Batman Cursing Novels & Stories

I let my power rise, my irises glowing red-hot, threatening to burn him on the spot. But then he spoke. And what he said made the red in my eyes flicker. "Imagine yourself in a crowd, Zubat… noises, screams… you smell happiness while you’re still drowning in pain…” His voice was soft and almost a whisper but it echoed in my ear like thunder. That was the 'Beast’s Prayer', a cursed chant sealed long ago because Zubat used it to feed his bloodlust, and it destroyed everything. “Stop him!” Kane barked, already charging forward as the guards scrambled into action.

"You're dead!" Adrian roared, his fist glowing with golden light. In a flash, he launched a punch at the bat with terrifying speed. The bat barely had time to react before the golden fist slammed into it, hurling the creature into the distance. As the bat flew backward, it unleashed a swarm of venomous needles, forming a deadly web aimed at Adrian. The latter’s expression remained icy, eyes blazing with fury, as his body was enveloped in a protective blue aura.

"Miss Yale, you don't have to worry about it. Anyway, this big shot is able to make you kneel in front of me and slap your own big mouth, that's enough for me!" Suddenly, Caitlyn's face turned ferocious. "Sonnet! You b*tch!" Sonnet's face also sank. "You can try to curse again! Believe it or not, I can make you kneel on the ground again!" Caitlyn hurriedly took two steps back, and then cursed out loud. "Curse you, b*tch! B*tch! A filthy disgusting b*tch who have been touched by don’t know how many dirty men at that time!"

He sighed heavily. " How did you know about that?" Ruckus asked. " You think I would not know about that little ? " He chuckled. " Well, I guess you have just met the shocker. Damn you, Ruckus!! Damn you, Tamina!! I curse the very day that I got to have anything to do with you. " " Badmus, I can —" " Shut the trap!" Badmus fired. Then, he turned to Ruckus with a daring glare." Is this all that you can do? If you have more to do, you should donut now. "

His father replied, screaming loudly at his son. Speaking in a calm and collected manner was clearly not the boss’s strong fort. “Well…fuck…” Hayden cursed as he wiped his blood on his white blazer, staining it red. “Proceed with the ceremony. We haven’t got all day!” the boss shouted at the priest who quivered in fear.

He stopped threatening the pancake that was on the pan. "Wow good going bitches I am becoming crazier now. Talking to fucking pancake." He said gritting his teeth as he turned the pancake and again it was burnt. He roughly slumped the spatula on the counter with the done face. He glared at the burnt pancake on the pan. "Fuck you!" He cursed glaring at the burnt food. And that was the last string of Catelin. She burst out laughing. He was looking so funny fighting with a pancake which can't even reply to him. Lucifer looked up and for a second he felt embarrassed.

"Babe___" "And now you have the f*cking audacity to f*cking call me, to f*cking ask me if I'm f*cking okay?" Okay fine, so maybe I curse a lot when I'm mad... and I'm usually mad most of the time so yeah, I guess it's something I do ever so often. A habit I guess. I am, of course, not sorry for it. I wouldn't apologize either, not to Clint, and definitely not to all the people who were shooting me really weird looks. No doubt about my manners... or lack of. "Max come on___"

Dante gazed at him with his piercing stare. “Because you and your fu*king brother, I lost million dollars…” Dante clenched his hand. “What kind of sh*t you’re talking about? We never run the same business…” Curtis yelled at him. Dante rose and his eyes widened, one of those men hit Curtis’s face with a hard slap. “Behaved. You only talk when you’re asked to!” He warned Curtis in his deep heavy voice. Curtis stared at him with a mad gaze to what the man with a piercing on his left nose lobe did to him.

"I thought you yelled in my face that you'd rather be eaten by worms, now you're all wet for me." “You… idiot,” I say, but my voice cracks when he rubs his finger over my sensitive spot and I groan again. — Arrogant asshole. — That's right, he curses — he mocks and accelerates the movement of his finger. "Curses more than I like."

Without realizing, my lips had curved for a smile. I then remembered that I shouldn't be smiling no matter what happens. This man is already on my bad side so I should be acting as an enemy to him. Checking on my tattoo, it was there. " Am so sorry my dear friend. I regret refusing your proposal the other night but how was I going to say yes when you only visited me in my dreams? It's all my fault, and sometimes I think that maybe am cursed. Bron left me at the altar without saying any word to me and for that matter I had to marry this stranger who is more like an animal. Can you please tell me what's wrong with me. I know you can hear me and please if you can take me back home." I talked to