Romans & histoires Bangtan Bombs

“Yes, it was unanimously agreed that I, the chief of Guchi clan must not behave as Umai, who for a similar act caused the gods to pour their wrath on us even till this day. I wondered why my king could not understand that the prince was actually serious to fulfill his vows. I perceived war will soon come. Princes and Emperors do not swear by the name of their god and forget to make it happen. The clan chiefs and the king deliberated together, trying to untie this difficult knot, by seeking a solution to the matter, yet nothing different came from above. Briah, the priest of Zoe was gone! The gods seemed far from us. The king concluded that Banabella must not be given to the prince. I demande

Jay Jay and I just escaped death. I took a few steps back till my back hit the wall as I watched the commotion. The car is still burning and people are running around. Everyone in the stores ran out and I can see people rushing out of the place Jay Jay's dad just walked into. My hand shook and Jay Jay was crying louder. I rocked his back, trying to keep him calm as my heart pounded. How did this.....why did the car blow up? "Come on, Ms, take your baby away from here. That's a bomb. A bomb blast is a terrible outcome here in Bricktown. Just run, Ms, run!" The salesman said, driving his cart away quickly.

"What about you, Marcus?" "I'm not interested," Marcus answered, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses. Even so, Caleb remained calm. He slowly pulled out his phone and said, "Once it's done, the Dodge Tomahawk is yours. As for your photos… I'll delete them." Marcus' expression changed instantly. His grip on the pen tightened until veins bulged. "What photos?" "The ones from elementary school. You know, when you danced in a skirt at the New Year's recital. The kind the whole class passed around," Caleb replied with a gentle smile.

It immediately flew up and wandered around. "I missed playing with Fray, you just locked him around your neck." said Nathalia. My eyes widened in disbelief. Oh gosh! "Well, Fray is doing a good job right now." added Corinthians. Grayson grabbed his bag and released small bombs, "I brought 500 pieces of these." Greyson said while holding the strawberry-like bomb. Anyone who sees that will be fooled, it looks tasty. "Be careful with that, we might explode here." Corinthians noted. "Don't worry baby, it'll only explode when shooted." Greyson replied with a wink.

Bast nodded his head in agreement while taking a handkerchief from the back pocket of his jeans, wiping off the blood from his hands. “I'll take Laura upstairs and then we'll talk. And to clear things up, she's my girlfriend and she's off-limits.” Bast's stare was arresting, making me uncomfortable. It was like he could see right through me which was alarming since I've perfected wearing a mask to hide my true self a long time ago. “Sebastian Grey,” he said after a while. His hand hangs on the short space between us. Reluctant, I slowly extended my hand to hold his. Grey. His family name is Grey. He must be my biological mother's brother or cousin.

Jeremy seemed to be recovering from immense fear and shock as he said, "Hatty, this is just a minor injury. It's nothing. I'm glad you got here in time. Otherwise, I would've been seriously injured." Harriet's expression remained tense. "Who says it's a minor injury? What if there's internal damage? We have to go to the hospital and get a doctor to examine you. Only then will I feel at ease." As soon as her words fell, she pulled Jeremy by the hand and walked out with him. Her usually calm and composed face was filled with urgency. Just as they were about to get into the car, one of our colleagues, Monica Hanks, stopped Harriet with a frown. "Harriet, why hasn't Aaron come out yet? The bomb

My jaw tightened. Bellowing in anger, I grabbed a rock from the ground and hurled it in their direction, wishing that we could all perish together. As the mafia's Soldato, Jimmy dodged the rock with an agile move. Then, he charged at me and sent a kick right in my stomach. I fell to the ground and threw up a mouthful of blood. The pain drained the color from my face. Lilyanne let out a terrified scream as she took a few steps back before stumbling backward.

Gunfire lighting the surroundings in quick flashes. *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*

He paused dramatically, as if waiting for me to press play. “Do you need a dollar to open your mouth again?” “Don’t be shocked, and scream, because I’m not going to—“ “Spit it out already Lucas I’m losing my patience here!” “Well, BTS just confirmed that they’ll be—“ “BTS? Like the seven normal boys from Korea BTS? You mean BangTan boys? That BTS?” I screamed on top of my lungs, ignoring the dissatisfied look Douglas had on his face. “With this reaction, I don’t think they’ll be attending the party anymore.”