Bendy Angry Novels & Stories

Even though her daughter is a spoiled brat, she knows that she won't let her be angry with her. "Mommy, I'm sorry. Don't be mad at me please." She cried and hugged her, who closed her eyes tightly. She separated her daughter then sat down to match her. She sighed. "I'm not mad, princess. Mommy just got tired." The three men also approached them. "I'm sorry Mommy, if we went along with the tiredness you feel. We won't do it again." Zander is a good conversationalist. When he speaks, sometimes he uses only Tagalog.

"I've been obsessed with you since freshman year, Oakley. I bullied you because I was confused. I still am" "I didn't know what to do with it. I'm not even gay. Fuck I'm not even straight. The only thing in the last four years that's gotten me hard, was you. The only thing I cared about was you. I was shitty, I was so shitty. I was confused, and my dad- that doesn't matter, but I took it out on you. I should have never done that. I was immature... childish. All of it. But I'm sorry Oakley. I'm so sorry"

She only felt that her frustration was ridiculous. Molly ignored her, she walked straight into the ward, stood in front of Mr. Bendy, lowered her head, and sincerely apologized, 'Mr. Bendy... I... I'm here to apologize to you. I know I've brought you a lot of trouble, but I still hope you can forgive me.'

Anger. Before I could ask him what was wrong, he dropped his eyes and started to move. His fingers dug into my hips as he slammed into me from behind, fast and hard, until it was all I could do to stay on my feet in these damn heels. He fucked me like he was trying to exorcise a demon, and maybe he was. Bending forward, he reached around me and pulled down the material of my dress, exposing my breast and pinching my nipple hard. I cried out at the pain, but it was followed by a swift surge of desire as I heard him growl behind me.

let’s see if you could bust the office, he said angrily. Fear pierced through him after realizing the danger he was facing. He shivered and coughed, at the realization that the monster could be somewhere nearby. So, he looked back, around him and far away- nothing, but he knew the reality of danger existed. He felt frustrated at being alone and shaking for dear life. Indeed, Rudy Rude was lurking somewhere, near his apartment like a chameleon, only waiting for the right time to pound. He got a new appearance and could now be taken as an ordinary person who walked the streets of Manhattan.

I'll do anything just to be petty and spiteful, and it's really a good deal, especially when the cards are in your favour. However, I am disheartened because my Firecracker's heart is too. I can hear her sobbing even from this distance. My chest is solemn and sober as Bivatar fights with my monster. The cursed part of me which makes me a bender is angry at the cursed monstrous part of me created during my banishment. How crackling.