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Batman: The Arkham Knight Reborn

Luther was an ordinary office worker who died from overwork... only to awaken in the body of Bruce Wayne, at the worst possible moment in his life. His spine had just been shattered by Bane in public, Gotham had fallen into complete chaos, and the legend of the Bat lay broken alongside him. A hell-difficulty start, a ruined body, and a city that no longer believed in heroes... this should have been the end. Instead, it was the beginning. At the brink of despair, the Batman System of All Worlds activates, granting him the ultimate novice reward: the peak Arkham Knight template. Master-tier combat mastery, a tactical genius mind, and an overwhelming aura of fear flood his being. Broken bones are reforged, limits erased, and the Dark Knight rises again. But this time, the soul behind the mask is not the man bound by an unyielding “no-kill” creed. It is a rational outsider who believes that order cannot be built on hesitation. To him, Robin is a child who belongs in school, not on a battlefield. Deathstroke is not an enemy, but an asset waiting for the right price. Criminals are not symbols to be endlessly recycled, they are tools to be eliminated, controlled, or turned into weapons. Gotham does not need a suffering guardian clinging to ideals that never saved it. It needs structure. It needs fear. It needs... ...absolute authority. And from this day forward, in a city drowning in corruption, there will be only one law—and he will be the one who writes it.
ShadowNamelesz · 96 Views

Six Months Contract With The Mafia God

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.
Salewa_25 · 3.9k Views