Batman Monologues Novels & Stories

"Listen, sugar-tits. I'm just a garden-variety home wrecker..." "There is absolutely nothing garden variety about you..." "That's sweet, but we both know I'm small fry. Jenny... this is serious business. That human's got an uphill battle coming her way. I can't believe nobody told you. What a fuckup. We're lectured on it non-stop. Do anything you want, except be discovered. Ba'al goes on these massive rants on the subject. No manifesting wings, claws, teeth or Brimstone, or it's the Pit for you and no more playing for at least a millennia. Can you imagine a millennia without sex? I can, and it's a terrifying idea."

After shaking the dust off, he placed it over Xyla’s body. “You fight pretty well,” he said. “You too.” Xyla smiled. Without saying anything else, Stanley elegantly picked up a long, large, metal bat from the ground and dragged it on the floor as he approached the large, bald man who was in bad shape after the fight. The metal bat made a screeching sound as it scraped across the floor, sending shivers down the men’s spine. Although there was no hint of emotion on Stanley’s face, and he had also not said anything, his body emanated a frightening aura. It felt as if he were a predator at the apex of a food chain.

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"