Joker Script Novels & Stories

Again, the same emotionless voice. "Umm.... that... what." He didn't get to end the sentence when JK cut him off "I'll pay you the amount you ask. Just say the digits. But then he doesn’t belong to you anymore" JK completed his sentence with alot ease. Like he knows what he is doing. And he do. "I have heard that you are very dangerous man but after meeting you I don't think all what people say is true" Vincent tried to ease the environment between them. "If I were you, I would believe what people say." JK said smiling which sends shivers down Vincent's spine.

Larry look away guiltly before stuttering. " I'm sorry Jilly, i know... I'm ... Wrong, very wrong but Mr Mike won't spare me if i disobey him... I'm only here to beg for forgiveness, i have learnt my mistake. I'm so sorry " He pleaded with intense sincerity that i look away from him. " When Jack's friend caused mayor's creation to go bankrupt he gave the man a second chance and so i will give you a second chance. We will be working for mayors creation from now onwards ... Alright ? " I asked him .

Diego scoffed. "The woman I have picked out will be quite the opposite. I am sure of it." Joker replied. "Why is she a lesbian?" Sym asked. "No. She's just, how do I say this nicely? A good girl." Joker laughed. That caught Cage's attention. There's no way Joker meant his beautiful good girl, right? Now he was paying attention to what Joker was saying. Joker explained the rules. Brothers could bet one night, one week, or one month. "What's your bet, Joker?" Diego asked.

Bear sat slowly and Shooter finally followed with a frustrated groan. "I know that we will need to discuss everything with the others and I know that we are still reeling but what the fuck, Shooter? Did you really think it was okay to pull a gun on me and point it anywhere near Petal? You're so lucky that she still needs me to hold her or you would be the one that needs a doctor." Joker began in a low voice that was full of menace.

Justin's words got stuck in his throat. He looked like he'd just swallowed a fly. Immediately, he flew into a rage. "You want to break up with me? How dare you say you want to break up with me when I haven't even said it yet, you shameless, two-timing bitch!"

"But since we're on the topic of roles, you do know your time will come too, right? Just like I and Osiris failed. So will you, and if you don’t die on the job like Osiris, you'll end up…. Just. Like. Me!” They laughed. Loud and obnoxious, one was a grating sound in my ears. The other? Sounded forced. "You’re something else. Seriously. I almost don’t wanna break your face." Joker drawled, wiping a false tear from his eye. "Almost?" I smirked. That one pissed him off, cause he slapped me. Hard across the face. My head snapped sideways, not really… just for dramatic flair. I let it hang, motionless. "Hey. Don’t kill him yet." Spear Guy said.

Before I left, I looked straight into her eyes and said, word by word, "I was the person in the photo. I won the lottery. $30 million. Kellan didn’t lie." Her previously lifeless gaze snapped into focus. She stared at me as if she wanted to devour me whole. "Zara Nightfall! You won’t die a natural death! I’ll kill you! You will go to hell!" I smiled at her. "No. You're the one who will go to hell. As for me, I’ll live comfortably for the rest of my life." I watched her grind her teeth in fury as I slowly walked out of the detention center. Outside, the sun was shining brightly, and my future was wide open.

"Be careful. I don't want you limping for the wrong reasons." "I'm a junior high coach. I'm used to putting jokers in their place without actually hurting them." Jake turned as the room exploded with warnings and worries. No one was going to hurt Marc. He was soon to be family.

Joker might help. "Alright. Go back and wait. I'll inform you if there's any news." "Thank you." Nina expressed her gratitude. Despite Mr. Joker's role and allegiance, she was currently relying on his assistance. Mr. Joker was taken aback. In his time here, he had never received a genuine thank you. Most people cursed him daily. But Nina’s gratitude seemed sincere. Just then, a respectful male voice interrupted, "Mr. Joker. A new batch of slaves has just arrived. Do you want to select from them now?"

“You didn’t tell me you had a fan club.” “I don’t.” “Try telling the girls who almost bit my head off that.” He glanced at me briefly, his jaw ticking like he was merely tolerating my presence, before returning his focus to the screen. Silence again. Awkward. I leaned slightly closer to his monitor, trying to understand what he was doing, but instantly regretted it. Lines of code filled the screen in different colors, symbols, numbers, and letters moving faster than my brain could process. It looked less like a language and more like someone had smashed their keyboard repeatedly and somehow turned it into a career. His fingers kept moving nonstop. Was this the plan? Wasn’t he supposed to act