Joker Heroes Novels & Stories

"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.

She pressed on without pause, "If none of that appeals to you, that's fine. Name your price. Whatever you want, I'll do my best to make it happen." K's gaze flicked sideways, then returned to her for the first time. "Who's Joker?" Isolde froze. "Joker? You mean the legendary hacker?" How was she supposed to know who that was? Then the earlier message came back to her. Someone had sent her K's location, and whoever it was had breached his cybersecurity and defensive protocols with ease. That alone spoke volumes. Could Joker be the one behind it? A spark of admiration lit K's eyes. "Only one person has ever beaten me at this game, and it was him. Let me meet him, and I'll consider joining you.

“They had their patches cut from their jackets, and then they fucked off.” So, Cook is no longer part of the Chrome Gods; he’s fully moved over to Don’s side. That complicates things. Don’s already relocated, and we have no idea where the hell he’s hidin' now. “Well, from now on, ya part of the Cursed Kings,” Joker declares, makin' the guy’s eyes widen. “You’ll still be Chrome Gods, but ya under our name now.” I groan, rubbin' my temples. “Ya can’t just take over an entire club, Joker.”

Jerome Heywood took over the research, possibly hoping to find more secrets about the vast cosmos. They were the heroes who had helped save the planet as well as the entire multiverse. Of course there were other heroes who went unmentioned simply because a certain Jasmine Harinakshi had opted not to give away that information. Jasmine had gone on to become a journalist, using the videos she had taken with her phone during the battle to develop a documentary which she had to edit otherwise the world would have known the identities of all the heroes—both masked and unmasked.

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

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

After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the policemen who helped me and quickly switched to a different hotel after that. It was only then that my tension finally eased up. I felt my pounding heart slowly calm down after stepping into my new hotel room. A short while later, however, I received a notification on my phone. Randell and Evelyn had made it official and gone public about it. They posted a photo of their hands tightly holding each other under the street lamp, and the accompanying caption said, "You're my hero." I was just about to block Evelyn on all my social media too when she suddenly privately messaged me and said, "Cassidy, you've probably already seen my post

It was then that he realized why they had nothing better to do, after all, Dark-Dragon seemed the only one they could challenge with intelligence. Besides, the other heroes were just wall-breakers, and mania for punching others in the face, it was when it should be commonplace, the plots of each of them, against Dark - Dragon, so there were countless catalogues, graphics, and spreadsheets on the walls of whose turn it was, at what time, it was indicating... Joker... - So, what's your plan today, Joker? – Asked the Riddler. They were gathered playing cards around a table with countless villains around, tables full of villains, some drunk and others smoking.

Joker fell next, gasping at my feet. "You… you..." Joker tried saying, but his body gave out faster than he could process. "Since you ladies are about to die, I might as well tell you about my change of heart. Forget Aurelius, I'll be siding with a rival faction. Guess which it will be?" They weren’t even listening. They tried to crawl. A failed attempt. I watched Joker smear his blood across the stone, desperate. "You... you bastard..." I tilted my head. "You ladies went silent all of a sudden? What's wrong?"

I spat, shoving him away. Justin straightened his jacket, unfazed. “Oh, Hollis. Always the hero, aren’t you? Guns blazing, heart bleeding for the damsel in distress. But let me tell you something.” He leaned in, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “Heroes don’t win. They suffer. Just like you will.” Derrick, my second-in-command, shifted behind me, his rifle trained on Justin. Even Derrick, steady and unshakable, looked uneasy under the weight of Justin’s words.