Serious Joker Novels & Stories

,I felt Dane stiffen behind me. "He was three years old you fuck and a sweet boy",Joker laughed loud and my claws extended in anger. My pups flashed in my mind and I growled loud. Joker looked amused as he his men ran forward in attack and we made quick work of them. Their dead bodies lay at our feet. "Think long and hard Joker",I say arms crossed as he swears at us. "Your dead Sebastian and so is that little bitch behind you. His pup was only the beginning and I won't stop till he is dead with that little bastard",Dane tensed and hurt flowed around us.

He said with a smile, and the sides of his eyes creased. Joker held my hand and dragged me, pulling me to his office. “I heard you're feisty. You better drop it unless you want to end up like your little friends.” My eyes widened when he reminded me of what he did to the two girls. Even though I was scared, I didn't act scared at all. I wanted him to know that I wasn't intimidated by him. “Eyes down.” His deep voice rang, but I ignored. I stared at him with daggers in my eyes.

"Oh, come on." "I'm serious." "So what are you now? Batman?" "Better." "Superman?" "Worse." "Iron Man?" "Closer." I looked toward Damiano, expecting him to laugh along with me, but instead he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and gave me a small nod. "He's telling the truth." My smile slowly faded. "Wait." "Yes, it's what you're thinking, Jax." "You're serious?" "Unfortunately." "What do you mean unfortunately?"

“If I get that woman here, and Joker and Sands and a few of the other hardcore guys get it into their heads to help Jensen out, and teach Crusher Alcott’s sister a lesson? I’ll stop it, no doubt. That’s my prerogative as President – but I can’t always be there. Accidents happen in the clubhouse back rooms, all the time. You get what I’m saying?” “Yeah.” Jack’s blood ran cold at the thought of the kind of ‘accident’ that could befall an innocent woman at Joker Kane’s hands. The man was an abusive monster, a convicted rapist, and by King’s Men’s best guess, he’d killed four women, that they knew of. Joker loved strangling women and then slashing their throats, and even though everyone knew wha

“A simple word will do Jerry, so I can learn of your position (and drag you down to this hell you thrust me into).” “I love you so much I swear; so why, why must you hurt me so? My lovely pet… I promise that my punishment will be light. Just your presence is enough, to just be with me… is it so hard?” Jack said seriously with a terrifying smile as the space around him shook with great tremor. And then he giggled, at first it was low and slow then slowly it got louder until it blew into a full chasm of laughter—a deep laughter that resounded through the space.

Freya Harvey however, took a courageous boldness to continue recording the scene as Bob continued to molest her helpless friend Barney. "Perhaps, I bet you're fucking with jail time Bob, you won't get away with this". She cried helplessly. "Don't be ridiculous. Bob got the whole world in his hands.The police and sheriff are all my folks from the trenches and that makes it even more interesting. Bob Joker is a god!" he told Barney, then he laughed out sarcastically in such a way that got her to be even more upset with him.

I asked and I sensed him narrow his eyes on me. “So grumpy on a Monday morning?” He teased me as he fixed his sling bag around his shoulder. I just shrugged. I’m still not in the mood. And I don’t think I will ever be. “Something wrong?” He’s voice tone became serious. There are only these rare times when I hear him this serious. When Jericho gets serious, then I bet on it that it’s serious. I smiled weakly and shook my head. “None.” I replied nonchalantly.

The man placed his hand on the Joker's shoulder and squeezed it, "My girlfriend causing you some trouble?" The joker just stared at the tall, dark-haired man in a bomber jacket. The two men were of the same height, the darker-haired one was a few inches taller than the Joker. He wore a black leather jacket over a black t-shirt and ripped blue jeans. His face was painted in a skull. He grinned at the Joker. "She's a handful when she's drunk, sorry if she put her hands on you by mistake."

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.

Maybe it was my outburst or my anger but I throw away a glass full of water on the floor so that they can hear it and stop. And the magic happened They did stop but their face was not in good condition, blood was dripping from Mr Jensen's lower lip and Mr steward? His eyes were red and bloodshot. "Are you guys insane? Look now your joker's faces will be covered in the newspaper tomorrow," I giggled. I felt Mr Jensen getting tense when he saw all the cameras flashing on his face. So he did what was not expected from him! He proved again that he is a jerk and cannot ever attain himself as a human being.