The Bat With The Gat Novels & Stories

Braxton shouts and I miss the claws of a bat by a millisecond. We all fall into formation at once. The bat that flew over my head materializes to a vampire and he stands back laughing. I can’t make out who he is through the rain and fog, but I can see he’s not alone. What is that next to him? The figure steps forward, though what I see doesn’t make anything clearer. Out of the cloudy sheath comes the body of a dear, but the head of a goat, with the wings of a bat. The gross disfiguration has us all distracted for a second and it’s a fatal mistake.

She whined in frustration and rage. I grabbed one flying bat and squeezed the life out of it. A shrill noise pierced my ears, and the bats coalesced together in one misshapen form. White hands seized my wrist, and the bat flew into the eye socket of the Greater Vampire. The bat melted and turned into a scarlet eye.

Rebecca Rebecca pulled up to the large electronic gate, the apartments looming above her. It wouldn’t be long before she’d be in her new house, the builders hopefully sending out the new contractor on Saturday to do a final walk-through of the structure and talk about the design for the pool. If nothing else in her life was working out, at least her house was almost done and her business was booming.

Gwenevere lamented. The volume of the music was brought down as the white man got down from the vehicle. Mr. Patrick did not have a smile on his face. He was here for battle. His patience was over, he was here to take things the hard way. Unfortunately, and inopportunely, Gwenevere could see him walking towards their table. As soon as he got to them, he began “Where’s your rent, Mrs. Malton? Tell me you have it already.” he stated looking down at Hannah on the chair which she sat on.

Lacy's POV "Slowly turn around and as I remove my hand, don't make any noise." The voice says, and I nod my head in response. I slowly turn around and keep my mouth shut, but the bat is firmly held in my hand. I don't think he can see it; if not, that would be the first thing that he'd collect from me. Immediately, I turn, and he takes his hands off me. I raise the bat and slam it into the side.

As soon as the car driven by Malvin shot through the road, two bats flew from a tree branch. The two bats flapped their wings casually, looking the same as normal bats, but in truth even if it was an ordinary bat a bat was still an animal that always correlated with darkness. Faint, the golden glow from the bat's neck which was a different color from the darkness of its body flickered, re-emitting the scorching sunlight, making several mermaids with high intuition on the sea coast frown.

The gate was decomposing, I pushed the gate gently, and the whole once massive wooden door fell with a loud noise to the floor. "So much for the element of surprise," the first bat said. "I am not going to change the bet," the second bat replied. "I know you like to take a gamble." "You know me." "That's what I am afraid of." "Let's see what will happen." The bat glided in air, trying to spot me. With his large wingspan it was hard to maneuver around the windows. He didn't like the narrow spaces between the windows; he always had bad experience with them. But this was worth the trouble to see the romance between a sorceress and a prince. Not any prince but a prince of the largest empire of t

My eyes dart around the room until they land on the bat I had since elementary school, tucked away near the fireplace, a relic of innocence in this nightmare. With determination surging through me, I sprint toward the bat. My fingers curl around its handle, squeezing it tightly as I rush back to the chaos unfolding before me. The intruder has Armando in a chokehold, his grip tightening as Armando gasps for breath, agony etched across his face.

Gatlin is more worried about his mother don’t know what that beast will do to her. Thinking about his mother he become more angrier “Adair you aren’t man, you are not man” a man will never use this….” Before Gatlin finished his sentence Adair become annoyed in rage, he pinches Gatlin’s neck and he chocks. This is his tabu point

Arthur's POV I hesitated at the warrior's words but then I agreed. “Fine but you better make it quick.” We walked outside and then the warrior began to speak. “Gamma you're not going to believe me when I tell you this but the Beta is dead.” I froze up immediately, “What do you mean? Zaria is clearly alive.” “When we were at the battle front, I was trying to find a leeway so I hid somewhere and found the Beta get stabbed by some woman who I'm guessing is a witch.”