Bam Bam Rubble Novels & Stories

Despite having a lot of things that were preventing me from functioning well, I don’t know how I was able to come to the company without any scratches. There are a lot of things in my mind lately. Even though I wanted to talk to my only friend about the situation I’m into, I couldn’t tell her at all. Cassandra had once suffered from a miscarriage and I was there when it happened. It was a pity but more importantly a lot more painful for my friend as she had expected her baby to live. After that incident, I had vowed myself to always buying her whatever she wanted; probably also because of the trauma I sustained from that time.

A wave of desire surged straight to my brain, and a fierce heat built low in my belly. His hands kept rubbing my soft spot. The other men behind him lost patience. "Come on, Steve, just tear 'em."

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

to cover the bottom of the hole. "What the hell is he doing? Is he carrying the rubber mud to smash himself?!" If he was not frozen by ice and snow, could it be that he wanted to be smashed to death by a big "rubber mud"? Looking at the hole that was completely covered, leaving no gap and the rubber mud quickly falling down, Samuel and the other two were all stunned...

The kingdom had been brought to naught. Everyone and all the infrastructures of the kingdom of Muzagah had been destroyed. Charred ruins wafted grey smokes in the air. The carnage was a tragedy and a horrid sight to behold. The Motherland was littered with thousands of filthy corpses. Still intertwined together, they strode slowly on, making their way through the bodies; scanning about the corpses to identify their relative’s faces.

The man put the Brian’s body on the hospital bed and went away. Brian on the other hand once again fell into the land of dreams. ***** Brian’s dream starts ***** Brian was waiting on the garden bench for someone. He had a book he was reading but that was strange. He does not like reading the books. He was more like a movie person but that book was special. It was her wife’s favorite book, Nebulous (Evil within) but where was his wife, Brian wondered. Brian looked around but found no one. He was getting worried now. He closed the book and stood to do a patrol of surroundings. He went close to the beautiful Lilies. He remembered buying them frequently for his wife. His wife loved lilies. But s

Daph answered, her ever-present protective energy stiffening her spine as she greeted Ruben with a practiced politeness. He looked different. More worn. Better dressed than usual, in a soft grey sweater and jeans, his hair less sharp, more natural. A bouquet of yellow tulips in one hand. A blue RC car in the other. “Hey, buddy,” he said, crouching down as Julian gasped and ran forward. “Cool! You brought me BumbleWheels!” “Close,” Ruben chuckled, handing over the remote-controlled car. “He’s BumbleWheels’ cousin. Name him whatever you want.”

I was alarmed to see soot on his face, especially when the earth shook right behind us as the shack finally came crumbling down. I faintly heard Brandon ask him what he was doing here, but I was too busy staring at the rubble. Fire licked out against the ground, reaching for the sky. All I could see in the rubble were charred, unrecognizable bodies. Some in the form of wolves, others human-like. No scent was left on them, it was all burned away. My hands fell limp to my side. "We... need to get back," I whispered, trying to pretend my lungs weren't heaving.

Gradually, a pale fish-belly white spread across the eastern horizon, brightening the land, yet the atmosphere remained somber. Even after an entire night without rest, their pace never slowed—until they reached a devastating scene. Britney gasped and covered her mouth in shock. A vast expanse of white rubble lay before them. Buildings on both sides of the street had collapsed entirely, making the original road indistinguishable. She could vaguely imagine what this street must have looked like before the earthquake—the traces of life once bustling through it. Riverdale’s vibrant main street, once full of simple and warmhearted people, had been wiped out, reduced to nothing but leveled ruins.

he said as he removed his hands and began to run towards the gate. With my super speed, I ran after him, caught up, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck again, and jumped several feet into the air. Just as I jumped, the bombs exploded behind me, sending a force wave that propelled me forward until I landed with a thud and dropped Raven, who was practically squealing with joy. "Let's do that again, boss," he said as he got up on his feet. I looked back at the mansion and shook my head. The entire building was nothing but a crater filled with rubble of large chunks of concrete, roof, and the occasional piece of furniture that wasn't burnt to cinders, lay close to the fence.