Joker Anarchy Novels & Stories

Why was she not Harley? All night long Jack pondered. He felt so defeated. Jack raised his finger up and pointed towards the corner of the ceiling. He began tracing the floral motif in the air. His arm soon became tired and it flopped down. He sighed and reached into his pocket. Jack pulls out the Joker card that Harley returned. He noticed how worn it looked. The edges were frayed and the colors were faded. He rubbed the card in-between his fingers and started flipping it back and forth. The card slipped from his hand and it came barreling down towards his face. Jack flinched. The cool surface of the card now laid over his right eye. He could see the face of the Joker. It looked darker and

“You saw what they did to Margo. You want to hand her over to someone that would do that to another person?” “It doesn’t involve us!” Cinder yelled, slamming his fist on the table. “It does involve us!” Joker yelled, pushing out of his chair. “You and Margo were close! She was your friend! What the hell is wrong with you? And you!” Joker’s voice boomed out across the room silencing the others as he turned on the other young man that had spoken up in favor of turning Maribell over to Bernard. He jabbed a finger in his chest and advanced on him. He didn’t care if he ended up violating club law as he grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.

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.

While this one who jumped with bent legs and disproportionately disproportionate uncontrolled cellular growth and in total a hormonal tax coming from the graphically enlarged horde of uncontrolled bent like inverted springs. Even, without the aid of ropes, jumping with momentum from one roof, towards another roof, to the other side of the building, without reasoning, when, he waited, destroying other buildings and parapets, turning his face as if being boneless and throwing a blast of what looked like magma. Then it was soon imploding, without taking him to the factory or the drug distributor, the Joker and Freak factory and when he least expected it, he landed in the last factory where over

she said “I don’t think they have a choice. You told me to do what I have to do and that is exactly what I am going to do. I already gave an order and whoever disobeys it would have to face the consequences. One of those orders is you don’t kill other people except you’re attacked” Jared said “Yeah, and their know that. That is why they have not killed anybody, yet!” Alice said “Then let’s hope things remain that way” Jared said “Remain what way? They are vandalizing properties, Jared”

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

Aesthetic's POV: “ Let me introduce myself first. “ The man with a friendly personality exclaimed and stand up with full of excitement. He have this very alluring smile but an eyes that can make thousands of women cry. His hair was shaggy, opposite to his face but his presence was very light. As if he can't hurt you, but I know that those fangs of him can torn my own flesh apart. Though I’m not that scared to him, but I won't let my guards down. “ My name is Joker, but I prefer to be called as Jake. “ He said while looking at me with his lips stretched widely. I don’t know if I'm gonna laugh or what, but his name sounds so funny. Joker? Well, his sunny personality proves it. “ And yeah! I’m

He assumed yet again. “Yes, I am Joker, Your Excellency. In a world full of toxic productivity and hustle culture, we need voices like you to remind us that we are equal in the eyes of others. We also learned that not all jobs would be monetarily gainful. You can do some things just to make yourself smile and feel happy. We love your ideology and we feel valid.” “Such as?” Joker stepped forward, stroking his chin on top of his mask. “For instance, the charity work that we are constantly doing.”

“ I’ll handle it “ I snap. I flick the joint at Joker and he jumps up brushing the lit joint off his jeans with a curse. “ Dick “ he mutters, glaring at me. I smirk and stand to my full height , Joker was tall , but I was taller. “ Yup “ I agree , I pick up the folder off of the desk and have to stop myself rolling my eyes at the crime scene photos. So sloppy , so fucking messy. The kill looked ammature too. “ Keep on this, get Skip to hack whatever he can think of to get more information. Whoever this is , is pissing me off. No one goes against The Sinners like this and gets to walk away “ I snap throwing the folder down. I grab the keys for my sports bike and my helmet and walk past them.