Batman Superman Alfred Novels & Stories

If Selene had not listened in on them, she might have gotten intimidated, seeing all those scars on his face, particularly the long slash in his left eyes. Also, she can’t help but feel this sense of pity for the group behind the fellow, seeing as they were the same age as she was. It took a few seconds before the old one shook his head, forcing himself to return to his senses. “Hi. I’m Alfred, Alfred Delton. I’m standing in as the leader for this rowdy bunch of misfits that was stupid enough to kidnap you.” The old one put on his sweetest smile, lowering his head enough to pass up as a bow.

Helga said and showed a gentle smile. Alfred's phone suddenly rang. He pulled it from his pockets and saw that it was Damian calling him. 'What should I tell him?' Alfred asked in his mind, panicking about how he's going to tell his master. He walks a few feet away from Amelia as he places his phone on top of his ear. "S-Sire" Alfred said, stuttering. "Did something happen?" Damian asked. It was rare for his butler to stutter so he felt that something must have happened.

Unwilling to accept his fate, he darted toward the gate once again without hesitation to escape before Alfred and Leon had the time to react. "You won't get away!" Alfred snorted and sent off a wave of powerful true energy at the Southern Boss. "The Peak Almighty State!" Leon and Arthur were stunned and finally understood how Alfred managed to send the Southern Boss flying into the mansion. Indeed, Alfred's power level reached the Peak Almighty State. Leon thought that he knew Alfred well and according to what he remembered, Alfred was still at the Advanced Almighty State a few days ago, so he was caught by surprise. What he was not aware of was that Alfred reached the Advanced Almighty Stat

“He will be your driver and companion in your little escapade” The bulk guy bowed a little as a form of greeting. Alfred is a tall fellow. He is probably 6’7’’ with a well-built body. With just the appearance, you can already see that the guy is a great fighter, not to mention the too many to ignore small scars around his body. ‘This will be hard’ Just comparing Alfred’s and mine’s physiques you can already see that I am at a huge disadvantage. I kind of expected how hard the battle, if worse comes to worst, would be but I am not even sure if I can take one down.

But then Alfred broke the silence. “Well this is nice,” Alfred said. “Just some drinks with friends. Shall we, shall we cheers? To friendship?” Leave it to Alfred to call out the elephant in the room. Everyone lifted their glasses and reluctantly clinked them together. Alfred continued, determined to lighten the mood. “Mercy is it?” he said, looking across the table. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Alfred, Amelia’s brother. Amelia’s BETTER brother,” he smiled salaciously.

the Lord of the Moon said. “Yes, benevolent being; we are famished already,” Alfred said. The Lord of the Moon sauntered in and came out with a plateful of potatoes. “Take this…, and what’s your name?” the Lord of the Moon said and handed the plateful of potatoes to Alfred. “Thank you benevolent being; I am Alfred, the lead warrior of California,” Alfred said. “Wow!! You look like one. Please, eat your food while I bring water for you,” the Lord of the Moon said and walked away.

Dante thumped to the ground, groaning in pain as Alfred pulled the lever. Alfred roughly grabbed him and pushed him into a chair to face me. I wasn't surprised by Alfred's strength; he was a retired soldier who, for reasons best known to him, had decided to become a butler. "Who are you working for? I refuse to believe all this was a coincidence. You left your duty post without requesting backup or a replacement, and at the same time, someone tried to kill my wife. It's obvious you are in cahoots with whoever attacked her.

The one name Alfredo looked him over with clinical eyes, "So, I assume you are Ryan Snyder, Alpha of Fire-Moon pack?" Ryan took the hand offered, his wolf warning him to tread carefully. He did not answer, but nodded in affirmation. He felt a powerful emotion surging up against him, only he could not place what exactly it was. Alfredo's eyes were sizing him up, yet never offered any indication, on how he came to know who he was; but spoke like Ryan was a topic of a particular discussion. "And you are...?" he dragged the question impulsively. Alfredo smirked, "You are implying that overcautious Beta of yours, did not say anything about me?"

He banged at the door again. But there was still no response. He kept banging till the door finally opened. Liam's jaw practically dropped as he stared at the person in front of him. His rival. His nemesis. It was Alfred. What the fuck is Alfred doing here? “Hey, bro,” Alfred greeted with a cocky grin. His first few buttons of his shirts were unbuttoned and all over his faces were smudges of red lipsticks. The mere sight of him made Liam's blood boil.

He fixed his gaze on the boss, who was now kneeling, looking utterly defeated. "Allow me to introduce myself," Alfred began, his voice steady and clear. "My name is Alfred, Alfred Vanderwood." “I’m the new Alpha King.”