Devil Swing Bendy Novels & Stories

“Shit.” “Oh, for Goddess’s sake,” Jim grumbles. “Hurry up, won’t you?” Being a vampire, I’m quite strong. I look at Devon, and we silently decide if we each pull the bars in the same direction at the same time, we might be able to bend them to breaking. The rest of the men in the cage hold their breath as we start pulling as hard as we can. Just as we bend one of the bars enough to break it and move it out of the way, the second guard rounds the corner. He stares at Devon and me.

he continued. “How dare you say something like that!” The Supreme apprentices yelled out in anger, wishing nothing but death upon Ricky. Ricky however, showed no signs of fear. He only stared at them in a playful manner. “The Dance of Devils is typically used as a killing move, how dare he use it in a sparring match!” “I won’t stand for this!” “Indeed!” The Spiritime apprentices started to get riled up on the Supreme apprentices’ behalf.

In these cracks of her skin and bones, a stream of light reflects, exposing the magic that flows through her. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Open the gate now! Let me out." I scream to the top of my lungs as my cellmate glow and tear into a new being. The bender runs towards us just in time that the beast grows a magical shield and use it to cut the bars down, instantly attacking the bender. They both wrestle to the ground. The Viatore, an air bender, and the beast woman, whatever she is. I ramble onto the ground as I crawl to my feet. Before I erect, I make a run for it.

He had a lot of anger in him; I could feel it. Devin obeyed and let go of his leg. Alexei hadn't caught up with us yet, so I was glad we could manage the situation because I knew Alexei was equally angry. "What did you do that for?" Sylvester linked both Devin and me. "So he won't run," Devin linked us back, and he howled. I went to the helicopter and shifted to my human form to look through the contents. There were no weapons there, and since Yuri was immune to silver, there was no point looking for silver binds.

His curing system slows down. Luckily, he’s half angel which gives him a healing power. He channels his power to his hand. Bright smokes emit from his hand. His palm is glowing. He moves his hand to his wounds and they are healed. Thanks mom, he thinks to himself. When his wounds are cured, he drowns into a deep thought. He has to be more careful from now on. Altarria will of course be watching him. He’s been caught harvesting and manages to get away. She won’t be very pleased with that. She will certainly pay him back. But, forget about her.

How dare they let their voice reach outside the room? “You both have guts to talk sh*t behind my back, hm?” he coldly said, ignoring the shock as if a dirt in their faces. He smiled, not reaching his eyes, a warning to their inappropriate display in a sacred golden room, “You're ignorance to even secured the place for damn talk-shit is what's make you both a powerless. Bare in mind, you're not the devil here, it's me!” He looked at the young man, a very man of Denever who immediately recover from shock.