Batman Oc Novels & Stories

Maybe because he had never seen or even come across an omega in person and if it wasn’t for his wolf he would not have been able to precisely identify her rank Daniel added in his head. The funny part is, her scent wasn't off-putting, it only made him want to smell more of it, the omega was pure mystery and Daniel couldn't help but be intrigued by the beautiful stranger. With a muttered curse, Daniel pushed himself out of his chair and strode over to his bed his mind still clouded by the memory of the omega he just met.

No amount of dignity could win over Batman's exposed belly. The three hours went by rather quickly and soon the pilot warned about landing. Chris ushered Batman back to the cage and got back to his seat. She did not expect that neat-freak domineering man to have a dog like Batman. She always had the impression that the more money someone had, the smaller their dog is. With his Everest-size pockets, she expected no dog at all. Maybe a German Shepard she could understand, to match his stern personality, but Batman wasn't even a known breed. That man was full of surprises.

With my heart beating as quickly as a hummingbird's, I took a seat. Jace smiled and handed me a comic book. As I held it in my hands, I could feel the timelessness and age in it. I could feel that it was special. I stared at Batman's figure, Robin standing right behind him. The background colour was yellow and the old Batman logo was at the top of the cover. My jaw dropped as I ran my fingers across the cover. "This is an antique!" I whispered in shock. I stared at him. "Do you know how much it's worth?"

Tony narrowed his eyes. "I-I mean Marvel is a'ight, I guess? Only hero I ever liked was DC's Batman, though. But dude, why do you have this abomination of a stool?" Dillon furrowed his brow and grinned slightly. "I'll give you that. Batman is a good choice, but not as good a choice as Iron Man, bitch. He's modern day Batman. Gotham's in another universe too. Don't diss my stool, you snot!" Tony pointed at him with two fingers.

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.

My reply gets caught in the sound of a bomb last. ••• It’s hard to believe that the England i grew up in is having so much political issues to the point where it is not safe to even go out anymore. It also doesn’t help that Sebastian is scolding me like I’m a five year old and behaving like the moment in the bathroom did not happen. “If you weren’t stubborn and come out you won’t be here. Your role as Luna doesn’t include coming outside!” He glares and closes the limo after me.

What had she done? Belinda's arm remained suspended in the air, as though it was too afraid to come down. The skin of her palm stung, undeniable proof that she had indeed hit the Lycan. She reeled from the thought. She, a low-ranking omega, had hit a man feared by alphas.

Charlie mumbled and I could hear the grinds turning as she tried to recall when they joined. "Let's just go with that," I said as my brain started to ache, "which is more then enough time to get used to this shit. Besides how nice could their old pack have been? An omega's purpose is to serve, it doesn't matter where you come from, that kind of existence is bound to be shitty. And, it's not exactly hard to be considered nice when next to our pack. We make Umbridge seem nice." "Umbridge?" "You know, the crazy cat lady from Harry Potter," I informed her.

He takes out something from his suit pocket and flashes it to him proudly. It was a black card. A black card is a no spending limit credit card that's ultimately reserved for the ultra-rich people. Zen's jaw drops in shock. It's his first time seeing one. This even made him more uncomfortable. For goodness sake, he just met this man and he's already treating him. As if reading Zen's mind, Mr. Tan clears the misunderstanding, "This is not mine. It's Mr. Claude's. I'm just following his orders." "Ah, I see." Zen simply says not knowing what else to say.

Such is it—to be an Omega in a pack that valued strength above all. Alpha, Beta and Omega, just like the Moon Goddess intended, no matter how cruel it is. To go against her is to tempt the beast and no one comes back from that. Dorian was told to fight Garron and give it his all—a death sentence surely for the Omega, any Omega. There was no cheer this time, no applause or calls for Garron's death.