Batman Superman Alfred Novels & Stories

“You and I are meant to help with that.” For the first time since he’d tumbled from the wardrobe, Alpha smiled radiantly, and my breath got at its beauty. “Like Batman and Robin, with me being Batman, of course.” “I don’t think so.” He tilted his head. “The Avengers?” “Seriously? “Suicide Squad then?” “How about, if you can find them in a comic, we’re not them.” I sighed. “Why not?” Alpha pouted. “You’d look sexy in tights, and I’d look even

gifts. "I wasn't finished. I need more. I need you, Lilith..." He crawls towards me like a wolf coming to be petted, and I move back into the wall, trying to make spaces between us, but it's futile because the room is only so big, and he's already halfway to me. "Times up, sir." Alfredo comes inside with something semi-resembling a gun but is boxed and square with a yellow end. He holds it in his hand, pointing it with a wavering hand towards Damian as if he's been instructed to do just that.

It's exactly what the text i thought came from Ivan said and I'm sure if I was in the right frame of mind, I wouldn't be here by now. He grabs my arm to examine the dark blotch caused by his cigarette. “Quit whining, honey. Look,” He pulls up the sleeve of his arms to show me dark marks that I'm sure mine will look like in a few days' time. It's scattered on his arms, one would think they are small tattoos. Again. It's disgusting. “You'll be fine in a few days. They don't even hurt. Here, feel this one.” He tries to grab my finger but I snatch it away before he can touch me again. “Who are you?” I whisper, horrified at the Alfred standing before me who seems so much different than the Alfred

Well, of course, first knew the consequences and knew it would be better if he kept mute and stared into Roger's face like a stupid person. "Alfred, I must not wait forever, it's late and both of us need to get home now, I guess you have plans tomorrow." Roger presses hard and Alfred parts his lips to speak. "I call him Shelton, or sometimes Alpha because he acts like one." Alfred reveals and I sigh, the heaviness in my chest suddenly disappearing. I smirk, look at Roger who looks like a fool in a circus. "There you have it, did you hear me tell him something? I know it, you are insane, and please, next time do not waste my time on things of no significance, Drake." I gently tap him twice on

I open the door and get greeted by Alfred my butler. ”master you are home late!” he says when I walk inside. ”yes, Alfred.” ”Is everything alright ?” Alfred is my butler since I was a little boy and he knows me very well, these days I see him as a close friend. ”I don’t know anymore Alfred , will anything ever be alright again?” I honestly tell him. ”I am so sorry master. Sometimes we just have to have faith that everything will be alright. Just hang in there and give it some more time.” he tries to cheer me up.

“It's positive!” Alfred is my son!

“Have mercy! I had no idea you knew Mr. Alfred from Beaumont Conglomerate!” A loud gasp rippled through the shopping mall. Almost everyone in the city knew who Alfred was. As the Beaumont family’s chief butler and one of the most trusted figures within Beaumont Conglomerate, he oversaw numerous businesses on behalf of the family. Anyone capable of ordering Alfred around… could only be someone of extraordinary status. It was only then the shoppers began to realize just how powerful Ashley truly was. Meanwhile, Vanessa stood frozen in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes. “Dad, what are you doing?” she cried, rushing toward him. “Why are you begging this useless witch?”

William laughed “Thanks dad, you're the best” Zion returned from chit-chatting with his teacher in the superman costume “Uncle Dunlop, I must say your batman outfit is cool even though I'm not really a big fan of batman” “I'll take that as a compliment. Thank you” “Wow, wow, wow. Everyone's so focused on him that no one even cares or like my outfit” I said kind of hurt They finally turned attention to me “Your outfit is amazing mom” Zion said first “You and dad compliment each other. I mean there's a bit of rivalry between batman and Catwoman but they loved each other” William noted

he whined. I cocked my head as the strange words permeated my brain. Alfred was whining. Alfred never whined. He wasn’t called viking solely because he resembled a bear in human form. As stoic and emotionless as I usually was, Alfred took it to a whole other level. Taciturn did not even begin to describe him, yet for some reason, he looked like he was moments away from breaking into a tantrum. “If you have something to say, Alfred, I suggest you spit it out.”

They couldn’t leave her there alone in the dark, damp cell. The fools had the chance to joke and harass her, but they did none of that. Were they that brainwashed by the high priest? Alfred appeared like a wise father figure, but it was all a joke. The man was a bumbling old fool. He couldn’t keep a single thought straight if his life depended on it. Alfred was always researching something or searching for some secret meaning he’d imagined might exist.