Joker Anarchy Novels & Stories

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.

“They’ve been … running a fighting ring on the side. Using wolves from other packs as bait. They didn’t care who … or how many they killed. They just wanted blood. I was trying to expose him to Creed Volkov and got closer to them, but Legacy caught on and wanted to teach me a lesson.” “Fucking hell,” Orion snarls, his fists slamming into the table hard enough to make it shake. Orion takes a step closer, his voice sharp. “You’re telling me they threw you in a pit like some fucking animal?” Aeron flinches at Orion’s words, and I shoot him a look. /Dial it down./ I say over the mind link, but hell, I’m just as angry. “That kid’s gone too far, Nero,” Orion grits out. “He’s got the bloodlines to

“What do you want, Joker? Enough of this Joker madness, what is your name?” He made his way towards me. His hair was damp from the rain, and I couldn't shake off the fact that he had a slight resemblance to Archer. I shook off that feeling and just waited for his response. “Well, Malysh, there's a lot I want, but you're making it very difficult for me. Firstly, why the fuck are you fleeing from Archer when we had an agreement already?” “Because I'm sick and tired of that misogynistic fucker, he only sees me as an object, nothing more nothing less. And I'll be damned to stay even a second longer with such a man. All you men are fuckers, fuck you all.

Her voice rose clear in his mind: *"You're my little Joker." The words startled him so much he nearly spoke aloud. It felt as though she were truly speaking to him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the deck of cards, flipping through them until he found the Joker. Above the word, in his mother's handwriting, were the words *"You're my little."* Jack ran his finger across the letters, feeling the faint impression in the cardstock. Something tight in his chest began to loosen. He let out a breath, then found himself laughing quietly. Anne glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "Are you okay, dear?"

He'd say hi and pretend to be shopping. Hanna told Maverick and Jax about it. Jax said he'd take care of it. He'd contact BJ Jr the Joker's Prez. Jax went to the Joker's MC to meet with BJ Jr. When he got back, he told Maverick it was being handled. And to just act like nothing was going on for now. One evening Hanna got home before Maverick. When she walked into the bedroom her sexy black lingo was laid out on her bed with a red rose lying beside it.

Leaving those words behind, Joker turned and walked away without looking back. However, on his way back, he suddenly felt unwell. He started coughing violently and soon tasted the metallic tang of blood in his throat. Joker's expression changed. He hadn't expected Nash to have inflicted internal injuries on him. Having come from the same rigorous training ground as Micah and been by his side for years, Joker rarely encountered anyone who could match him. The recent fight with Nash had been intense. If Micah and Nina had arrived just a minute or two later, he might have ended up as Nash's defeated opponent.

"I don't need any favors, any time you feeling froggy, jump. Now, like I said, you and your band of rednecks keep it moving; I don't want anyone mistaking this for something that it ain't." "You'd do well to have me as a friend, boy; I make a terrible enemy." I was sick of his threats, and the glow from my woman's loving had worn off dealing with this shit, so I was back to feeling mean. I pulled my phone again and typed in one last order. "I don't deal with idiots; they take way too much time and effort. There's no cure for fuck stupid, and you've got a terminal case, dumb fuck." I turned to head back inside because we were pretty much done for now anyway.

Jared said to them “Jared, I need you to rethink that decision” Xavier said “Rethink? Look at what they did to her! All of this happened because I have been thinking. Maybe it is time for me to stop thinking and start acting!” Jared said to him “I am sorry to interrupt this but we might have a bigger problems on our hands” Louis said to him “What is more important than Alice’s health?” Jared asked her with disgust already creeping into his voice “Let me break it down for you. If they have the baby of an Alpha, they already have all they need to release the ripper from the ancestral world and being it here! We have to stop them before it is too late!” Louis said to him

I couldn’t help but smile at the fascination that sparked in his eyes. “What on bloody earth is that?” he asked. “A magic mirror,” I teased before explaining to him the best way I could what exactly a television set was. I asked if he wanted to watch a movie, recalling the extensive DVD collection we’d found earlier that night. I asked him to pick a movie and he returned with two interesting picks: Chicago and the Godfather. It was almost a reflection of the kind of person that he was – a musician and a killer whose loyalty to family stood above all else – either way, tormented, with darkness constantly looming over him.

Jax’s POV I sat comfortably, perched on the broadest branch of the dense tree with neutralizers sprayed everywhere on me, courtesy Aunt Nyssa with a beer in my hand as I peered down and watched the unsuspecting rogue army drown themselves in gallons of alcohol and dance like shit to the songs playing on the DJ. However, I did a double take when I saw three unwanted jokers out there ! What the hell are they doing here ? And why the fuck are the rogues fighting amongst themselves all of a sudden ?