Bumblebee X Smokescreen Novels & Stories

His arm went to my waist, and not long after that, I was already in the air. "You don’t need to answer. It’s better for you to sleep so that the effects of the drug won’t be severe. It’ll help with your headaches." I find myself nodding and smiling at him. I am in a dangerous situation, and I still have the nerve to be comfortable with this guy. I don’t even know him. The pain that I felt earlier seemed to be more bearable... Maybe because he releases a good and soothing smell. Shoot! He smells very nice. A mixture of sandalwood and fresh mint. I didn’t know that I would be a sucker for someone else’s perfume.

"Romantic? I'm the type who never lets a slight go unanswered. "I'm actually curious to see how long Trevin, with his empty pockets, and his now-paralyzed Wren, can keep the flame alive." … "Paralyzed?" Edward's confused gaze met mine, and I could not help but chuckle as I pulled him down to sit and began to explain. "The night Trevin was detoxifying Wren, the two of them became intimate and went too far, causing them to miss the best chance to treat her legs. Now she's paralyzed. Without that emergency serum, she might not have made it at all."

He had no idea what those spores did, but Zen suspected they gave players who inhaled them a debuff effect. His thrown dagger returned, and Zen took aim again. This time, he aimed it at the smaller round mushroom ball. With a flick of his wrist, the dagger embedded itself in the smaller mushroom. Once again, the dagger sank into the mushroom, and the monster screamed in pain. Zen studied the spore smokescreen attack and waited until the spores settled before tossing his other dagger at the smaller mushroom. This time, the monster perished, and the monster loot automatically entered his storage.

She did the same with the other three and picked the one that sounded the thinnest. She held her fireball out and watched as the wall started to turn black. The wall-screen bubbled under the heat. Finally, a hole appeared. The edges curled away with black smoke leaving a hole the size of a golf ball. Inside, wires and metal fibers curled away from the heat, making more smoke. Alex coughed and waved her free hand in front of her face.

“Honey. . . " Shamsya looked at Qomar as She roughly wiped the tears streaming down her cheeks. Shamsya ignores the surroundings. She seemed not to think everyone was there and stared at her. Several unclear sentences left her mouth. Many times her aunt failed to calm her down. Qomar nodded. He came and hugged Syamsa tightly. "Bismillah, I will"

It took him a lot of blinking to be used to the blinding rays and, there, right on the spot where Blame’s operation had taken place, aglow such a giant mushroom-shaped cloud of yellow-white smoke, the upper column of it forming such malice of a face that made his heart drum. Below such a monstrous nightmare, a lot of wielders were lying unconscious, others still running for their lives. He tried to look for Sloane and Briane, but they were nowhere in sight. They’re either dead or have already escaped. The latter would be much beneficial for his plans, so they better be alive. “As for you,” he murmured, glaring at the mushroomed smoke, “let’s see how long will you last.” Berry was about to am

He slowly raised his head up and if not for the hoodie shielding his eyes, he would have gone blind because of the numerous light pointed at him. “Do not move!” The cops repeated. He tilted his head towards Rebecca and his dark eyes lured at her for a bit before he finally looked away. One of the cops moved to him with an handcuff. When everyone thought he wanted to stretch his hand forth, he swiftly pulled out a smoke bomb and threw it in the air. Smoke covered the whole place and no one could see, the whole place was blury. Rebecca couldn’t breathe properly, she kept on coughing. She couldn’t leave the place because she couldn’t see.

"Well, I also have a trick up my sleeve." Just then a thick black smoke starts to form all around Agreas. The smoke quickly disperses around the hallways covering all forms of light and leaving them to pitch black. "Found you" Agreas leaps forwards scratching Bael across his chest. Quickly an invisible Bael retreats but Agreas was already behind him scratching him again across his back. "Since you're going to die here, I'll tell you something about my smoke." he chuckles to himself "my smoke acts as a detection device, as long as you are in contact with my smoke, I know if someone is around or not. You will not win this Bael."

Initially, everything appears routine. The shipment arrives as scheduled, and our men are meticulously going through the inventory, checking every crate against the manifest to confirm we received all items ordered. From the footage, it’s clear that everything was accounted for, matching the documentation without discrepancies. However, as Royce moves to inspect another container, the atmosphere shifts abruptly. Suddenly, smoke bombs are hurled through the opened windows, unsettling the entire setup into a cloud of chaos. Almost instantly, visibility drops to zero as the dense smoke envelops the room.

Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all. Turning at the corner where Damian and Excami were placed according to the plan, she saw that there was indeed a small string of smoke coming from a box that was cleverly hidden— it was camouflaged in the wall, having the same colour as the wall. “Albert, come here for a second.” Hestia called out. It took a few seconds before she heard a couple of footsteps coming towards her.