Joker Leto Novels & Stories

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.

Leo was labeled cruel, stone- heart, deadly - yeah, he can be this sometimes but with an enemy. As much as Leo didn't give a fuck how his people saw him, it still didn't erase the fact that he sometimes wished that they could see him as his true self. But then, you just can’t prove anything to people who already have hatred for you. Nothing about you would ever make sense to them. I arrived at the compound of the club, wheeling in like a fuckinh dick head. The club was already running. Whatever I was gonna do, shouldn't fucking affect the customers. Picking up my silver whip from the backseat of the car, I jumped out of the car.

There are two men by his side. “Let me fill you in, those are Zane and Lucas.” Leto whispers and points at the men who are seated beside Xavier, she points to the huge man who is frowning. “That’s Lucas, elder brother, ruthless, cold, never smiles and that’s Zane, his younger brother, he’s the rainbow version of Lucas.” She starts dragging me towards them, leaving me no space to breathe. “Hey!” Xavier looks at her. “Fucking finally, Leto. Where in the hell were you?”

"You don't know that." "Fine," she shoots back. "So you're just a man-whore. Either way, it can be traced back to Dad." Geovany nods in agreement. "I can see that." "Lalo drives everyone crazy with his whole 'head of the household' routine," she continues.

" Jace asked. "Leo," Leo said. Leo is a young man, he looks like someone in his early twenties. Tall and slender. He has brown hair, matching the color of his eyes. He doesn't know why the strange Man stopped him. Although, he looked familiar to him, even with the disguise Jace had on. "Have we met before?" Leo asked. "Probably not. But I have some questions for you." Jace said as he removed his sunglasses. "Oh my God. I knew you looked familiar. I can't believe this." Leo is now getting excited. "Mr Jace Bratkowski, I am a huge fan. Congratulations on your wins again." Leo said with a big grin.

The one behind us is empty with only the driver and am not sure why. The convoy heads out, and soon we merge into traffic. “So, you trust us with your life huh?” asks Leo/Souls with a smirk on his face looking at me with his head tilted to the side. “You are delusional if you think he meant that, he only met us this week and knows nothing about us.” Not that’s my girl, smart Leta. “Oh, come on Leta, he said it himself that he trusts us with his life, right boss?” asks Jason/Fingers. “First, you Jason wouldn’t pass a chance to chop off my fingers if the situation called for it and you Leo would not pass the chance to watch as my soul lives my body.” I look between them and find them smirking.

Leo bluntly answered. "As if. Stop lyin'. Drink a shot." Lorenzo scoffed at his brother. He knew his brother damn well. Leo had no choice but to grab a bottle. "Damn, Leo, this fucker just ordered a Jagermeister." Lorenzo laughed at his brother. "Unlike these men who are vodka addicts," Lorenzo added, as he was talking about Dominic, Zacharias, and Toshiro. "I'd say order whatever you all want." Leo chuckled as he opened the lid smoothly and gulped the drink straight.

It wasn’t fun, I didn’t like it and I was beginning to feel bad as much as I didn’t care. “We’ll continue this later, okay?” I swear, Luke could pass as the Joker. He was creepy as hell and it freaked me out how much he liked to torture people. But I put that at the back of my mind and hoped that Anderson got the treatment he needed and also that Dante never found out that Anthony actually liked Gary.

One that probably got him into a lot of beds. Great. Just what I needed tonight. A gigolo. “What do you want?” “I'm Leo. You look like you've had a rough day. I'm a good listener if you would like to share” I scoffed. “I don't need company. Especially not from you. Get lost” His grin spread wider and he said. “Alright” However, he did not move. My fingers traced the rim of my empty glass. The tequila wasn't doing its job to numb the pain.

The blonde haired woman with pink highlights is my cousin, Leto Brookes, mafia queen, she co-leads The Nexus with Xavier, feared in the underworld but classy in the real world. “Where’s Xavier?” I ask, looking around to see if I can see him anywhere. “Xavier is out with the men. They are raiding a mob’s mansion. So, what brings my sweet cousin here?” Leto tucks the gun into the waistband of her fitted black trousers; it’s hard to imagine that the cold Leto pointing a gun at someone is the one talking to me so casually. She has two sides, the friendly and darker side; you don’t want to cross either.