A hard rain was falling down on the crime-ridden streets of San Alvaro. I'd love to tell you that it was washing all the scum off the face of this city. Unfortunately, that was my job. The rain was hitting my costume hard. The added body-armor padding, which had seemed like a great idea when Phil had suggested it to me, was getting soggy and heavy. It was l...
1. A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. "Soothing," the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. "I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas." "You'll have more than you bargained for," a voice can be heard....
Hello, Readers. I am happy you decided to check out my little story here. This is not my first crack at writing an erotic story, but it is my first time writing one within a world created by someone else - or in this case, created by a great number of someone elses. I've always been a fan of DC Comics - and comics in general - but the Birds of Prey have alw...
Earth-617 The Jackal was dead to begin with. It'd been easy. Kaine had sent Sasha in, Jackal letting her in, asking her if she needed another copy of her husband or maybe some tea with extra rohypnol, and Kaine had crept up behind him and broken his neck. A little anticlimactic, really. "And I'd thought you'd gotten soft," Sasha said, checking the kill....
A week had gone by and Selena ghosted Alan for the majority of it. To let off some of her anger, she went out on patrol as the hero, Mamacita. Donning her pink and white suit, she sought out criminal activity and, upon finding it, would apprehend them with much more force than usual. The people noticed and quickly took to social media with it, starting rumor...
Hunting was not the high-octane thrill many made it out to be. Hunting required patience. It required concentration. Above all, it required a clear head. So Mera cut off communications with her support team. She didn't need them speaking into her ear every few moments. It was distracting. And perhaps annoying as well. Arthur, bless his brave soul, wouldn't a...
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I know how hard this will be for you to read but that is part of the joy I take in delivering to you this message. I want to explain to you, in detail, how I accomplished this deed and why it will be impossible for you to “rescue” her. By now, she is my slave - willing servant to my desires - and completely loyal to my cause and me. It wasn’t always this wa...
So I guess you know what I did now, right? I went home, started a harem with my hot Mom and even hotter sisters, threw in a few of the neighborhood hotties for variety, and eventually made Katherine the chief wench of my harem. Then I kicked some major league supervillain ass, let Wonder Woman and a few other of the hotter babes in the Justice League join my...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters featured in this story, it is a work of fan fiction. ******************** Issue 1: On The Prowl 'Just hold down the fort.' His words lingered in my ear as I sat patiently on the rooftop, looking down on the city I'd long since abandoned. Those were the last words he'd said to me before heading off world with...