The Bat With The Gat Novels & Stories

I batted my lashes and replied lightly, "Kiss me, and I'll have the motivation." My words hit Marcus like a lightning bolt. His head snapped up, and the pen ripped a long line across the page. "What?" he exclaimed. A smirk tugged at my lips as I looked at him. "Didn't you ask what you can do to get me going? One kiss, and I'm fully recharged." He froze completely. His eyes darted around, lashes fluttering behind his glasses. He swallowed hard, yet he couldn't get a single word out. The blush spread from his face to his neck.

All I could think of was getting to the border gate and then to the cars and hopefully, I’d make it out of here alive! I turned the last corner, hope sparking in my chest as I saw the gate ahead. Then it came. A growl so low and deep, it seemed to rumble from the very belly of the earth. My blood turned cold. Whatever made that inhuman and monstrous sound was definitely not a wolf. It sounded like something way deadlier. Suddenly, thousands of bats erupted from the shadows above; screeching, writhing and fleeing.

“Yes. I checked the weather forecast several times. No chance of rainfall.” Patrick didn't really believe her, because heavy, dark clouds hung just above the castle turrets. He took out the camera in no time, put on a backpack with the rest of the equipment and quickly walked away from them to be able to capture the entire object together with the chapel located near the castle. “What happened to Patrick? Until a few days ago he was a normal guy, to whom the clouds didn’t make any impression, much less any buildings.” Jack wondered aloud with a big smile plastered to his inconspicuous looking face.

“Hope I’m not interrupting.” Out of defiance, Cato finished the kiss before he slowly pulled away. “You would have to be important to be an interruption. And you aren’t important.” Bates was in a black suit, dangerous and handsome like his brother. He had the same eyes and the same coldness—but he was definitely more arctic. His hands were in his pockets, and he glanced at me with obvious dislike. “I have Mr. Wong on a conference call. Thought you’d want to say a few words.”

Lastly, which are bound to sound like my favorite is bashing their head in with a baseball bat that is wrapped in barb wire. Now, just to quiet my nagging down, Bobby goes to retrieve a very baseball bat like this from his car. One pillow on top of the pole and with great joy beating the thing to pieces. My beloved, and Bobby take their place at the far back, it seems like my fury has somewhat scared them.

“What’s in there?” He reached forward and, working the latch, lifted the lid. “You tell me.” “Dumb as shit slow chick,” he said. The bat fell. “A doll?” She glanced in to see the bent, broken body of Tits. “A really big doll? She’s naked. Why is she naked?” Missing the shoulder, the bat bounced off the front of Freckle’s head with a crack. “ ‘Why is she naked?’” he said, mocking her. “Why do you have a nasty doll?” She’d turned away. “That’s weird.”

Status: Angry / Scared "What do I gonna do? What to dooo....dOoooooo!" "....." He kept mumbling. Then someone moves in! 'This is it!' 'Fuck! This bat is coming! I hope it was a 3-4 inch bat long. I hope he's that small.' 'What creature would kill me this time? I hope it was a beauty! hehe!' He smiled. But that crushed him to death! "Kekekekeke...." The bat laughed like a bat. His mind freaked out after seeing the bat glowed its eyes.

His eyes locked on the man and he looked down at the blood on the plastic sheet. It was fucking beautiful to look at. His whimpers of pain exhilarated Gage and he tapped the baton against Alejandro’s cheek. “Stay with me, Alejandro. The next part is going to be fun. I’m hoping you’ll really scream this time.” Gage dipped the tip of the baton into Alejandro’s blood on the sheet and grinned as he came to a standstill behind him. He rammed the baton into Alejandro’s anus, thrusting as hard as he could and Alejandro’s whole body arched, his feet leaving the floor as he screamed.

“Please stop.” Andrea slaps me hard across the face. “Open your eyes when I’m talking to you!” I cry out softly. My ears are ringing. Garrett is leaning against a nearby crate, watching like this is entertainment. Andrea stands again, frustration practically radiating off her. “She’s ruining my mood,” she mutters. Before I can react, Andrea grabs a baseball bat, leaning against the wall. My eyes widen in horror.

Rad had no intention of answering. Rad sharpened his gaze. “What makes you think that I would want to have a nice talk with you? Just looking at your face, I’m so sick of it!” he said, moving his hand towards Aathreya, and the bats around him swooped down at the wizard below. They charged as if Aathreya were the prey they were fighting for. From above, Rad watched Aathreya jump backward, avoiding the bats. Instantly, the grass and bushes were trimmed as the cave-dwelling creatures passed by. Not long after, it turned yellow and scorched from the poison contained in their saliva and fangs.