Batman Novels & Stories

This guy is really testing me. I know for a fact that as a Psychology student, I should learn how to control my temper but I can't seem to hold it when it comes to Maze. It's as if everything he does has a big effect on me and I don't like it. He's pissing me off. And I am Gabriel Solzeek Thornton. I can't lose without a fight. The war has only started. I meed to make sure that I could get even. And I can't help but to smirk while thinking on how exciting this could get.

They could both be completely at ease and comfortable around one another, and it was a relief to him that Dillon didn't have to hide anything from him anymore. "Yo, can we watch 'The Dark Knight' after this?" Dillon rolled over onto his side to look at him when 'Iron Man' was almost over. "Dark Knight? We watchin' 'Iron Man', who is modern day Batman. We gotta watch the second one first," Tony said after turned his head towards him and pointed to the screen. "I love Iron Man, you know that, but pleeease can we watch The Dark Knight?" "What is it with you and that movie? Hell, you n' Batman? You havin' a thing with him? Hehehee."

The message on it is slightly faded but I will always know what's written on it. Batman + Robin = Forever Jace rushes over to me and places Robin on the floor. He begins to crawl around the living room, grabbing onto the couches and coffee tables for support when he tries to walk. Jace and I stare proudly. He stares at me and asks, "What are you thinking?" I just smile and reach up to kiss him. He places one hand on the wall beside my head and kisses me back. I smile against his lips. Yes, Batman and Robin will always be together.

She did her old woman move, palms upturned. “What? Like Professor X?” “Sort of,” said Claire. Maurice’s reaction was a mixture of stunned and outraged. “Why couldn’t I get that ability? Everyone’s got powers except me.” I guess Maurice was due his turn on the gripe wheel. “Batman doesn’t have superpowers,” I said in an effort to ease his rancour. “Yes, he does. He was born a billionaire. That’s pretty fucking powerful.”

Each man takes a seat, while Declan takes the lead. I know that this is a serious moment, but I can’t help but say out loud. “So this is Justice League headquarters? Does that make you Superman and Declan, Bat Man?” I ask Jaxon At my comment, each man grows quiet, then breaks out into boisterous laughter. Micah pushes my shoulder playfully. “If he’s Superman and Declan is Bat Man, then that makes Connor, Robin.” Connor scowls. “Nah, man, I’m Night Wing. I guess that makes you Aquaman.”

Madison replied. "We meant your classmates," Stella sighed. "Right, I made three friends that look just like me. They love princesses, one of them even has a backpack that looks like mine. Her name is Katlyn" Madison smiled. "Me too but I made a friend, one like Batman, another one like flash and we all have their backpacks. Their names are Liam and Peter" Mason said.

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

He knocked once and received a gruff response. "Come in." Christopher opened the door and looked at his commander and friend. "Beast," the older man said. "Come in." "How'd you know it was me?" Bruce scowled. "Who the hell else would it be? Nearly seven feet tall with a bandaged face…" Christopher entered and closed the door. He was having a hard time breathing as he took in Bruce's injuries. He had a bandage similar to Christopher's covering half of his face. He was banged up pretty good; black and blue. But that wasn't the worst of it.

“What else do you want to know?” “I only skimmed it,” she told him. “And it didn't have your favorite food. Or color. Or what you like to do on a Saturday night.” He chuckled. “Pizza, blue, and, you can't tell anyone this, but on Saturdays, I put on a special suit and fight crime.” “You're Batman?” Mia made sure to put enough awe into her voice and widen her eyes like she was surprised. “I'm Batman,” Carter said, his voice going low and gravely. Mia couldn't help but giggle. Carter shrugged. “It's expected of billionaires these days to be a superhero. If you don't fight crime, you lose status.”

A retired assassin who lost his family to a massacre and decided to live peacefully with his son Well, that's one of a hell of imagination I have there. Maybe I read too much books that I am mistakening, this ain't fantasy. I sighed and looked at Gavin suspiciously. He's definitely sus. Suddenly, I remembered Batman being a rich, bachelor, businessman but a superhero at night… "You're staring at me again. I didn't know you loved me this much, my wife." Gavin looked at me without moving his head. I just sighed at him and closed my eyes but confusedly opened again when I felt Gavin stopped walking.