Joker Batman Heath Novels & Stories

I didn’t laugh at all. “Tell me what I want to fucking know,” I said. The laughing ended before he took a sip of wine. “It would seem that Harrison was spying for a Mr. Jonathan Lewis. But Jordan might have already told you that.” “She did,” I lied, “so you better have something good for me.”

Time passed quickly when you were occupied. “You’re ridiculous! How can you say Superman is better than Batman?! I give up on you.” – Jordan. 10:35pm. “I don’t really? I don’t think I could if I tried, not anymore, but you’re wrong. Just saying.” – Jordan. 11:15pm. He smiled honestly before sending a text back and calling it a night. “The feeling’s mutual.” Derrick didn’t confirm what feeling he was mutual about to Jordan’ frustration when he text him twice demanding to know which one.

He was a bit taller than Harrison, which he’d rubbed in his older brother’s face when they’d been teenagers, although Harrison was stockier compared to Caleb’s almost lanky frame. Heath DiMarco was the opposite of Caleb in every way: a fifth grade teacher, he wore glasses and didn’t date around, although Harrison knew that his friend wasn’t as awkward with the ladies as he seemed to want people to think. Heath was a handsome guy, underneath the suit jackets and messy, auburn-colored hair. “How’s it going?” Caleb asked as Harrison sat down next to him. Caleb motioned to the bartender. She gave him a heated look before sashaying over to them.

"Yes, if you weigh more than 100kg, I'll give you two doses because I only have a few grams here." "Give me two doses anyway, I take so much that I might need another later," the man stretched out his hand and received two pills. "If you're feeling bad at lunchtime, take two more. There's more here," she said, handing him a thermos bottle of water. It was also pink with a cat-shaped lid. "The beginning of psychopathy is coffee without sugar, cold showers, and taking medicine without water," she commented casually. "I like cold showers," Miguel replied with a smile at that comment.

He notices her eyes on him ad tells her, “Your bags are in your room. First door on the right. The door directly across from it is the bathroom. And honestly, it's the only two doors down there so you won't get lost.” “Okay, thanks.” They stand in awkward silence for a moment until Heath finally says, “Sit. Let's sit. It might be better if we sit down, right?” That is when Kimmy realizes that the good beta, Heath Dyers, is nervous. He is turned upside down right now and shaken up. And that thrills Kimmy. Heath is the original tin man, born without a heart. Or if he has one, it is made of stone. He displays all the emotional range of a marble statue. He is so cold and calculated, never appear

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.

Heath could not have spoken righteously on Frank's behalf just like what Theo said, as Heath abhorred Frank. This all merely seemed hilarious to Fane. On top of that, he remembered that Heath was unable to stay awake after being wounded by the masked man. How could he be in the mood to look at other things at that moment?

Diamond "That b-tch must be contained. She's a wild card and is liable to put us all at great risk. Queen " I totally agree with you. I wonder what the boss sees in her. She's nothing but a liability. Joker "It's true but I can't deny that she's a tasty dish. That crazy b--tch is fine as hell. It's a shame that she's mental. Queen " (jealous) Your eyes definitely need medication. What's so special about that psycho? Joker "Say whatever you want but just accept the fact she's a lot more attractive and s-xier than you.

These invaders must have spread the rumors of his betrayal to stir commotion in the Corynthean martial arts world so they could catch them all at once. It was the least of Heath's concern now if it was their trap, though. His family had been wiped out, and there was no vengeance for his country anymore. What was left was his strong grudge because of his family. Heath, who had been seriously injured, took the flight to the other end of the ocean and started living in Ansela. He later founded The Liberated, and until his death, he was hung up on returning to Corynthea one day to settle the blood debt with the martial arts world there!

Lorenzo strolls up looking excited as he punches a rogue knocking him to the ground. "It is a good day to kill",he yells a battle cry and attacks as his men follow. I shake my head as two jump at me but I side step and they fall face first into the dirt. "I bet that hurt",I mock them as they struggle to get up. They are dirty and most probably don't know what day it is. "Joker is here!",is yelled. "In pieces",I add as they scream and launch at me. Jason slams one to the ground and stands but before I can scream to watch out a knife goes in his side and he grunts as he kicks the man away.