Blast Camp Paintball Novels & Stories

The last week of summer camp goes by way too quickly and we’re already on our last day. Which is pretty much just a huge play day. Water balloons and water guns stationed all over the camp. Along with silly string and paint. Everyone’s wearing white, so people can paint their hands on each others' shirts. So far, it’s a lot of fun. I have on white jacket, and it’s already covered with everyone’s handprints. The triplets took my breast spot, saying they’ll kill someone if anyone else tries to claim them.

he shouted. “Not yet,” came a voice from below. Dino emerged from the catwalks, soaked in rain, eyes burning with fury. Cain raised his weapon, but Paula shot first, a clean round through his shoulder. Cain dropped to one knee. “I should’ve killed you when I had the chance,” he hissed. “You did try,” Dino replied coldly. “But I don’t die easy.” Cain dropped a smoke grenade, disappearing in a white cloud. “MOVE!” Dino shouted.

The scuffed grout lines blurred, and not from my tears, as I was pulled back to the paintball game. To him. We were deep in the game. Paint was splattered across every surface of the apocalyptic arena. I had green, yellow, red, and pink splattered along various parts of my body, the paint mixing until I looked like one of Jude’s palettes. Ryker had just taken a hit and shouted something dramatic about his pride. Sterling was chasing me around a busted-out convenience store with far too much glee for someone who claimed he had no interest in winning. Competitive ass men.

“You may want this.” She took it, looking completely baffled. “A squirt gun? What...” That was when all the kids came out. Tyson and most of the other kids at camp all emerged with squirt guns and began an all-out epic water battle. Dylan had planned it all. It was a water free-for-all. He had large plastic storage bins full of water balloons and filled squirt guns placed around the pool area. He’d gotten all the camp hoses and had them spraying sprinkler style to create a water playground for the kids to run through as they squirted and threw balloons at one another.

Today is the day when Mia and Blaze are going on vacation to Italia, they've prepared their stuff and everything, Blaze just did the last check-up for his pack. "Yes Mrs Blakley, we will arrange your problem since I won't be here for two weeks, contact my beta who will help you." Blaze said through his phone as Klay and Zach are playing together at rock, paper and scissors. "Rock, paper, scissors!" They yelled together loudly and Blaze cringed. "Fuck..." He muttered and glared at them but they didn't notice him glaring at them.

Chapter 1 little-angel POV. The funeral of the alpha of the Moonlit Claws pack had ended just a few days before. Life was slowly trickling back to normal, the hush of grief giving way to the anticipation of the upcoming ceremony. "The Shadowboom Unveiling", that sacred rite where the Moongoddess would designate the new alpha and show us our mates for under 18. I was joined by two of my childhood friends, Sunshine and Sunrise, as we made our way towards the apple groves .

"I can read, wildcat. What is the twist you plan on putting in the game? You did have a goal in mind when you decided to bring me here, didn't you?" Goal? My plan! "Yes! Yes." I started again, trying to recapture the sane, rational side of me by beating the little harlot in me to a pulp. When I was certain that she was back in her cage, I continued. "As you can see, this is a paintball recreation center. When I called earlier, I had the owner make a special arrangement for us. For a small fee you will be paying the company, we have the run of this forest for the next two hours. The forest spans three plots. The game we are playing today is paintballs of course. You fill your gun with paints

All I want to do is be with Ryan right now, but I promised that I would go paintballing with the guys (plus Jaime), so here I am. We are out in the woods at a range in the next town over. We gear up by our cars. I don’t think people realize how much padding you need to wear in order to play paintball. Those fuckers hurt and leave huge bruises and welts on your skin. You remember that line from the movie A Christmas Story, “You’ll shoot your eye out.”? It’s happened. We wear chest and lower body padding, arm and leg padding, cups (for the guys), gloves, and a special piece that goes over our throats. We also wear what looks like a modified motorcycle helmet with glare resistant glass.

It was angled towards the crowd, so when it went off, the crowd got sprayed with dirt. As he came upon the house, he grabbed the paintball gun and got low. He was making better progress than Carol. Unlike Carol, he stayed in the tree line and circled the house. Killing the warriors before they even saw him. Staying low, he walked up to the back windows and looked in. Then he moved to the side window. Just as he was about to break a window, his eyes landed on the ingredients to make a smoke bomb. Grabbing them, he moved back to the safety of the woods. It took him five minutes to make it before he went back to the window and chucked it in.