The Joker Devil's Advocate Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

I couldn't care if his head cracked. “That hurt,” he whined as he robbed the spot, but I felt satisfied at my revenge. “You psycho Joker!” I said ready to hit him again when he grabbed my wrist. “Joker is a psycho already so your sentence is redundant. It's just like saying ‘you black charcoal'” he said and continued laughing. “What are you so insufferable?” I couldn't help but ask, “I feel like pulling my hair out just talking to you. Who knew you had this side of you too?”

“Don’t you know who I am? Did you lose faith in me? I crushed that woman. You would have seen the look in her face, you would have laughed yourself to death. Let alone the look on that crazy man by her side” The two devils laughed out aloud, they were confident that nobody knew that they were there at that time. But in reality there was someone who was secretly recording them. There was no way Jared would have pardoned Joel after the rudeness he showed her last time. He was going to crush him like an ant and by the time he was finished with him he will learn never to mess with him.

Aesthetic's POV: “ Let me introduce myself first. “ The man with a friendly personality exclaimed and stand up with full of excitement. He have this very alluring smile but an eyes that can make thousands of women cry. His hair was shaggy, opposite to his face but his presence was very light. As if he can't hurt you, but I know that those fangs of him can torn my own flesh apart. Though I’m not that scared to him, but I won't let my guards down. “ My name is Joker, but I prefer to be called as Jake. “ He said while looking at me with his lips stretched widely. I don’t know if I'm gonna laugh or what, but his name sounds so funny. Joker? Well, his sunny personality proves it. “ And yeah! I’m

For a moment, he simply gawked at Javier. He suddenly let out a guffaw. “Ohh, so that’s the game? Jesus, why didn’t you just saaaay so? Or better yet, just skip this yimmer-yammer and kill me already! You don’t lead a life like mine without signing a deal with the Devil, junior. Satan is like a long-suffering wife waiting for me in hell. He’s been waiting for my soul to come home. Come help poor Satan, would ya? He’s missed me so much!”

"I don't deserve you being this understanding." "Maybe not." I managed something close to a smile, small and tired. "But I'm done spending my life waiting for the world to hand me what I deserve. I'd rather choose what I want instead." "And what do you want?" I looked at him for a long moment, this man who'd been called the Devil by everyone who thought they knew him, who was, underneath all of it, just as broken and just as desperate to fix what had been broken as I was.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

Ki Janggan Nayantaka tried to explain the story from Rangga Jaya's perspective. "It was a bastard like him who killed his mother! He joined his father, but he betrayed his father and took all his father's power. He is a demon!" Arya Santanu heard laughter from inside the gate. Rangga Jaya was laughing out loud with a strange look on his face. He seemed to release all the evil he was hiding and smiled broadly at Arya Santanu and the others. "God, I hate that demonic smile." Asura interjected.

Jenny is not a kindergarten kid who is easily seduced and tricked. What happened was not like being served ice cream and then doing what the giver wanted. Come on, no matter how innocent, Jenny is a very calculating person. "Don't be crazy, sir. You want to play with me?" Jenny who is angry easily can escape he will never run out in the hands of a Deny. That person is crazy and Jenny won't just lose! Need proof, oh yes of course. Jenny will prove it. Plak! "Want to underestimate me. Look what I will do Damn it!"

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.