Teenage Batman Novels & Stories

Ryner’s face drained of colour. He knew exactly who this lighter belonged it. Principal Ray Bates. Raymond Bates was the pack’s high school principal and the youngest brother of retired Beta Hank Bates. After the accident that took Billy Bates' life, Hank retired and handed the title to Aiden, as he had no other children and Aiden was the most logical selection, being an Alpha’s son.

What made that bad so unusual was the size bats at the time were miniature and rare to see, unlike this one, it was the size of a basketball. As the two got closer to each other, they examined seeing all the differences they had, so the little boy put his hand out, showing the bat that he was friendly and that he was not going to hurt him, but what he does not know was this wasn’t an ordinary bat. So as the bat slowly went to his finger, he was getting his jaw and all ready to bite the vampire himself.

Then he leans back onto the dark wood headrest of an unreasonable large bed, smirking like a boy who’s just discovered a new toy. “Please tell me I haven’t interrupted a ritual sacrifice,” he says, very calmly. “It’s skincare,” I snap, clutching the front of my tee, just to remember I’m actually braless. “It clears pores,” I over-explain. “No judgment,” he says, “It’s sweet that you’re prepping for me. I just wasn’t expecting Batman’s sexier cousin.” I narrow my eyes, which only makes the mask crinkle. “You’re lucky I signed that NDA.”

he inquired. "The right one," James answered reluctantly. The beta grinned and moved closer to Lucas, placing the bat on the floor. He released Lucas's right hand from the chair, leaving the other hand bound. He placed the boy's hand on the armrest of the chair and picked up the bat from the floor. "Please don't hurt him!" Sophia cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. The beta ignored her and focused on Lucas's vulnerable hand, positioning the bat in place. Lucas withdrew his hand, pressing it to his chest, his eyes filled with tears.

"If her favorite superhero is batman, we are gonna have a big problem." "Her name is Sloane, not 'this one'. And it doesn't matter who she likes. I just know she's very nice, I promise." "It matters if she prefers Batman." I’m about to defend Batman’s honor when my phone buzzes on the marble counter. Daniel Yap. I hit speaker, sliding the ribs onto a platter.

Bates before saying, “Been quite a while, Mr. Bates!” “How have you still not given up, Leandro?” replied Mr. Bates without beating around the bush. The man Mr. Bates was squinting at went by Leandro Zaborowski, and he was the leader of the Soul Hunters… Laughing aloud after hearing Mr. Bate’s statement, Leandro then shamelessly declared, “But of course I haven’t! I won’t stop until I’ve obtained the Phangrottom Talisman! Once I finally have it, I’ll be able to rule over the ghost world and make everyone there obey me!”

Each man takes a seat, while Declan takes the lead. I know that this is a serious moment, but I can’t help but say out loud. “So this is Justice League headquarters? Does that make you Superman and Declan, Bat Man?” I ask Jaxon At my comment, each man grows quiet, then breaks out into boisterous laughter. Micah pushes my shoulder playfully. “If he’s Superman and Declan is Bat Man, then that makes Connor, Robin.” Connor scowls. “Nah, man, I’m Night Wing. I guess that makes you Aquaman.”