Joker Leto Novels & Stories

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.

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.

What she did not expect was Leo popping his head in like a lost puppy. He kept badgering Capri about having his number and for her to call or text him. After a while and not giving up she finally sent a message. Hey! Without a name or a reason. She has no idea what to say and did not know why Leo was so Adamant about her calling him. His response was almost instantaneous, what he had to say she had no words for.

As soon as Leto Stirling entered, Landon rushed towards him. Without any time to react, Leto felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground. Landon took the opportunity to kick him fiercely. "Landon!" Leopold hurriedly called the household staff, "Quick, pull him away!" The household staff rushed over to pull Landon away, but it was not necessary. Before they arrived, after giving Leto two more kicks, Landon took a few steps back, straightened his clothes, and instantly returned to being himself as if he had not just been kicking someone.

I also don't want to use Ej to show Leto's suffering. I know, I can torture Leto like no other human being. And I'm not done torturing him yet. His reaction when he saw Ej is a satisfaction for me. He thought I was chasing him. His dick is fuckin five inches. For petes sake! You shouldn't cry over a cheating man whose dick size is only five inches. I am not saying that dick does matter. But if Leto has found someone as beautiful, sexy, rich and delicious as me. Confirm that it's his ratbu and he will just knock on me.

I said to everyone louder than I should, but I hated being in the dark. Joker appears like he is about to erupt. He slams his hands on the table and points at Letha. “Shut your fucking mouth. This is Queen’s business, and she runs the point.” I thought Letha would look pissed, but she nodded her head. She looked like she was trying to suck the tears back up inside. Her mouth pinched tight, and her almost black eyes appeared much larger.

She walked towards him and hit him in the back of his head. "What are you wearing, Al? We are not on the beach for sh*t's sake!" she exclaimed. The good looking man frowned. "No one has a violent reaction to my clothes except you." Maia put her hands on her waist. "First, they are afraid of you, and second, they find you hot. But, not me." "Well, that's my charm," the guy laughed. "How disgusting," she shook her head in disappointment. Alcot Blake Basil, the twelfth rank ambassador and the youngest wolf in the council. He is the Queen's nephew, also known as The Joker, for he is a clever, smart, and strong wolf, but cunning, cruel, brutal, and has a lot of mysteries under his sleeves.

Was there an enemy watching them like I was ? The front door opens and a woman walks out , she stops and squints up at the sun. Her hair was a mess, her clothes looked like they had just been thrown on and in her hand was her heels. The walk of shame. Whoever she was , was just coming from an interesting night by the looks of her. Then the door opens behind her and a tall man I recognise comes out , he’s shirtless but has his jeans and boots on. Tattoos cover his full arms and chest all the way up his neck and then stop. His long hair was loose , blonde. I recognise him as Joker , one of Carnage's inner men. He pulls what looks like a cigarette from behind his ear , digs in his pocket and li

Jag explains. "Joker, every couple of minutes to keep their attention fire a shot. Once everyone is set, Cross take out the driver. But we need the leader alive." Jag orders. Fifteen minutes later everyone is in position. "Everyone set?" Jag asks. "A go for me Prez." Cross replies. "Holding steady here Prez." Joker replies. "Green light Cross." Jag replies. Cross takes Betty his sniper rifle and takes out the driver. One shot right between the eyes.