Joker Nicknames Novels & Stories

,Dane tensed and hurt flowed around us. "My boy was innocent it wasn't my fault your sister was my mate. I hope you choke on your own blood bitch. You killed your own nephew",Joker laughed. "He cried for you Dane, he was taunting him now, cried Dada the whole time till I ripped his head off",fuck me Howl growls kill him now. "He was innocent Joker and when your dead I'm pissing on your face",Dane said calmly as he watched Joker walk around looking at others.

“Good girl, do whatever you can to get closer to him, baby girl. You've got the looks and body, plus he's into you.” He said as he tilted his head to the side. I don't know but some of his mannerisms remind me of Archer, or is that how all mafia bosses behave? “What is your name?” “What name have you given me?” “Umm, Joker?” He chuckled dryly. “Call me that, Malysh. Remember, there's no backing down.” And with those words he vanished, he was so swift in leaving. I stood there, drowned in thoughts. How the hell am I supposed to spy on Archer? He even hates seeing me around.

"Like me, Johnson was a follower of the Clarkson family. But he had a higher ranking and he was also the spokesperson for the Clarkson family in this city. You're killing of Johnson had greatly affected the family's profit, so Mr. Clarkson wished to settle the score with you!" Jate's mouth twitched upwards. "Settle the score with me?" "That's right. He said I should have some fun with you, the fatal kind of fun. He also said..." "Said what?" Jate frowned. Black-hand decided to go all out. "His nickname is the notorious playboy because he likes hooking up with all types of beautiful women. He's got his eyes on Ms. Angela Winston, and he wants her two climb to his bed willingly so he can have

“Ha, ha ha” the 'B' squads as they were called, mocked Joe aloud, exaggerating his question was only a joke and not of his intention. How could he ask who they were? “So you are saying you don't hang out with people like us anymore?” A squad popularly known as the joker questioned Joe. Joe sensed at once that those were Peter's friends. He didn't bother dragging the conversation any further before apologizing to them. He wondered why such people were called friends when they looked like gays.

"I find out what people are calling me and I get pretty accustomed to it quick. I had to considering I had so many of them." "Does anyone call you Kal?" I shook my head, taking a brief moment to stretch out before answering his question. "No. They said that it sounded too much like a guy's name like that so they took my initials and made a name out of that. Have you ever had strange nicknames?" Crispin turned away from me for a moment, gazing up at the ceiling to think. "Thankfully, just two: Pin and Jenny." "Jenny?" I sniggered. "That's really mean of whoever called you that."

“Oh, you got me good. For a second there, I thought I did something wrong.” “Welcome to the club. We start next week, so see you then.” “Yeah, see you then, Masuta-san.” “Before you go, now that you're a part of the club, you can call me Supreme Commander of Justice and Righteousness, Banisher of Evil or Supreme Commander for short.” “And why would I do that?” “It's my nickname, everyone in the club is given one. It’s sort of like an initiation.” “Yours is narcissistic, don't you think?”

Kent was surprised. “Those names you mentioned exist,” the man looked around as if scared. “Yes they exist in Ludo’s story.” “No! Not in the story.” Kent looked at the man. “Those are real people.” “Are you drunk?” “I’m having orange juice,” the man showed Kent his glass. “The names you mentioned are nick names of the infamous crime lords of our City. Brawler and Brains are twins.” “You are kidding right?” “How i wish i was, man. Your girl, Ludo, is getting herself into some serious trouble,” the man said assured. “Did they do something to her?”

She leaned over, keeping her eyes on him. “Did he just put himself in time out?” She asked, raising a brow at the other man. “Uh… I think so…” Kane said, frowning… “Uh, Joker?” “Hmmm?” He asked, keeping his face towards the wall. “Whatcha doing buddy?” Kane asked, a little confused. “I’m in time out….” Joker mumbled. “Why?” Kane asked, truly confused. “My sister lectured me recently about the things that I say… She says that I’m an insensitive, mansplaining douchebag, with the undeserved ego the size of Texas….”

I should have trusted my first instincts. “So why the whole fucking charade?” I ask. “What’s going on here?” “Well, it all has to do with that serial killer from September. He’s not a random psychopath. He’s Ninja.” Fuck. My fears confirmed. Ninja was the code name of Nick Jin, a former PSK who went rogue and was therefore turned over by THEM to the Feds. He was known as Ninja because, prior to joining THEM, he used the disguise of a ninja and used various samurai weapons to murder his victims. If Nick Jin really has gotten free and is on the loose, that is bad news for THEM.

i heaved in annoyance. “you are a perplexed idiot” “indecent knave” “your iq is that of a gold fish, even lower” “you are such a jerk” i growled out in anger. “nothing new to that, ami get more creative” “i am creative you jerk-waden” “what is that” Corvan said with slight curiosity. “a new nick-name for you since your name is stupid”n i said smirking. zero-iana”.” you know since you are always useless anyway” Corvan said while smirking.