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When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

“My breasts hurt because there are f-king metal bars shoved through the nipples. My clit throbs because someone thought that shoving metal through that was a good idea too. My skin feels tight and burning because I have four tattoos that I didn’t volunteer for. Not to mention the fact that I’m supposed to be home in Kabramatta, and not a f-king prisoner for three demented psychopaths in their back-woods and probably off the grid house. Pray tell me, how should I act?” “Well,” Heath said dryly from behind her. “At least we know that whatever f-king progress we had thought we’d made, we clearly haven’t. Funny how you are so compliant until you get what you f-king want, and then that razor shar

"Batman wouldn't be Batman without The Joker and Superman wouldn't be Superman without Lex Luthor." All fours guys were staring at me as if I'd grown a second head but I continued talking nonetheless. "The bad guys are what makes superheroes, superheroes, so no, I'm not choosing either one. I'm sticking with Thanos and The Joker, though Thanos isn't a villain if you really think about it." "You wound me Alexis," Nick said placing a hand on his chest and feigning hurt, "I don't know who you are." "And you never will." Everyone agreed with him but I just shrugged and continued eating.

His jaw was locked, his chest rising and falling “Who the fuck are you?” the guy asked his eyes still on Anjali who peaked over her husband‘s shoulders “Her husband,” Arun said “Damn lucky bastard, “ the guy said laughing and the couple realized the filthy in his tone, Arun immediately held the guy’s shirt collar “Relax man! Are you sure you can keep a woman like her satisfied? I mean, with a face and body like that, she must be.” Arun’s world stopped and Anjali saw it on his face but before the man could complete Arun’s fist slammed into the man’s jaw so hard that the guy staggered backwards

His eyes locked onto mine. “If he ever hurts you again…” His words dropped like a stone in my chest, and I froze. “I will willingly kill.” I blinked. Shock stole my breath. My first reaction was disbelief. Then, against my better judgment, I let out a laugh. It was harsh, incredulous, but it came out anyway. “You… already know how to joke now, huh?” Jaron’s lips twitched, almost the ghost of a smile, but his voice remained steady, calm, and terrifyingly sincere. “I’m not joking.”

“Private, huh? Don’t tell me you’re considering her request... I know you’ve been off your dating game lately, but that’s low.” Heath frowned. He was not off his game, he was out of it entirely… by choice. He was tired of pasting on a smile and playing someone else, someone he no longer wanted to be. “Of course not. I’m trying to keep a low profile. Somewhere I can get in and out without anyone noticing me.” “Dr. Lovejoy!!!” Two women slipped past the bouncer holding back the crowd and raced toward him, yelling at the top of their lungs. Heath took a bracing step backward and held his breath. Before they could reach him, another bouncer provided by the club intercepted them.

“And who the fuck turned Heath into a fucking cyborg? Is he a wooden puppet or is there a real boy under the veneer? Does not compute? Is this what studying law does to a person? Knock-knock, handsome, is anyone but the woodworms at home?” Rhett slapped the sketch book shut and rose to his feet, stalking towards her, his nostrils flaring with the force of his anger. “When did you become a f-king bitch? Who turned Heath into a f-king cyborg? She’s standing there snarking whilst she holds a long f-king black after spending the night f-king a lumberjack from Zeus f-king Forest Works. Does that compute, princess?”

“I don’t care what we were formed for. As long as we’re all together, I’m sure that we will be alright.” “We’ll see,” Heath sighed it out and then grabbed Cameron’s arse. “Everyone’s busy,” he said, his eyes lighting. Cameron grinned. “Is your arse up to another round after Rhett’s f-ked you?” “I was planning on f-king you,” Heath rolled them. “Those piercings, though,” he smirked. “They’re f-king hot,” Cameron agreed. “On him, they are,” Heath reached between them and closed his hand around Cameron’s c-ck. “But I like this c-ck just as it is. Agreed?”

"You're not even ashamed? I believe I just saw your boss get beaten in his own game. And just as I expected, you planned to cheat didn't you?" Hearing the voice, Jake turned to look and was stunned. 'The old man?' Jake pushed himself up to one knee, he could feel his wound healing at an accelerated rate. Seeing Jake stand up on his two feet, Ithel was shocked and he grimaced when he heard the crowds cheers. "Hero!" "Hero!" "Hero!" Lifting his arm halfway to salute, Jake walked over to join the two. "Old man, you're still alive," Jake said. "Did you think I would die at my young age?" Heathen Heart said before he chuckled.

“C’mere, Prez, and I mean double-time.” Stomping footsteps approached, and then Nails Paxton was in the doorway of Ace’s bedroom, looking ten kinds of seriously-pissed. Ever since that anonymous phone call had come in from someone claiming that Ace Cuddy had killed Kirk, Warren ‘Derby’ Kane (Joker’s own cousin), and Shay Alcott, it had been one hell of a day, and Joker knew that what he had to show Nails was only going to make for a much worse night.