Bombshell Novels & Stories

Naturally, she was filled with anxiety and dread. "Get lost!" With a loud crash, Zayn hurled a liquor bottle at the door from inside the study. The sharp and piercing sound made Cassidy scream and turn to flee in panic.

He knew all of it but HOW DARE HE! Damien lay sprawled on the ground, his face all bloody, coughing out blood due to the impact of hits and kicks, barely conscious. Gerald's eyes caught the gun that lay just a few feet away and he picked it up, determined to shoot Damien with it. " STOP!!" A shrill voice screamed. " Just stop!!" It came again and Gerald recognized it to be Serena's. That seemed to snap him out of the trance he may have entered. He stared at the gun in his hands and who it was pointed at before, he raised his head up to see Serena.

He soon opened the little pendant in it for everyone to see. "It's a bomb," Shantelle exclaimed. Leila looked at it, she wasn't really familiar with bombs— but then, the look on Dominick's face says it all. It was really a bomb that he embedded on her body. She tried to move but he grabbed her tight. "Stay still or we all die here, Leila Gonzales" Romeo stated. Leila was quick to obey his orders. Deep down, she was very frightened. She didn't want to get blown up into pieces. The bomb was tiny but the most powerful bomb in the universe. It was a handmade one and he knew that was Romeo's specialties. He knew how to manufacture different kinds of time bombs. This bomb,

**Trigger Warning - This book contains theme's some people find disturbing. It is a dark story - it contains mention of rape and dub-con. If you don't like stories with dubious consent do not read - (It is called BLACKMAILED by the BULLY people... this is the title and THEME of the book) Much love and thanks for reading x** Alice stood on the corner on Monroe Avenue, staring at the house four doors down. Outwardly, there was nothing terrifying about the property—a three-bed red brick terrace similar to others in the row, and not dissimilar to her own.

Inside, the wires and the mechanism of the bomb, ready to be detonated, were clearly visible. "My God!!" The receptionist recoiled, her eyes wide. She let out a piercing scream and ran outside. "She has a bomb! That woman has a bomb!" Rosalia, with tears streaming down her cheeks, followed her with the box in her arms. She headed toward the parking lot, holding the bomb as if it were a cursed trophy. "Yes, I have a bomb!" she cried, broken. "And if I set it off, this whole damn building will be blown up!"

Then Casandra picked up the bomb, and tries to throw it. "Stoppp...!!!!" Johnson shouted. "Why?" "There is a child in there. We heard the crying when we first arrived." Johnson said restlessness" "But no sound of it again maybe the child is bitten." Casandra replied him. Johnson told her to wait, but Casandra did not listen and throw the bomb. She ran and enter her van and drives back ward. Johnson also ran back to Jane, enter the van, and they drive back ward also. After two minutes Casandra press the bomb button then it blows off DC completely.

They stood like statues, stunned on what just happened, their brain processing the horrifying event, hearts beating in melodic rhythm; fast and deep. Black smokes rose up into the heavens, staining the clean blue sky and filling the air with the smell of burnt grass and oil. All the cries and shouting suddenly fell silent. Even Maddy stopped sobbing; her cloudy puffy eyes were on them. As usual, it was her who always broke the silence. Bringing everyone to talk and in a non-diplomatic argument. "Badbloods" she said in a low growling voice but the hate and anger in it was loud and clear.

Philip snapped, glaring at the man standing as still as a statue beside him. "Well? You’ve been staring forever—see anything yet?" “…Of course I did. She’s clearly been traumatized again. What did you do this time? Don’t tell me—” He smirked, crossing his arms and leaning back against the wall. Diego didn’t respond. Between his fingers, a lit cigarette glowed red, but he never took a drag. His expression was cold and unreadable. “The bomb used in the BM incident—it was a T5. I took photos. Have a look,” he said in a low voice, passing his phone over.

Leo checked the signal again. Then his face went pale. “No.” Daniel looked at him. “Why not?” Leo swallowed. “Because it’s already armed.” Inside the garage Wolfe looked toward the ceiling. “Goodbye, Marcus.” Inside the vault Marcus whispered, “You traitor.” Sebastian turned and ran toward the ladder. Five seconds. Inside the penthouse everyone stepped back from the bomb. Four seconds. Leo’s hands flew across the keyboard. Three seconds. Daniel shouted, “Get down!” Two seconds. Leo suddenly yelled,

"And the person behind you was the man who failed to attend today, makes sense right? Because he could smell that his identity will be no longer a secret today. And their sh*ts will unfold. None other than, the CEO of Coleman Empire, Mr.Achilles Coleman." "And inside of this flash drive I am holding was the footage of their conversation before the recent bombing in Russia, and pieces of evidence to prove my claim. Let's all watch it."