Jester Joker Novels & Stories

There, the Joker frowned and tears streamed down his face. “This is you.” Rhett put the card in his hand. “You’re a fucking joker. You know that, right?” Jax turned the card over and took in the sleek design. It was thick and more of a lightweight metal that was so thin it mimicked paper. “What’s does a joker symbolize?” he asked. “You know I’m not a card player like you.”

He revels in it, his laughter echoin' through the room, fillin' the space with a twisted sense of joy. “Ya an asshole,” I mutter, unsure of what else to say, feelin' the weight of the situation pressin' down on me. “Oh, I’m hurt!” Joker exclaims, his hand flyin' up to his heart in mock agony. “Ouch,” he adds with an exaggerated pout, clearly enjoyin' every second of this. I roll my eyes at his theatrics. “I might need to tell my daughter ya bad for 'er,” he laughs.

Jester continued to unleash his power, as well as his illusionary magic that overwhelmed Max and the others. "We can't go on like this, Ron. We need to get to Elle and Ivory and get them to do something in there," Max said to Ronan, who was getting tired as all their resistance ended in a deadlock. Jester is not a wolf who relies solely on his physical strength but also his magical abilities. "I'm just worried that Elder Elle and Luna Ivory are in the same predicament, Alpha. What should we do now?"

When faced with a nutter making you a crazy offer you can be sure rejecting it will only produce an even worse counter-offer. “You know, I’m not sure what it is you want from me. I’m not saying no, I’m simply not sure what’s on the table.” “We don’t want anything from you!” said the Jester, as though the very idea was preposterous. “We want to give to you. Anything you desire. Wouldn’t you like to fly? Be as strong as a giant? Rip your enemies apart with your bare hands. Oh. Oh. The power, think about the power. My lips are moist at the thought of it.” There was a slobbering sound like a tongue running over lips. At least, that’s what I hoped it was.

His memories was like a ghost that haunts her these past five years. That's how they looked like when Ace entered the car. His delicate brows suddenly arched. "Oh wow, are you two dating?!" he suddenly asked when he saw them intimately hugging (at least to him) and then he burst into laughter as if he saw something outrageous and awkward at that very moment. "Ofcourse not sir!" they both answered. She suddenly pulled herself away from Jake and quicky put on her eye glasses back after wiping her tears. "There is nothing wrong if you like each other" he added with a knowing look in his handsome face.

When it was Viper's turn, Joker stood up. "Let's do this as a family" he suggested and Dom and Decker sat down to rest as he joined me after I agreed. Viper smirked, "Bring it on. I've always hated you both. Joker thinks he's soooo crazy. Bullshit. He's a coward. Petal's a worthless whore that I should have killed when we were kids." I saw I flash of anger in Jokers eyes before his mask came down. I knew that look on him. Things were about to get messy and I was here for it.

But still, one thing he had to mention. “Jester was still alive yesterday. Who knows, maybe, he will be able to strengthen our pack.” “If it happens so, question him in detail about what really happened that night. Make him aware that his honour has suffered a lot.” “Yes, sir!” Stacy confirmed once more and left the office. The black beast picked up from the table Jenn’s clothes and squeezed. He realised that he wanted from her something more than just the money. Jester was lying alone inside a cavern in a place immersed in darkness. But, because of the candle standing on the bedside table, there was a chance to see his head bandaged in a white dressing.

She walked towards him and hit him in the back of his head. "What are you wearing, Al? We are not on the beach for sh*t's sake!" she exclaimed. The good looking man frowned. "No one has a violent reaction to my clothes except you." Maia put her hands on her waist. "First, they are afraid of you, and second, they find you hot. But, not me." "Well, that's my charm," the guy laughed. "How disgusting," she shook her head in disappointment. Alcot Blake Basil, the twelfth rank ambassador and the youngest wolf in the council. He is the Queen's nephew, also known as The Joker, for he is a clever, smart, and strong wolf, but cunning, cruel, brutal, and has a lot of mysteries under his sleeves.

“I meant everything that I said out there, because I really do get it. If I were in your position, I’d do the same, and I know it. You do what you need to do.” “Fuck, man,” Nails said, greatly amused now. “You running for sainthood or something?” “Saint Ace,” Joker sneered. “That’s what you’re after?” Ace said nothing. “Hey, Joker,” Nails said. “Know what I remember about most saints from my Catholic school days?” “Nuh-uh,” Joker said. “What?”

The people who ruined her life. She glared at them as she noted down their faces, height, build, and everything. There were six men and one woman. They all had tattoos of a cat in their left arm except for the last one. He sat majestically on a chair behind her, smoking a cigar. He was wearing dark glasses and a face cap, successfully covering most of his face. Jade could guess that he was the mastermind. The others were just working for him. When she would take her revenge, he'd be the one to suffer most.