Bombshell Novels & Stories

If it weren't for Sirena shielding me from the bomb, I would have already been a pile of mincemeat by now. Fabio looked up in horror. "A bomb? There really had been a bomb?" He turned to look at Reina in confusion. "Reina! Didn't you say that everything went on smoothly and safely today? You said that Sirena was just lying about it to get me to go back!" Reina screamed in shock when Fabio called out her name all of a sudden. "I… I don't know! I just heard Ana say that Sirena was secretly up to something, and I was worried that she'd try and harm you. That's why—"

I couldn't believe he had come to visit me. Sandy turned abruptly, her brows furrowing as a presence caught her attention. "Who is she?" she asked, glancing towards the woman standing beside the bedside. Alena Sanchez, wearing a polite smile, introduced herself as a journalist from BMM TV. Christopher, who had remained silent until now, spoke up with authority. "No one is allowed in this hospital room, to my knowledge," he said sternly. Growing increasingly frustrated, he warned her to leave before he became angry.

She fakes a gasp too. "Yes, viewers, it is official. The winner of the competition, the fantastic artist, Celeste James, has denied recognizing her ever-loving boyfriend. This is the heartbroken Plinio Murray, signing off-" "Boyfriend, huh?" She smirks, throwing her paintbrush at me. "Yes, girlfriend. I wanted to be loud and clear." I grab her closer by the waist. Her hands rest on my shoulder and I lean forward to kiss her but she dips her head back.

A lot had change within 24hours that serious could not explain, from going to the bar with the thought of having the fun of her life, completely getting over her ex boyfriend, to having a quickie with a hot man, whose bed she was currently lying on, she could not explain what she was feeling at the moment, could not tell if it was a good or bad feeling. His phone rang breaking them apart, Alex reluctantly reached out for his phone lying on the drawer close to his bed, he flung it across the room when he saw the content of the message, it was Pearl, sending him her naked well shaved, and wet pussy, with the caption, " I can't wait to be fucked by you again"

"The bomb... it was real?" I crossed the hall in three strides, mud and blood tracking across the marble floors, ignoring the searing pain in my side where the silver bullet had lodged. My hands—still partially clawed, slick with the gore of battle—reached for her first, pulling her into my chest, careful not to crush our son between us. Her scent enveloped me: wildflowers mingled with the sharp tang of fear and the milky sweetness of motherhood. It grounded me, pulling me back from the edge of the wolf's rage. "It's over," I murmured into her hair, my voice gravelly, laced with the growl that hadn't fully subsided. "Thorne's down. His men are scattered. But yes... the bomb. He confessed—wir

He asked. “The bomb is set to a secondary detonator.” Josiah says. “The wire is buried looks like that way.” He says standing up. “This bitch is good.” Nick says. “How are you doing Shaba?” He asked her. “Oh, you know same old same old.” She said sarcastically before yelling. “How do you think I am fucking doing? I am standing on a bomb.” She replied.

Jason asked "Of course they bought it, they all know the mafia boss is perfectly capable of doing that, I told them.its best not to attend the meeting tomorrow and they all agreed" Leonardo stated "What about you? Were you able to get it the bomb?" "Yeah, I'm the boss at the company right now so its easy to do anything that I want, I've hidden the bomb inside the conference room, we have a remote button we can press from the outside and the timer is set for two minutes so after two minutes, kaboom, everything blows up and we win" Jason smiled

Not from me. But, all of a sudden, a sharp bang reverberated through the walls, jolting all of us from our seats. A bomb. We strained to listen as the silence that followed was more unsettling than the sound itself. No hurried footsteps, no voices, just the eerie weight of expectation pressing in from all sides. Just then, a shotgun aimed at me and Catherine, freezing us on our feet. “I know your husband betrayed me,” Wait– what?!

Leonardo DiCaprio had already walked over to the door. “Mr. Leo…” “Leader An, you don’t have to worry. There is our Boss around.” Madden was extremely confident as he looked at the back profile of his superior Boss. **** Crystalbella stood on the spot and did not move. After three minutes, someone appeared behind her. That person stooped down beside her. He was clean and swift in his actions as he searched for the bomb equipment before he opened the box with a ding!