Comet With Bleach Spray Novels & Stories

“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.

He looks at David, grunts, and tosses him the last heel of sourdough, preserved and re-preserved so many times that it bounces when it lands on the counter. Darrel appears next, two flights down, carrying with him the bright lemony stench of disinfectant: David can tell already that he’s poured half the bottle on his hair for the inaugural bleach. “If I obliterate the pigment, maybe the wolf will just come out white and skittish and leave everyone alone,” he says, which is funny because Darrel’s the only one of the three who’d enjoy the attention.

I immediately got off my seat and rushed over to catch her so that she would not flop onto the ground. She chuckled and slowly opened her eyes. “My savior.” She teased before she bent over and threw up all over my shoes. “I should have left you to flop onto the floor,” I muttered before I helped her over to the chair I was sitting on before it slipped my shoes off as to not track vomit throughout the room. I moved the puke bucket closer to her along with the table with all of the refreshments that I had prepared. While she dozed off again, I made my way into the cleaning supply room to retrieve some bleach and air fresheners. Vanilla scented air fresheners are always the way to go. Lavender

Then, I removed the uniform. I changed into another set of home clothes. I sat down on my bed and used a scissors to tear the face cap into tiny pieces. I have a connecting bathroom and there was toilet wash in it. There was a bottle of bleaching agent too. I poured both on the pieces of the face cap. The color of the face cap changed when the two liquids touched it. I searched for a nylon bag and deposited the ruined face cap into it. I tied small the nylon bag carefully before taking it downstairs. I threw it into the trash.

She pulls the trigger of the spray bottle, and a fine silver mist settles over Gamma Everly, Alpha Leo, and Wilson. I hesitate, taking in the scene in front of me. The silver mist is almost pretty as it floats through the air and settles on everyone’s skin, glistening and gleaming like the morning dew. I wait for something more, something else, but the witch seems content with her work. She lowers the spray bottle and stares at the three of them expectantly. Gamma Everly lets out a disbelieving scoff. “Oh, please, that was–” But before she can finish her sentence, all three of them begin to scream.

Adam asked her as Mist set up the tent. “About half as long as it took us to get here,” she admitted. “I have a few more tricks up my sleeve.” She patted him on the shoulder and walked away, yanking something out of her pocket as she came. It was a tube of some sort, something Rain didn’t think she’d ever seen before. She cracked open the tube and tossed it back the way they came. “What is it?” Walt asked her. “Scent screener. It’ll mask any human smell within a ten mile radius.” Mist seemed satisfied with her work and walked back over to the small tent.

She held up a small spray bottle. “What is that?” “This happens when there are too many males in one space and a girl needs to get some peace and quiet. Humans have pepper spray, I have peppermint spray. It’s icy all the time and if you nail the right spot. Well, it’s either a mood enhancer or a mood killer. Then this is my cinnamon version. Let’s just say eyes are the key and never use on humans.” “You are sick, and you can forget taking that bag with you if that’s what you are carrying. I won’t be sprayed like a disobedient dog.”

I put the axe away and joined James where he’d already poured the bleach into the bucket. “Got two brushes.” I threw one to him and he dipped it into the bucket. I poured the bleach directly on the blood and started scrubbing as James shook his head and started from the other side. James and I scrubbed that area until there couldn’t possibly be any traces of blood left. When the smell of bleach overwhelmed us, I took the black bags to the Jeep and opened the boot. I placed three black bags on the floor of the boot and then loaded Mia inside. James locked the den’s door and got into the passenger seat.