Dr Xenon Bloom Novels & Stories

What was happening? I lifted my tear-filled eyes and looked at Damien with disbelief. I was in love with Damien? At that moment, Damien looked at me, then at the flowers on the ground, and back at me. "Felix, do you like eating flowers?" After asking that, he probably did not believe it himself. He looked at me with probing eyes, waiting for my answer. I pressed my lips together and hesitated before reluctantly explaining, "It's Bloom Syndrome." I planned to get up and leave after saying that, but Damien moved to block me. I frowned at him, my displeasure evident.

“Your scent and heart rate tells a different story.” Xenia buried her face in her arms to hide the blush on her cheeks and blocked out whatever attraction she had to him. He smelled as if he had just come from the woods and Xenia involuntarily lifted her head to get a sniff. Her favorite scent surrounded her, sandalwood and orange blossoms, and it made her smile just a bit. Stupid body. I hate not having control. “Can’t you do something about this, Nova?” Xenia asked. “Block him or something.”

She monitored the telemetry from the drones hovering over the line. "Look at the 'Synaptic-Rebound,'" Sarah noted, pointing to a holographic display. "The moment they inhale the first spores, their cortisol levels drop by seventy percent. The Sombra-enzymes are entering the bloodstream through the alveolar walls and immediately beginning a 'Chelation-Sweep,' binding to the lead and mercury they breathed in the Void and prepping it for excretion."

LUNETH "Thank you very much, officers," Drexon said with a firm nod and a glance in my direction. He dropped the phone from his ear, and his hand fell to the chair's leather, making a slight thud. "Was it not an accident?" I ask, and he looks at me and nods. "They are yet to find the specific reason, but it seems as though some accelerant has been used." "I thought as much," I sigh and close my eyes.

Nick growled out, his voice laced with anger and the same crippling fear we all felt. And honestly, we definitely shared in his agenda to make Brooke pay dearly for her foolishness. “I’ll go call Xenia, we need as much help as we can get,” Xander groaned and stalked away towards the stairs with his hand worriedly ruffling his hair. We were all on edge, but I was trying my hardest to remain hopeful. I had to put my faith in the antidote, hoping that it was strong enough for the droplets to make a difference. I watched closely as the antidote droplets filtered their way down her lips and into her mouth. I did that until she’d ingested every last drop in the bottle

Things were similar at the Xoron tribe as well. Xen was unable to wrap him head around the fact that his chest was suddenly about to explode for no reason. He then realised that it was in fact treading with the resonance of the staff that was hidden within him. He had almost forgotten about it. " Master Braze, I am sorry to disrupt your peace. " Braze was so startled that he was about to blast Azura off to oblivion. " Azura, samn it, man! How many times did I tell you not to do that with me? I forbade you... "

“Come on, chef boy. Let’s go check on that mango habanero aioli before you burn it like last time.” “Don’t talk about my aioli like that,” Rocky huffed, following him inside. Alone, Minnie leaned back into her chair, letting the sea air brush her skin. For the first time since the night of the dinner disaster, she let herself exhale. The water glistened. Her mimosa sparkled. She felt… not okay, but breathing. Still, something made her spine prickle. A tickle in the air. Like being watched. Then— A bouquet of sunflowers landed on the table in front of her.

Naomi couldn’t make her legs move. The pathology lab felt smaller, the air heavier, the fluorescent lights buzzing louder against her skull. Leonard’s words kept circling, refusing to land anywhere safe. “They’re getting oxygen,” he had said, voice low. “Their bodies just… aren’t using it.”

A surge of energy shot through me cold then warm then blinding. I cried out as my knees buckled. Ares lunged forward, but Clara grabbed him with both hands, lightning sparking between their skin. “Don’t touch them!” she shouted. Ares roared. “She’s hurting her!” “No,” Clara whispered, eyes wide. “She’s showing her.” The chamber dissolved. The stone. The air. The light. Gone. I stood in a vast, starless expanse a void where worlds hadn’t been born yet.

Liquidation is absolute. ​"The Apex Bloom is entering its third phase," Franco announced, his voice dropping into a lethal register. "The physical trials are over. The psychological games are over. Phase Three is total, unmitigated betrayal." ​The heavy steel doors that led back to the living quarters slammed shut with a deafening boom. Red emergency lights bathed the room in a bloody, pulsing glow.