Batman: The Black Casebook Novels & Stories

He could say these were some old articles since the color and texture of the paper is quite different. He read the other articles about Bryan and he could feel something was strange in these articles. Until one article made his brows crumpled and his breathing unsteady. “Murdered Detectives Case: Closed by City Police for Unknown Reason”

Kate asked. “Well, watching this vid partly reminds me of Batman Year Two.” “Batman Year Two?” “Yeah, you know, the next Batman movie that will star Robert Pattinson.” “Okay…” “Yeah, Batman Year Two is a much more raw and unpolished version of the Dark Knight. When you watch your Glitch streams, you can see Ecto becoming the highly efficient, OP player he was meant to be but, at the same time, he’s vulnerable. It’s like he bleeds at every hit, and dies a little before every regeneration. And then he comes back more determined than ever. I swear he gives me John Wick vibes; the ultimate Sigma Male. The game bosses become more and more hardcore and…”

I say landing a light slap by hand on her bum. "Yes, I'm very bad, what are you gonna do about it?" She asks wiggling her bum, wanting more. My hand wouldn't do justice with someone like her, she wanted more, I'll give her more. I left her on the bed, wiggling, lifting her bum showing off the firmness of her behind, the show was spectacular but it wasn't all I'm here for. In the drawer I had some paddles hidden, a wooden one that'll do a great job of tanning someone's bum in just a few slaps, a smaller one with holes in it, this one was lighter, but would make Devil feel something for sure.

My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called. New vampires? I thought, does that mean when they’re children? I wondered as I picked it up. Just as I pulled it out from its resting place, I heard a small thump behind it. I looked into the bookshelf to see an old black book had fallen behind the ones in front. Setting the one in my hand on a little wooden table next to me, I picked up the black book. I took in a sharp inhale of breath when I saw the same detailed pattern that was on the dagger Kyan had shown me. ‘The hunters’ was all it said on the front, the same book Kyan and Zekan had spent days looking for.

The moment one of the guards gripped Eleanore a little too harshly, the beta let out a deep, vibrating growl that echoed off the stone walls, making the guard immediately let go of her arm with a flinch. Before we could even catch our breath, we were hauled outside and shoved into the back of a black transport car. The heavy doors slammed shut behind us, and the engine roared to life, tearing away from the ruins of the amphitheater to take us wherever cruel fate had decided to lay our path.

Black hole. Hamish was looking at the woman who was lying on his couch with a frown on her face. Or rather, the thief... He had carried her into his living room and then he had looked for anything on her to identify her but she had no papers so he had to take a picture of her to send to a friend to search in the American databases... He would like to have a drink but he was afraid that the young woman would run away... He wondered why he was unable to call the police... That's what all normal people do after discovering a thief in their house...

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"

“He’ll be finished soon. The real question is—what happens after?” Diego’s eyes narrowed, suspicious of the pointed question. “After?” Diego asked. “We take everything he has. His men, his territory. The Blackthorn Syndicate becomes a footnote in history.” Mateo leaned forward. “And who leads after that? You?” The room fell silent, the tension palpable. Diego stared at Mateo, his jaw tightening. “Careful, Mateo. You’re playing a dangerous game.” Diego said coldly. Mateo shrugged. “I’m just saying, sharing power isn’t exactly your style.”

“Give me the damn case.” He backs up a step. “I’m not sure that’s a great idea, baby girl.” “Theo,” Nathan says, his voice calm but firm. “Whatever it is, she has a right to see it.” Mark’s glare sharpens. “Get the fuck off my things!” Theo doesn’t bother answering him. He drops the black case on the table like it’s toxic, then flips the latch open. I stare down at it, confused at first. There are photos inside, printed, glossy, high-quality. I pick up a handful and flip through the top few, and then everything stills.

10 Balto “Where’s my money?” I bypassed all of Case’s security and made it into the large room that served as an office. There was a dining table scattered with papers, and Case sat there with his brother across the table from him. Case looked up, his green eyes burning with savage fire. He was a strong man with his muscular shoulders and chiseled forearms, and his profound poker face made him a respectable opponent, but he was no match for me. No one was.