Batman Luthor Novels & Stories

He places his hand inside his left jacket, taking out his reading glasses and placing them back on his face. He makes his way inside the building towards his dorm. At the entrance to his stairway awaits his childhood friend Brandon. A young boy who is the total opposite of his. Brandon is known by most people. He's popular and outgoing. Dark brown hair and toned fair-skinned, with a sculpted body he likes to show off. Although Russell is in better shape than he is, and could probably kick his ass in an instant. But no one knows of Russell's hidden talent and a favorite hobby of illegal underground cage fighting.

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

she said staring sternly at him "My punch lines just passed through ur chest and leave u with a hunch back" Lloyd smiled faintly and shifted backing a little, then swiftly dipped his right hand into the back of his swea shirt and pulled out a Glock 17 pistol. "B!tch..Now tell me who is boss!""

I raised my eyes and stared into his eyes. "You knew?” My voice barely whispered. Luke’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t look away. “Yeah. I’ve known since Carter was born. I know Brutus is his father. I know why you’re hiding it." Luke said. I wondered if he always knew about me yet he sheltered me. Before I could respond, a prickle of heat danced down my spine. I turned, and there he was—Brutus. His broad frame filled the doorway. His dark eyes locked on me with an intensity that made my pulse race. He was all raw power. His presence was a storm that sucked the air from the room. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Had he heard Luke? Did he know?

Hector asked after he motioned him to take a seat in front of him. Hector is fascinated. How he grows up without a glimpse of their viciousness. Clearly, the people that raised the boy were good people. Shame he will be tainted soon enough. "Tondo, sir." The boy responded. "Tondo? Manila? Still in school?" His curiosity was gone. Replaced with utter disappointment. "No, sir," Luthor replied. He is trying to answer carefully. As calculating as his uncle. The schematic mindset of the Drax runs through him after all.

Blood. Who else but Luthor.... Even if his every instinct says otherwise, Luthor would never mix with any sect, he did everything for his own money... Unless for more money.... Or revenge the Astro Star... About that... When he finished the meeting, he drove back to Lovecraft County and spent an afternoon in the cave doing some research. So when he was picking up Faust's confiscated parchments and books, he flipped through them and started reading. His Greek was good, but he still needed help...