Joker Nicknames Novels & Stories

“I can do the—” “Oops! Don’t refuse. And isn’t your name Luna? It is easy to remember because of its meaning which means moon. So I’m Nicko Luna, I’m the cousin of Lucas, that guy—” “Sociopath and psychopath,” I added. “Come on! And you called him that? Oh, when you hear that, you’re ready,” Nicko suddenly warned me, which made me smile. “That word did not come from me but from those who knew him. And one more thing, it’s true that he’s like that why would he be angry?” I said to him who nodded his head.

I rolled my eyes, such a little baby, "You never called me Nate I mean, you always say my full name." "Oh," He mumbled, now understanding it, "Nate," He said it again and seemed to be thinking something, "Nelly," He added, picking up other nicknames, "Natty," He added, testing them all and I chuckled, staring at this drunk man be the total opposite of the Nikolas I know. No, not opposite actually, just the relaxed version of him, the one not holding the whole world's load over his shoulders.

He cursed under his breath. My mind was spinning. My heartbeat was everywhere. “Who?” He dragged a hand down his face—my face—and let out a long breath. “Jolyeen Hitler. She goes by the nickname Jack the Trader.”

Maybe they sniffed mosquito coil the day I was born. Like this guy I met once—his name was Dax Yago, but people called him Bisugo or ‘snot boy.’ “Betlôg is epic! Hahaha! I can’t imagine how he survived daily life being called that.” Jasper’s face turned red from laughing so hard he nearly choked. Crazy guy. “So full of yourself. What was your nickname as a kid?” Jasper stopped laughing and looked at me proudly. “What else? Handsome! I got so sick of it!” There must be a storm today—the air is strong!

I told you not to call me that! He's alive?! But how?! He was shot... unless he dodged the bullet, but yeah, right! "How are you alive! I shot you!" "Oh... you shot me? Didn't notice, sorry! Well, since you've made your attack, it's my turn... Hahaha!" That psychopathic smile... and that wicked laugh... I'm getting chills down my spine. This isn't the Sir Konstantin I know. His nickname appears to be accurate. He really is a clown and a devil.

“Ha. Yep. I’m glad you and I got kids as targets, though, so when we just lobbed them in there, no one made fun of us for being soft.” Memory agreed. She’d been standing across from Lorelei, so there was no way she was tossing that snowball too hard. All her niece had talked about the last week were those crazy cardinals. “How about you? Do you have any other nicknames, I mean, besides Dak?” He thought for a second. “When I played basketball in high school, my friends called me Swoosh, but other than that.... Well, I haven’t always gone by Dak.” “You haven’t?”

"It's my nickname, but you haven't even gave me that. What's your name, little lady?" I replied, "Just call me Izzi. You're special because I don't allow anyone to call me that." "I guess I'm a lucky fella then, huh?" I asked, "Do you always make jokes from your name? Doesn't that get boring?" "My name is the only thing that keeps me going," he admitted. "Way to darken the mood. I'm sorry to bring up bad memories for you. Tell me about Devil's Corner," I said. "What about it? Didn't I tell you everything already?" He asked.

“ Who this time ? “ I ask , sitting back. He clears his throat and takes another drag and then leans forward placing his elbows on his bouncing knee. “ Another politician left a card with our patch on again. Throat slit and left out in the open this time whoever it is are wanting to make it more public now “ I grunt and roll my eyes. Just as the beast walks in his dead eyes scan the room before he takes the seat at the side of Joker. He looks at Joker's bouncing knee and the joint in his hand then rolls his eyes and looks at me. The beast didn’t have much patience and although they too love one another and would take a bullet for the other , Joker annoys Beast with his energy. Joker was ridd

SAKI Responded. “Let us meet where the stars gather, and where the sun has failed. The divine glass has been empty for too long.” Jared continued. “Yes my Lord.” SAKI responded. One could tell that as SAKI responded, he was bowing his head wherever he was. The tiger in Jared was beginning to find expression. He was the Leader of the Seven eyed dragon Mafia clan, drugs, death, was nothing new to them. But they had always operated under. That was how Jared got his nickname, SHADOW. He was never seen, never known.

"You flatter me. I’m surprised that Young Master Chi would come to my factory for a leisurely stroll… Oh… Wait, I shouldn't be calling you Young Master Chi, should I? I should be calling you Nightjar…" Gu Mocheng cocked an eyebrow. It was not surprising that Nick would find out who he was, but he still maintained a smile on his face. "Nightjar… It’s a good name. I like it, but when did I get such a nickname??" Nick sneered and his old face was ruthlessly hideous. "You’ve already gotten this far. Is there still a reason for the famous Nightjar to pretend in front of me? You were the one who destroyed the batch last time. What’s the matter now? You want to blow up my factory by trying the same