Clark Kent X Bruce Wayne Novels & Stories

"We need to establish total territory dominion before the Metropolis Commission calls the next commission board meeting," Rodolpho Simmons says, pouring another heavy glass of bourbon inside the Don's Private Suite. Clark Kent steps closer, adjusting his dark silk trousers where his small manhood is already showing a slight twitch. "I am fully aware that my physical presence isn't what you need to protect the family bloodline, Rodolpho. I know I am not the dominant alpha you require in the bedroom."

The three of us said in unison as we looked at each other while Clark was chilling in his seat. “It’s a ring mark, you clueless people!” “How did you even know that, you idiot!” Chris walks straight away to Clark, and then, the twins quarreled like eight years old. Tara and I just looked at each other and laughed. Chris and Clark are close twins. They acknowledge each other, and the majority concurred on everything, but sometimes, they attack themselves as a habit. They are identical; the only difference is Chris has a tiny scar on his right brow. Also, their attitudes describe the best of them.

Kai said all excited, and I felt like crying. "Kid, the Dynamic Duo is Batman and Robin, they're the good guys, not villains!" At this point, I thought we were more like Pinky and the Brain or that other one with the yellow minions. "Oh yeah, right, Evil One! Forgot about that. But hey, I'm really digging our partnership!" Kai said and did a fist bump to his chest before pointing at me. I felt like Dick Dastardly himself! "Don't want me to send Stephany over to take care of business? She's young but experienced, gives amazing head, will keep you relaxed."

Therefore, he brought along the top combat power of his gang. "Clark, please explain to me what happened to my daughter," Harriett implored. Clark was the leader of Scarlet Star, and Harriett received him warmly. He even prepared a meal for him. Clark appeared to be around fifty years old, but his muscular physique was comparable to that of a young man's. Compared to the refined Harriett sitting opposite him, Clark seemed much more rugged and was even more imposing.

They had to be careful at all times. Clark subtly reached for the knife hidden behind his back, but the twins noticed and swiftly rolled across the grass to retrieve the weapon they had thrown there earlier when they were talking to Clarence. “Daddy, no!” Clarence screamed, trying to run toward them as they began fighting, but his mother held him back. “Clarence! You don’t know them! They might be here to kill us!” “That’s not true, Mommy! I can feel it—they’re good people!” The twins continued to spar with Clark. They hadn’t planned on revealing themselves yet—partly because they had missed fighting their uncle.

I queried as I looked at him. "You know!!" Clark said with a broad smile. "He is part of the moon brotherhood." He snapped as he looked at me. He smirked as he saw my reaction of my jaw dropping immediately. "What do you mean by he is part of the moon brother?" I gasped. My eyes glistened. "The moon brotherhood consists of five different bloodlines, remember?" Clark shrugged as he looked at me. "And?" "Jayson Holmes." He responded briefly. I couldn't help but remain completely shocked.