The Bat X Novels & Stories

I gasped out, and the panic in Belshar's eyes made my heart skip a beat. He got to his feet. "Are you ok? Talk to me, Celine," he got out frantically as I clutched at my head, but I couldn't give him a reply because Xavier was suddenly standing over me and raising the bat in his hand, his eyes aflame with hate as he swung it down on me. I screamed, the pain making my vision darken. I couldn't see, but I could feel the bat crashing down on me, then again.

Back then we both had a future; now it seems that neither of us does. The gate arm rises as I press my employee tag to the scanning device by the entrance. I catch a glimpse of Bart in the booth; he raises his coffee cup in a greeting gesture. He’s unlikely to ask any questions, not after I have warned him that I’d be dropping by with my date to spend some quality time in one of the deserted warehouses. I’m not the first of the guys on the night shift to do that. I wonder how much he can see as we drive past him, but with the makeup Raven’s wearing, he’s likely to be mistaken for a girl. I park in front of the long brick building with dark glassless windows.

Why do I still refer to this heartless woman as 'Mum'? Tara came back with the girls and made them stand in line. The youngest was maybe around thirteen or fourteen years old and oldest around seventeen or eighteen. The girls looked terrified. I was so angry at this sight! I knew about the drugs but never heard about them auctioning girls! I tried to remain calm, but it was not easy, and I am sure that Gabriel noticed as he slightly tightened his grip on me with the arm which was around me as I sat on his lap. With a motion of his fingers, he called Alex to him and whispered something into his ear. Alex went over to the girls as if inspecting each one and went back over and whispered into Ga

EMMA'S POV I couldn’t stop thinking about the metal bat I saw in Angel’s room. The image of it kept playing in my head like a broken record, refusing to leave me alone. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it again— heavy, solid, and dangerous. It wasn’t just any bat; it was something far more threatening. The sleek, polished metal reflected the light in a way that made my stomach twist with unease. It was the kind of weapon someone would use if they wanted to make sure their victim wouldn’t get up again.

"I think so… do you want to walk there?" "I would," he replied enthusiastically. "Alright... I'll talk to them..." "Serious?" Dylan asked, all excited. "Yes..." "Ah thank you!" Dylan gave him an unconscious hug. "Huh!" Dylan quickly pulled away from him, "Sorry…" he looked away. "Huh... Nothing." "Good…" Dylan looked away. "Ah... you know... I think I saw a bathtub in it..." said Archie, going back into the room, "and I really saw it..." he said, heading towards the bathtub that was in a from the corners of the room.