eyes switching colours. Caleb rolls his eyes at me and scoffs, before frowning and gazing at me weirdly. “Did you just address yourself in the third person? That is fucking creepy bro." The growl from our side stops our oncoming argument. Caleb starts panicking immediately. “Fuck, bro! Shit! Goddessdammit! Fucking hell!" I roll my eyes at his behavior, thinking that it was absolutely unnecessary for him to curse so fucking much, but assessing the situation, I couldn't ignore the fact that we would be dead in a few seconds if not for...

The middle aged woman continued to cry, not bothering to fight the guy who shouted at her, the lost water that was retracted earlier had once again resurfaced and touch all of the heroes who did not have the ability to shield themselves from getting wet by this water that obviously came out from the middle aged lady tears, curses loudly and shouted towards the middle aged lady who simply turned deaf. “Fuck it!” was all what the heroes who was already so wet use as their curse towards the crying middle aged lady who really cant stop her crying at all.

Gets louder and louder by the moment until that insanity finally comes to the surface, as he screams laughing in between the following curse words. “Sanity? Oh, please! Tell me all about it as I do not know a damn f****** thing about that s**** word. Insanity? Oh, hell yes! That is me and is all about me. I love that word as I love the ring unto it as it pays me to laugh this way and turn my life in this perfect living hell, I never believe I could ever have. Damn those f****** people and in my original world who did nothing but to step unto the weak and take everything of what they think they can just because they are rich and powerful. Damn is this life which I hated and love, as I love ga

A few hours later… SMACK! “Holy Fuck! 93. T-Thank you Kyrios (Master)”. “Language Bambina (Baby)” scolds Lucus. SMACK! “94. Thank you Kyrios (Master).” Fuck, did he hit harder than the last one? SMACK! “95. Thank you Kyrios (Master)." SMACK! “OW! 96. Thank y-you Kyrios (Master).” With my mouth dry and my head fuzzy. I find it increasingly difficult to whimper out my responses.

I yelled, oblivious to the pain in my heart. Screeches sounded in the distance, followed by flapping. “By the moon goddess!” Kael cursed. “What are bars doing here?!” Lucien asked. He drew his sword out and flung it in the air. By the time he brought it down, five bats had their head severed from their bodies. “Focus!” I told myself, taking in long ragged breaths. The bats disappeared as fast as they came. “Strange,” Kael noted, seeing the birds disappear. “If I didn’t know better, I would say that was the work of a sorcerer.” He told Lucien.

’ Bastian seems to be in shock, and he can’t speak though his mouth is opening and closing like a fish out of water. ‘I mean not to harm your human, Bane.’ ‘I don’t give a fuck what you say; I don’t trust either of you. Stay away from Bastian!’ “Give it a rest, you overdramatic fleabag!” Fucking wolf is driving me nuts! ‘Call me a fleabag again, you wolfless cunt, and I’ll rip your throat out!’ Mothefucker! Bane should think himself lucky that we’re inside Lilly subconscious, or I’d have put the prick down!

Luisette grimaced and threw Kat away with a snarl. As she sprawled on the floor, coughing, panting and wheezing Luisette stepped up to General Batton and back-handed him, smacking his cheek and jaw, making his face turn away with the hard impact and his hat to fly off his head. “You dare to call me out by my name, General!? Who the fuck do you think you are!?” General Batton hadn’t moved, his head still turned sideways. He slowly raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, holding his fingers up to look at them. Seeing no blood he straightened up, faced his King and bowed low before him.

After many times, it also left many bloody scratches on Bane's body. “Sir… Ahhh… Ahh…” Bane yelled like a pig being pissed. When he hit people, he laughed very happily, but he shouted like that when he was beaten only a few times. Despite Bane's screams, I kept hitting Bane's body non-stop. I didn't stop until I got to a hundred. Bane curled up on the ground, his clothes ragged and covered in blood, but compared to Aliyah, his wounds were nothing. Bane saw that I had stopped and scrambled to his feet. Still not daring to get up, he knelt on the ground and said to me in a loud voice, “Thank you for stopping. I already know the error! I will never say bad words again.”

Tessa stared at him for a moment, as if trying to process the question. Then she let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Curtis,” she said, her tone sharp and biting, “if you have rabies, go and get vaccinated.” She tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. “Don’t go around infecting people like a mad dog.” The insult didn’t come from a place of impulse. It was deliberately constructed and delivered. Curtis’s lips pressed together, the muscles in his face tightening as he absorbed her words.

The least movement I made upon hearing his answer was covering my mouth with my hands before it could even spill out sizzling words that were strictly prohibited to say; like fuck, or shit—or in my worst mood, both. As what my best friends Andrei and Benedict described me, I was the King Of Bad Words. I knew all along that it was not the best title or moniker I dreamed of having, but I had no choice. It’s the only thing where I’m good at—Cursing.