Comet With Bleach Spray Novels & Stories

Shaking my head to clear the fog, I pulled away and headed out of the room to fetch the spray. I returned to find her curled to the side. My footsteps alerted her of my presence. She turned and sat up on the bed, her brows furrowed. "What is that?" Taking a seat next to the bed, I held the spray in front of her. "Sterile saline spray." Scooting forward, I cleared my throat. "From my research, it doesn't hurt. I had someone bring a few of these. They are good for piercings—aids effective healing."

After the demonstration, the shop opened and was flooded with customers, both men and women. Next, Willow saw a candle that would change the color of its flame every two minutes, a blanket that could put you to sleep, and a spray that could give memory to inanimate objects, especially shoes. If the spray is used on shoes, you wear them, and they will automatically retrace the steps of the owner of the footwear. The salesperson held a pair of brown shoes in one hand and the bottle of spray in the other as he looked at Willow.

How foolish of them to think I wouldn't identify a wolfs bane flower and make very good use of it. It was ready. I took the powdery substance and pushed it into a bottle, adding a little water to make it watery. I sprayed the Wolfs bane water in the room and stepped out. It was already nighttime. I sprayed the water all over the house and surroundings. It emitted a certain scent, that was going to destroy their system. Thankfully, I had taken the antidote with my son, it was going to have no effect on us at all. After spraying, it everywhere, I returned to the room and waited for a while. Waiting for them to inhale and begin to weaken. Soon the door was pushed open. The Wolfs bane scent was

He found a tainted scent leaving the bush, doused in bleach water. The bleach water was actually helping him to follow the trail easier now that she had changed into someone else’s clothes. Then she must have run out of bleach water, because the tainted trail continued without the bleach scent. He was impressed with her plan; she did it so well, so far. He was proud of her accomplishments; he could see them getting along like a house on fire. “Hey, Dale?” He called in mind link. “What?” He all but snarled with annoyance.

Blood smears across the carpet, dark streaks that'll never come out. Good thing this place sees worse things than murder. The bathtub is barely big enough, but I manage to fold him inside. His head lolls at an unnatural angle. I turn away, focusing on the next step. Bleach. Lots of it. The motel's supply closet is a joke—just cleaning rags and half-empty bottles. But there's enough bleach to burn away DNA. I pour it over everything: the carpet, the walls, the doorknobs. The chemical smell makes my eyes water.

~~ Dahlia ~~ The second I slammed my hotel room door shut, I bolted straight for the bathroom like a woman possessed. Not for the toilet, not for the shower… no. For the sink. I snatched my toothbrush like it was a weapon, slapped toothpaste on it like I was squeezing venom from a snake, and shoved it in my mouth. Scrub. Scrub. Scrub. “Oh my God, oh my GOD,” I garbled around foamy bubbles, staring at my own reflection like I was in a horror movie. “I’ve been assaulted. My lips have been… contaminated. I need bleach.“

I grab my sharp trimming scissors and a comb along with a spray bottle filled with water. I noticed his hair is clean so I don’t have to wash it first, just wetting it with the spray will be enough. He has a small ponytail at the back of his neck where the hair has grown so much this year. So, I remove the tie and brush out any tangles before using the spray to dampen the strands.

“What do you want me to do, huh?” She paused a bit before breathing, “I’ll go—” “Absolutely not!” “Conrad—” “It’s not an option, Skylar. Don’t worry, I’ll be back with Atlas before you know it.” I grabbed a spray can from the shelf and walked into the bathroom, spraying myself all over with it. “What is that?” Skylar asked. “Scent-cloaking body spray,” I answered. She raised a brow. “See? Nothing to worry about.”

For a moment, I was back there in a life I didn’t want to remember, surrounded by faces I’d long tried to forget. I tore my gaze away, heart pounding a little faster. I couldn’t let it show. Not even a hint of that past could resurface. Not here. Not now. I squared my shoulders and nodded at my reflection. “Time to bleach you out of existence.” The smell of bleach filled the tiny bathroom, making my nose wrinkle in disgust. I felt like I was withering away. It was pungent, seeping into every corner, mixing with the dampness of old tiles and mildew. I worked quickly, fingers gloved and precise, painting over every traitorous strand until I was satisfied. I watched as the brown vanished, repla

Why would he? 'And why am I so desperate for his cock?' she wondered. 'I'm acting like a bitch in heat.' After smothering everything in bleach, Lexi scrubbed and rinsed them off with water and a cloth. It took a decent amount of time, she got bleach on her favourite dress, and there was still limescale and dots of black mould at the end of her efforts.