Waylon Batman Novels & Stories

The news about Waylon transferring in and skipping two school years shook the school. Everyone was even more surprised when they found out that he was Colton’s twin brother. They knew about the Goldmann triplets, had seen Daisie and Colton, but never met Waylon. That day, they realized that Waylon looked exactly like Colton. The only differences were some features and characteristics. Colton had a mole at the corner of his eyes and was arrogant. He wasn’t easy to speak to. Waylon didn’t have a mole and looked cold but wasn’t arrogant.

His murderous intent grew. “I’m talking about her! What are you going to do about it?” asked Waylon mockingly. Bam! Right after he said that, there was a boom. Waylon felt his vision go dark before he felt excruciating pain all over his body. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was facing down on the ground. A foot was stepping on another half of his face. Waylon’s mouth and nose were bleeding. “You… you…” He had never been stepped on by anyone in his life, so he was enraged.

"You have the right to remain silent; anything you say can and will be—" Oh f*ck. Gordon. This is what he'd been planning all along, making Victor the scapegoat for all the crimes of the decade, a win for the civilian police. Victor had been so stupid, and now he's going to jail for a long time, all while Gordon retakes what was so hard-won. "It's me!" Waylon suddenly shouts, drawing attention to himself, arms splayed out aggressively. What? "I'm motherf*cking Victor Erickson," Waylon screams, beating his chest. "Did you think I was an Alpha, you dumb f*ckers."

"Waylon couldn't hold back, huh? Perfect! He can test the waters for you." Brantley shook his head. "It won't work. Waylon is no match for him." "Oh? Are you planning to make a move yourself?" The woman cast him a sideways glance. Brantley remained silent, but his gaze locked onto Gideon, flickering with a subtle glint of light. Back on the plains, the wind howled, carrying the lingering scent of blood. Waylon locked eyes with Gideon, frowning as he declared, "Waylon Annel, young lord of Warbringer Gate."

She asked curiously. “You can say that,” he answered with a straight face. “Well… What about those men at your table? Are they part of the brotherhood?” “Why are you so curious about me?” The man turned to look at her coldly. “I just think that it’s rare to see someone with your looks in this field. That’s why I asked.” “Oh.” “What’s your name?” Xyla asked. “Five Batton.” When Xyla heard the name, she could not help but think about the Fifth Master she saw when Mary Sullivan was kicked out of the mall the other day.

" Okay, but what about my payment?" I nodded. Finding no other way to kill my time here. He guides me to the bar and steadies the revolving bar chair for me to sit. I felt strange again. No man has treated me with so much respect before. He seemed like a nice guy. We started chit-chatting, but my eyes were fixed on my brother's back. Ryder was telling me that he was the head warrior in the second-biggest pack in the world. He attended mid-semester to finish his studies.

*:.。..。.🔅o○*:.。..。.🔅o○*:.。..。.。*:.🔅..o○*...° MALE LEAD : Alexander Wayne FATHER : Mathew Wayne. MOTHER : Kylina Wayne. AGE : 26. PROFESSION : Ceo of Mathew Expertise, Appointed as the youngest new leader in Mafia World. PERSONALITY : Cold, merciless, hates disobedience and untidiness, likes to be the dominant one and hates to be controlled.

“You’re difficult to understand. And I never did meet a woman who stood out the way you did.” I looked down, fingers tracing the rim of my glass. “And what about you?” “What about me?” “What did you want, Nolan? Before the weight of a crown and a pack?” He hesitated. I could see it, the flicker of something behind his eyes, the ghost of a younger man he used to be. “I never really had the luxury of wanting,” he said. “From the moment I shifted, everything was duty. The Alpha’s seat was mine before I could even decide what kind of man I wanted to be.”

One of the bigger guys starts talking, “You did good kid, boss man set your mate free, she’ll be at your house soon. He’s on his way, so you can go reunite with her like lovesick mutts.” “That is if nobody knows that I helped yet, or I’m good as dead. At least my mate will be safe and alive. I’m sorry Luna.” He runs off. I don’t want his damn apology; I get why he did it now…. I would’ve helped him get his mate back, I would’ve had Wyatt help; It didn’t have to go this way, I’ll get out of it—but that dude is definitely going to get his ass kicked by me. Wyatt is going to be waiting there for him guaranteed, hopefully that boy’s mate will be there to tell him everything and spare him, at lea

Kayson told him. “Sure!” Gael nodded. Kayson took a cab to go straight to the Tinsleys. At Waylon’s office… Taylor was currently sitting across from Waylon. Waylon had just arrived at his office today when Taylor came for a visit soon after. The man had said that he was here for a drink, and Waylon could not possibly turn him away. Taylor was a patrol from Eternalporium. Waylon had to treat him properly, regardless. He just did not understand why Taylor would visit him so suddenly. After all, he had bruised the man’s ego the night before yesterday.