Batman Short Novels & Stories

They rippled slightly as the tattoo gun continued it's work. Deft gloved hands drew and colored the skin. A quick swipe removed excess ink. Heavily tattooed arms moved with each stroke, the artwork colorful and bright with splotches of pinks, blues, purples, and greens. She marveled at those arms, strong, tight, and remarkably hairless. The artist wore a black sleeveless shirt, cut to resemble a tank top with wide cut underarms. A faded yellow batman logo was printed on the front. The artist wore tight blue jeans, revealing wide hips and a round ass. Grey boxes poked out of the back as she hunched over her work.

But who am I to chuck tradition. We’re all wearing our swim gear. I’m wearing a white string bikini under my blue jeans and sheer tunic. Juliet is wearing a red Harley Quinn bikini and some black ripped cut-off shorts. Juliet is a huge fan of Batman and DC Comics. Every year she drags us to Comic-Con and makes us dress like superheroes. It’s surprisingly fun.

Her hips and ass were rounded and generous, but not enough to keep up with her torso, leaving her with a slightly top-heavy hourglass of a figure. Our first period after lunchtime, we had a batch of junior boys that first week. On Wednesday, one made himself my new favorite by creating a batarang. He grumped about how its edges didn't look sharp enough and I got into it with him. "Look, I think batarangs should be blunt," I argued. "Otherwise, it would be too hard for Batman to keep to his no killing policy." To my surprise, Wendy piped up from a couple of benches away. "Oh, come on. Batman has a no guns policy. Superman is the one with the no killing policy!"

He pulls Anna closer against his side protectively as they browse through options more seriously. “Here,” Anna said after a moment of browsing and points to two Smartphone covers places side by side, designed to form a single continuous illustration when aligned together. On the left phone cover is Batman, from the shoulders up, his muscular build emphasized by his suit, showing his defined shoulders and upper back. Above him is a large, pale full moon that glows softly and contrast against the dark sky, casting faint rim light along the edges of Batman’s figure. On the right phone cover is Catwoman in her typical black tight suit, a plume of smoke curling through the scene and originating f

“I never said their words got to me,’’ Adrian answered coldly, and I nodded. “How's your basketball training going?” I asked, watching Alicia as she laughed at something on Bella's phone. “It's good,” “Why are you still standing there like an old man, while that fucker has our mate?” Arnold walked over and stood beside me. “Or am I the only one burning in rage?” “We can't be seen by the public in daytime, Arnold”, I said, and Arnold turned to face me. “When did we become batman?” “Oh, please shut up,” Adrian rolled his eyes at him and looked away. Arnold's lips stretched into a smile, and he winked at me.

He didn't want those downstairs to know that he'd been beaten up by an Omega who possessed surprising might. After some minutes passed, he was good to go and he threw on a pair of white shorts and a pink t-shirt with the Batman logo. Then he did some stretches before leaving the room and heading downstairs hurriedly. A pack member stopped him and requested a duel with him. He knew he wasn't gonna win but what's the problem with getting a few pointers from Mel? "Jaden, I'm really busy right now. But tomorrow can work. We'll have a satisfying duel. Just make sure to prepare your bones."

Kate asked. “Well, watching this vid partly reminds me of Batman Year Two.” “Batman Year Two?” “Yeah, you know, the next Batman movie that will star Robert Pattinson.” “Okay…” “Yeah, Batman Year Two is a much more raw and unpolished version of the Dark Knight. When you watch your Glitch streams, you can see Ecto becoming the highly efficient, OP player he was meant to be but, at the same time, he’s vulnerable. It’s like he bleeds at every hit, and dies a little before every regeneration. And then he comes back more determined than ever. I swear he gives me John Wick vibes; the ultimate Sigma Male. The game bosses become more and more hardcore and…”

The third and forth couldn't even turn when they were out with a bang, and the last got his head ripped off. Ray's wings form a cape when he shifts back, there were footsteps coming around a corner and he drew the cape over his mouth kneeling, only his eyes peered over it. The boy came into view and Ray blinked. "Uh?" The boy said, Ray was baffled! He looked atleast ten! "Boy!?" "Are, are you Batman!?" He asked happily. The smile on his face made Ray go with it for now, but changed his voice so if he ever ran into this kid again he won't recognise him "It's past your bedtime boy" his deepened voice said behind the cape.

'' shouted Anindira, holding her feet from following the Batman, ''You're a *Sapphire, you're their leader? ''Yeah,'' he replied with a proud expression. ''Then you have power?!'' Anindira asked, he deliberately showed an expression of disbelief. “Of course!” cried the Batman immediately. ''Really?!'' Anindira shouted again. She continued to make Batman messy. ''You don't believe it?!'' cried the Bat man asked with a furious expression. ''Prove it!'' shouted Anindira, challenging him with an expression that was deliberately made up to make him show what he could do more.

they walk close to her, I stand up "That was a nice shot, I felt that in my guts" the men panic and began to step back "Who-what are you?" I move closer to them as fast as the speed of light I say with a batman's voice "Am batman" I push both of them against a wall