Batman Novels & Stories

The man also had pointy ears like batman and a long cape, although it was hard to distinguish what was cape and what was man because they were both black and the boy was only eight years old so it's not like he knew the importance of shading and such. At the bottom of the page was 'DADMAN' written in big black letters and then Ezekiel's name written in the corner. It was probably one of the cutest things Cailen had ever seen. "Oh, wow," Cailen said in amazement. "You drew this?" Cailen asked, looking at Ezekiel. Ezekiel nodded, his smile bright on his face. "Do you think he will like it? It's him! Because he's like Batman, he sa

“Hmmm… you lied to me when you said Dillon likes colorful things, right?” Lilac gasped. “Of course not. Dillon likes colorful things. That’s his biggest secret,” she let out a soft chuckle, “… and you made one for him.” Emily sighed. “Yeah, but I just saw that he’s not using it—” “Oh, that one. Well, maybe he doesn’t want to show it in public. You know… Dillon is the Beta of the strongest pack in the country. They’ve known him as fierce Beta—a superior one like the Alpha. He will be a laughing stock if he will wear the bonnet as he takes his duties.”

Only one person addresses him that way and even if he was on his deathbed and he heard this voice, he would still recognize it. A huge frown suddenly settled on Damien 's face and he sharply turned around. There he was, the big and confident Williams, who had his hands crossed against his chest and a huge and disgusting smirk plastered on his face. "What do you want, Williams?" Immediately Damien said that, Williams suddenly bursted into a malicious laughter. Alex and Tobias quickly exchanged a look and they looked back at the dramatic Williams, who was busy putting on a show right before them. Damien walked towards him and he stopped just when he was a few feet away from him. Williams did t

I've learned Rogue also goes by the nickname Bruce Wayne because he's exceptionally rich like the character disguised as batman in the show. This is normal for them. They've had this alliance for years now and they know how to react. When the place is completely empty I slump on a couch and drop the gun next to me. I closed my eyes and sleep took over me before I knew it would. I would have slept like a bear in hibernation all day since the following day was going to be full of action. Except I feel my mind burning up and an intimidated voice of my beta fills my head, "Alpha Zach! Alpha Zach are you there?"

One of them being the shooting that killed Liam, they still hadn't found out who did it, whoever did it covered their tracks very good, not even Matteo could trace them He was going to have that meeting with Liam's second in command today, it was even almost time as he brought out a cigarette stick and lit it up, he placed it in his mouth, inhaling the nicotine scent of it and feeling the smoke burn through his chest. Batroix was still unconscious and he still hadn't found a way to go around the problem of arms, since his official arms dealer was shot that night too. Not that he couldn't just find himself another arms dealer but he needed someone he could trust, someone as reliable as Martin

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

Leaving only traces of blood which then disappeared due to the stagnant water, and the vehicles that passed through the passageways. Now Dantley's powers were back, and he could change his form freely as Marteen again. He was now driving to the company, he had only been in the human calendar for a few weeks or maybe a month, and he had already memorized the streets of the human city. Dantley's eyes then focused on a billboard promoting something there, a movie by the name of Batman, now he knew who Batman was. There was a smile on his lips after learning about Batman.

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

But not a minute after leaving, the creature poked its head back into the apartment. "Hey, Evil?"Kauã called. "What's up, creature?" I asked impatiently, but I didn't have the strength to tell him to leave anymore. "You know what it is? You're a great partner, man. We're getting along like the dynamic duo, you know?" We're like real villains, we can wreak havoc together. – Kauã said excitedly and I wanted to cry. "Son, the dynamic duo is Batman and Robin. They're good guys, not villains!" At that moment, I was thinking we were more like Pinky and the Brain and that other guy with the yellow henchmen.

"You wound me, Your Highness. And here I thought you were already impressed." "With the car, yes. With you? The jury's still out." Giovanni glanced at her again, his eyes glinting with quiet challenge. "That's fine. I like long trials. Gives me more time to present all my... evidence." "Evidence of what? That you're secretly Batman?" she teased, though her voice came out softer than intended. "Batman?" His laugh was low, intimate, as if meant for her alone. "No. Too broody. Think more... Iron Man. Genius, billionaire, playboy. The philanthropist part... I'll let you decide."