Bruce Wayne Novels & Stories

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.

She did her old woman move, palms upturned. “What? Like Professor X?” “Sort of,” said Claire. Maurice’s reaction was a mixture of stunned and outraged. “Why couldn’t I get that ability? Everyone’s got powers except me.” I guess Maurice was due his turn on the gripe wheel. “Batman doesn’t have superpowers,” I said in an effort to ease his rancour. “Yes, he does. He was born a billionaire. That’s pretty fucking powerful.”

The dashboard opened, revealing bundles of banknotes. She stopped and looked at him incredulously. “Fuck! What are you? Some sort of Mafia ?” “That's irrelevant,” he took out a fat bundle of cash.” This is twice the cost of that piece of junk which you were driving. Take it.” He waved the bundle towards her. Lisa wasn't sure if she should take him seriously or not. “Who are you? Superman?” He chuckled, and one corner of his mouth turned up in that amused smile he'd been wearing off and on all night. “I prefer Batman. I don't think I can pull off that atrocious red and blue leotard.”

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

With a growl, he started off to their hideout still fuming. Still in his wolf form, he crept into the place through the backdoor which only he knows and changed back to his human form. His teeth clenched hard as he located his clothes and bundled himself up. His name is Arthur Murray. The Alpha king of the Crescent moon pack. The image of the human hunter that had chased him in the woods still lingered in his head and made his blood boil the more. He had only let his wolf out for a little hunting, having no idea he would bump into the one he and every werewolves dreads the most. Pure Humans! The sight of a werewolf makes their fingers itch to kill.

He has dark hair, light brown eyes, and strawberry skin. He is English but has an American accent since he constantly travels. His luna, like me, is his mother since he has no mate. Her name is Charity Knite, and they share similar features. His Betas were Alister Tanning and Heunace Pennyworth, a biracial Swedish man.

He definitely had enough life to walk and it was even easier for me because he could not even see me because of not enough light around. –--- ~ FLASHBACK ~ –---- He staggered towards his car and I cut him off as Thunder on the empty highway on his way home. Now even if someone saw me, it would be very difficult for them to know that I am Nicholas, a well-known professor at Silver Valley High. And now it was going to be even more fun to torture him. Seeing me — Thunder — he started backing his car out of fear, but when I climbed on his car and started hitting his roof, he tried to run away like an uncontrollable rat out of fear.

Damien paced restlessly around his room angry and frustrated. He had a bad temper which was almost impossible to subdue whenever triggered because of his wolf nature, apparently and also because he was Alpha. The rage, lust and anger that came with it was sometimes uncontrollable. That rage was taking its toll now on Damien with the thought of his parents’ murders constantly. He kept walking around from left to right and back around his room critically thinking of how to capture the Rogues’ Alpha.

I drove into his garage and parked my car. As I climbed down, I was startled to find him standing a few feet away from where I stood. “Geez, you scared me,” I said, locking my car and walking up to meet him. “Well, well, look who we have here. Bruce Wayne in the flesh.” My face furrowed as I stared at him with an arched brow quizzically. He pointed to the car and my outfits. I can't believe he called me that because of my choice of color. His mouth widened into a tauntful grin, from ear to ear.

What Eden didn’t know was that Bruce was actually a subordinate to Alexander and was the big boss of the underground world in the city back then. While Bruce was pretending to be a normal guy, he was actually a very powerful man who worked for the Cross family. Bruce Daniels was also the one who trained the current kings of The Tri-Pride Gang to be who they are right now. Unfortunately, Alan Butch, Spencer Shine, and Billy Light had thoroughly disappointed Alexander. That was why he had called over their mentor. Alexander smiled at Bruce. “Hey, I haven’t been hearing your name a lot in the underground world lately. Actually, I’ve barely heard about you at all in years. What’s up?