Living Spray Novels & Stories

I wanted to appear dangerous and needy at once, a contradiction that had its own currency. I kept the spray hidden in the pocket of my apron like a prayer. The liquid inside was cheap perfume mixed with something else, a trick I had learned the hard way. Even a small note of copper would carry. It was not just vanity. The scent was bait and signal both. The spray misted like a promise, pearling on my skin and evaporating in the heat of my palms. I watched the droplets bead and then disappear into the warm, creamy skin of my breasts. The action steadied me. It made me feel like I was doing something active instead of waiting to be decided upon. The scent rose and mingled with the other smells

His evil eyes landed on my face and his intimidating gaze sent me retreating a few spaces to the door. “Sorry sir, is there anything else I can get you?” He glared at me for a while, and I held my breath. “Yes, pick up these at the supermarket for me. I need them before noon." He handed me a grocery list, and I headed out of his office. I let out the breath I was holding as I read through the list. Gloves, cleaning mask, SaniPath disinfecting spray, SaniPath disinfecting wipes for glass surfaces, PathOdorizer -Odour eliminating solution, microfiber duster for dust mites and cobwebs.

"This is a self-defense spray. I said that I would protect you and never let Hank touch you. If he tries to force you, you can give yourself a spray. When he touches you, he will begin to hallucinate." I was kind of confused. Why did I have to give myself a spray? "Won't I be hallucinating too?" Edmond shook his head and laughed, "You silly girl. It only works on men. You will be fine." Then he tightened his arm around my waist again, and his big hand gently roamed along my waist. He whispered in a husky voice, "It's still early. Let's do it again." I pushed him away and wrapped myself in the blanket.

“These are most effective in tea form. You can mix them with your favorite tea or brave the bitter taste alone. These are most effective when smoked. Do you have something to smoke with?” “No,” Thea said. The apothecary walked away and came back with a pipe and lighter. He demonstrated how to use it, how to clean it. “I also devised a concoction that may interest you. It’s a spray. Our warriors and trackers use it regularly to mask their scents. Would you like to try it?” “Yes, please.” He added it to the bundle, handed it to her. “If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to reach out.”

I raised my eyebrows as he reached down with it, making it clear he was going to aim it in one place only. “Crouch a little,” he said. “It will work better.” I didn't need any encouragement, despite not being sure what it was. The first spray made me moan, the pain and soreness almost instantly vanishing everywhere it touched. “What is that stuff?” I asked when a second quick spray finished the job.

Once a rogue went feral, death was the only remedy. Worried the rogue might notice my brother's scent, I whipped out the spray from the pouch around my neck. Startled by the mist I sprayed around him, my brother's protest came through our mind-link, surprised and annoyed. "Hey, what's the deal with dousing me with some weird spray, Stephi? If this is one of your pranks, you're going to regret it.” "Listen up, idiot! I'm making sure the Rogue can't pick up our scent, which is exactly what this spray is for—it masks our smells," I scoffed, dousing Jeremy with the spray.

Melody enthusiastically replies. Gage, grabs a plastic bottle with a spray nozzle, fills it with stain, blue and begins spraying the cement, “I don’t think this will take long at all.” The family make their way up the steps as Gage sprays, then he hands the sprayer to Melody. She sprays a few steps, then passes it to Leo. He grips the sprayer, and releases the blue stain onto the cement step, watching in delight, “This is cool, how will we make it look like ocean waves?” his chestnut bangs are swept to the side, falling by his cheek.

Before she could speak, Mom cut in with a sarcastic tone, "Sienna, you were the one complaining about not sleeping well. It's a blessing that Luna Alayna personally made that spray for you, yet you still have the nerve to be picky? "You really think the pup in your belly makes you something special? Take a good look at yourself in the mirror!" Alayna's lackeys rolled their eyes at me. "You have such a wonderful sister, and yet you have no idea how to be grateful. If I were you, I'd spray it on right away and show it off." "This spray contains moonflower pollen. Its energy will dissipate if it's left open for too long. A nobody like her doesn't deserve such luxury."

Brayden was the tip of the spear, the one who would draw the attention while Inez and Ryder took care of the details. He would be the distraction while they got the intel they needed. No one would escape. With a final nod to himself, Brayden moved closer to the entrance. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small bottle, a clear liquid inside. He unscrewed the cap, revealing a powerful chemical spray. Brayden held his breath as he carefully approached the guards, his movements precise and silent. They hadn’t seen him coming. Before the guards could react, Brayden, Inez, and Ryder sprung into action.

She sprayed the red powder on Darryl’s body. At that moment, Darryl could smell a funny scent starting to spread. “What are you doing?” Darryl became worried as he furrowed his brows. “You scared?” Quincy kept the jade bottle as she grinned and her eyes full of contempt. “I sprayed something called the Stray Scent on your body. It’s a special herb from South Cloud World. Poisonous bugs love this herb. Imagine, there are so many mutated poisonous bugs around, how many would be attracted to come over?”