Bam Bam Rubble Novels & Stories

he said against my mouth, and Lucy, finally looking up from her magazine at the worst possible moment, groaned dramatically. “You guys are so gross,” she announced, though she was smiling when she said it, burrowing deeper into the space between us instead of moving away, and I laughed, pulling her closer, Damien’s arm coming around both of us at once, the three of us tangled together on the living room floor in the fading evening light, wildflower catalogs scattered around us like confetti for a celebration that hadn’t happened yet but already, somehow, felt like it was already underway.

Zac was shocked and angry, and when the Killer Waves and Earthquakes Mine exploded, he shouted, "Aren't you afraid of destroying the Thousand Machines Box?!" The next moment, his voice was engulfed by a landslide-like explosion. It was as if thunder rolled on the ground with a bang, and the earth within thirty meters rose into the air and exploded into powder. The violent energy spread all around, and the courtyards on both sides of Bamboo Creek Alley were razed to the ground in a blink of an eye.

The roar of the water rushing through the canyon was a constant low thrum that vibrated right through the soles of my shoes the moment I stepped onto the terrace. "Beautiful" I muttered to myself. ​"Welcome to the Jungle Mrs. Lombardi," Lucas’s voice cut through the thrum of the river. ​I didn't turn around. I walked straight to the edge of the infinity pool, where the water seemed to spill directly into the empty, misty abyss of the jungle canopy. Hundreds of feet down, the white water of the river churned over black rocks. ​"It's beautiful," I whispered again this time hating how fragile my voice sounded against the backdrop of the wilderness.

It was raining. The stream from heaven flowed down along the side of the mountain, dragging along branches, leaves of fallen trees, and whatever it found on its way. One isolated driftwood bobbed and rocked, slowly. It picked up speed, winding its way until it landed on a whirlpool at the mouth. In its moody disposition, the surging stream rambled to eventually become a torrent of angry waters, never letting up. The subdued opposition whispered and started mobilizing. There were condemnations of the blatant transgression of a person´s right to life. Scattered groups all over the country could not keep quiet. Little by little they raised their voices. One of these informal conglomerations was

Broken timber and rubble carpeted the road. Ruby pushed herself upright slowly, staring at the devastation around us. The note still clung to her forehead. The edges were scorched black now, but the words remained visible. I pulled her hard against my chest and held her there. At the same time, my fingers closed around the yellow square of paper and crushed it tightly inside my fist.

"She seems to be livestreaming too!" someone shouted. The scene instantly descended into chaos. With a grim expression, I opened the livestream and saw a face that was emaciated, consumed by madness. It was Abigail. "Get Connor here!" she screamed at the camera. "If I don't see him within ten minutes, I'll kill myself at the headquarters of Foster Group!" Suddenly, my phone was taken from my hand by Grace. She gently smoothed the crease between my brows and said, "Don't worry. Let me take care of something this trivial."

It stayed inside his throat, blocking his airway. “How old is his little pup? Five? Six? Was it? Yeah… accidentally passed the house.” Even in panic, Alberu still looked at her as if she was talking nonsense. “Oh, sorry. Wrong sentence. I am not the one who passed their house. Karobe mountain, near the river stream, was stacked with a bundle of rocks. Samuel saw the kid play in the river. Very nice little pup.” All the color left Alberu’s face before it turned a sickly shade of grey.

The earth shook underneath their feet knocking them over. The rubble from the explosion shattered on them like hail, burying them under. The dust rose in a mushroom-shaped cloud making the visibility next to none. After the explosion the rubble kept falling, colliding with one another, breaking into smaller debris before reaching the ground. It took a while for it to settle.

"I don't know, maybe both of you can talk about it later, but now that you mention it, I haven't seen him much lately either. maybe he's going to explore or something" Bob comes running with his usual energy and brings the stones he had collected earlier. After analyzing them, I start sorting them into different groups. Some of them will help us to make the campfire, but most of them are completely useless at this moment. While Bob goes for more stones I pick one of the imperial rocks up and hit it against a normal stone.

Liam felt amused to see his brother's humble look. "Of course not!" Liam denied. "Humm… I also wander it." Ruby got the gut being a little bit drunk and she pick up a random stick and put it between a crab's thumb. So, the crab grabbed it and Ruby raised the stick and get the crab out of the bucket. "Mommy. Don’t do it. It's dangerous." Both the boys shouted but Ruby placed the carb on the pelvis of Edward's body and shook the stick. So, the crab naturally grabbed the nearest thing and it happened to be Edward's…