Batman Novels & Stories

“What’s this, hmm? My little soldier refusing orders?” Alan’s pout deepened. “It’s the morning one, Mom. The worst! I don’t want it.” Richard came to sit on the other side of the bed, arms folding across his broad chest as he gave Alan a mock stern look. “So what? You think real heroes only eat candy? Even Batman takes his vitamins.” Alan wrinkled his nose. “Batman doesn’t have gross medicine!” “Oh, trust me, champ. He does. How else do you think he runs around Gotham all night? Strong medicine, strong hero.” Richard winked, trying not to laugh.

Trust me, I love being one, and in fact, my role model is Lex Luther from the Batman Vs Superman movie, but he was making me a vicious villain, and that was totally unacceptable. He folded his arms and heaved, before raising his two hands up in total surrender. “ Okay, I won't ask again”, he said, his hands still extended in the air, making his arm muscles to bulge against his almost see-through pink shirt. I snarled at him again and start moving down the stairs, with high hopes of getting to my car, but he held my hand again.

So it's more flexible, but in terms of power it's still below Wolverine, right. 4. Batarang Fictional Weapon (Batman series) It's time for Batman to enter the list of iconic fictional weapons, guys. There are many weapons tools that Batman has, but of all of them the most iconic is the Batarang. A weapon that functions like a Boomerang, and can be modified according to Batman's needs. Not too powerful this weapon, but quite useful at certain times. Because basically this fictional weapon is only to disrupt the concentration of the enemy, not to injure the enemy.

Sorin said as his lips threatened to break open into another grin. "Sheesh you don't even know how useful this weapon you uncultured swine.! Just ask Eugene he will tell you just how useful this weapon is!" Eira huffs out defiantly. "Who?? Who is this E-Eugen??" Sorin asks confused. "Not Eugen it's Eugene, you know the dashing bandit who's nose always ends up getting skewered on the wanted posters?" Eira says as she looked at him if he understood. Sorin still looked confused.

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel

He looked like he'd been stung by an entire hives-worth of bees, and was still waiting for the swelling to go down. And then there was Aaron. He was the same height as Big Jim but looked like a rake beside him, which was crazy. Aaron was broad shouldered, almost three times me across and well defined, though you could never tell just how much until he had his shirt off. His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder.

He did so. Dami didn't only see himself as a boss he saw himself as a king.His love for white color made his house inner painting white colour. He also had a picture of a flying dragon with fire in it's mouth hung on the wall in the sitting room,the same exact tattoo he had on his chest. Dami was sure he heard a female's voice underneath the loudness of the music,he was so sure cause this wasn't some movie where he'd be hallucinating or daydreaming such a thing.

I was excited, “you know Batman?” She shook her head. “No, I don’t know where that came from.” This time she took her top lip in her teeth and rubbed her head. “Did I hear that from somewhere? TV maybe?” “Well, you probably did, Batman is one of the more popular comic book characters, he has had more movies than any other superhero.” “Ahh, okay.” “And you are going to watch all of them.” I smirked. Samantha rolled her eyes playfully. “Yay.” She said sarcastically as she smirked. “Want me to order lunch? What do you want?”

He requested heavenly blessing once more for his plans to choose new leaders for the Palace barracks tonight. The mirror vibrated a few minutes later. Your woman Liticia would explain it to you, according to the message. Because it's too big to fit in your mirror. For the time being, elevate Batman to commandership level and appoint him as the new commander of the barracks. You can't always rely on humans. They alter on a minute-by-minute basis. Thank you so much, Lord. Now, please tell me about your dream, my love. Hmmm, The dream is based on what actually occurred to Bugatti. He was entrapped by the ocean lord.

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.