Would You Live For Me Joker Novels & Stories

"A life for a life, Mike. If my father killed you, I would kill him too." -Jiji- *** "Today, The Black Venom and I are going to have a meeting," said Jordan as he checked his appearance in the mirror in Angie's room. The person he was talking to did not respond.

“Didn’t think you’d manage to look this good in such a hell of a hole. Looks like you're having fun.” He said with a smile. Oh my god, I can never get over the fact that his smile is so fucking creepy. It gives me chills. “Yes I am, I get to escape the harsh reality when I'm here so yeah I'm enjoying it, but is that the reason why you're here? To tell me that I'm enjoying myself? What do you want, Joker?” He sauntered closer, his every step slow and calculated. “I think you know why I'm here Malysh. I don't really like to be kept waiting. Do you know how difficult it was to finally get you here alone? Archer has eyes on you 24/7.

“Didn’t know you were the old lady kind, Hamill.” “Let her go.” Jax’s husky voice was even and measured, maybe too much so. “Right the fuck now.” “And if I don’t?” “You really want to find out?” “That sounds like a threat.” Joker reached into his back pocket, and now silver glinted in his hand. “I feel the need to protect myself, all of a sudden.”

"Why did you asked. Perhaps, you're kinda surprised at me. Well, nothing much if I may say. All I want to do next when I see Joker; if he is home, there's no point waiting outside here in the shadows for him to come out from his hideout in this house. He might be there now, lying in bed, or perhaps waiting to kill us both. It's make no difference to me at all, who is gonna pull the trigger finger first. If he's home, the only thing I'd like to do is get in there and kill him then free your mom and brother." She smiled appreciatively. "Perhaps, that's why we are here." she said. "I know. So, would you like to shoot him if you have the chance to do so?" "If I got the chance, then why not?" Her

She wanted to meet him again and then hold onto him tight so that he couldn't leave her. “No...bring him back...please.” She sobbed as she begged God to bring Luan back. She loved him too much and realized that she couldn't live without him “I want to live...please give him back to me…” She cried uncontrollably and this time there was no one to console her; to wipe her tears. She felt like she had lost Luan completely and it hurt her too much as she felt lost and wanted to die just so she could be with him. But no, she had to live on just so she could be with him she had to live for him; she had to fulfill the promise of living on.

She was so damn cute. "That's what I would like to know! Blade and I got up and Breaker wasn't on the couch. We thought he left but then we saw his clothes and shoes still in the living room. Now I find him half naked with you in here! Did he hurt you? Are you okay? I swear to God, I'm gonna kill him!" Joker ended up shouting at the end as he refocused his gaze on me. I put my hands up at him, "I swear nothing happened. I would NEVER harm her!" I pleaded.

They need to stop creating silly sceneries in their heads. "Is everything a sick game to you?" I fired, noticing the very obvious smirk on his cheeks. He hummed nonchalantly, and I nearly broke into sobs. "You said no one should know we live together. You'll drop me off at a distance. I agreed. I didn't have any complaints, regardless of the inconvenience it'd brought for me. After that's settled, you decide to go out of your way to do something else entirely. Just for a laugh? Is this what it is? What I am? A sick joke? Source of amusement? If it is, I didn't find any of it funny. You don't even have a clue what it cost me. None!"

Yet those intimate words weren't supposed to be for people like them, were they? For a moment Jane found herself looking away. It was easier to be angry at Victor when he was being insufferable. It was much harder when he spoke with such certainty, as if the possibility of losing her had never existed in the first place. "I have my own tricks. Do you really think that I would let someone choose my fate?" Victor chuckled as he spoke. "Whatever he chose, both left and right will always be the Joker to him." "What?" Jane blinked. Slowly, Victor placed his hand on his chest pocket and fished out a Joker card, showing it right before her face.

The loud rat-a-tat-tat of her accelerated heartbeat thundered in her ears. He reached down with his left hand and fingered her long, dark hair. "If only you were a blonde or a redhead." Rafaella swallowed hard. He's going to kill me. He's going to kill me. He's going to shoot me...: She whimpered. Oh, please, someone help me... "Are you afraid?" Joker asked, grinning. "Yes." "You should be," he told her. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?" He laughed again. Softly.