Batman Novels & Stories

He pulls Anna closer against his side protectively as they browse through options more seriously. “Here,” Anna said after a moment of browsing and points to two Smartphone covers places side by side, designed to form a single continuous illustration when aligned together. On the left phone cover is Batman, from the shoulders up, his muscular build emphasized by his suit, showing his defined shoulders and upper back. Above him is a large, pale full moon that glows softly and contrast against the dark sky, casting faint rim light along the edges of Batman’s figure. On the right phone cover is Catwoman in her typical black tight su

So be careful. ~Of course man. I'll send in my new account, just a second.~ Lucifer licked his lips and waited then an account was texted and he pasted it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anthonio tapped his fingers on the keyboard of the system sitting in front of him. On the ground, a man whimpered and Anthonio's eyes diverted from the system to him. “So your name is Bat on the site.” Anthonio scoffed. “Cheesy and stupid.”

… At the same time, in a luxurious study designed with Baroque influences, Stanley Batton was seated in front of his computer while he concentrated fully on playing League of Legends. He was wearing a black silk robe with a deep V-neck collar. As such, his muscular chest was vaguely visible and made him appear unusually attractive. The contrasting dark color made his skin appear even fairer. During the intense battle in the game, Stanley was using Aatrox on the top lane and continued to fight against Sion in a one-to-one battle. Knock, knock, knock— After the sound of the door being knocked on was heard, Zack Cassidy carefully opened it and stepped inside the room.

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He laughed out loud! 'Thanks to my Time Machine I figure this out before it was coming.' He paused. 'But... what is that battle power meant? Maybe the Time Machine itself is just joking......whatever! If that bat fought I will beat him to death!' Luis Park thought proudly after knowing it was just a bat. Yet it is not a bat only! It's Butt! The Animal God! That bat glows its eyes in the dark! His body can't be seen that much! "Oh?" The bat spoke.

Bates before saying, “Been quite a while, Mr. Bates!” “How have you still not given up, Leandro?” replied Mr. Bates without beating around the bush. The man Mr. Bates was squinting at went by Leandro Zaborowski, and he was the leader of the Soul Hunters… Laughing aloud after hearing Mr. Bate’s statement, Leandro then shamelessly declared, “But of course I haven’t! I won’t stop until I’ve obtained the Phangrottom Talisman! Once I finally have it, I’ll be able to rule over the ghost world and make everyone there obey me!”

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

He pulls me into a hug when he reaches me, both of us looking in surprise at Cain when he makes an odd sort of feral growling noise, which he almost immediately covers by coughing. "Did you just growl?" I ask with a laugh and he frowns at me, shaking his head as though I'm crazy so I look at Damien for backup and he nods. While Gale is walking across the course at a speed that a sloth could overtake her, Damien and I try, and fail, to imitate the sound Cain made just now, stopping when he shoots us a look that lets us know how much he's not enjoying our joke.

Instead, I raised my eyebrows at Nate who suddenly seemed to be lost in his own world. "No, I think it wasn't superman boxers. It was batman ones! Yes! That was it! I remember. He didn't like superman but would die for batman. Oh! Those were some really cool boxers." He was mumbling to himself and I looked at him weirdly.