Living Spray Novels & Stories

I could finally feel a sense of hope after being hopeless for what felt like forever. “Don’t get excited Maddie. I have a surprise for you as well,” Lara says standing up. She pulls out a plastic spray bottle waving it in the air. “This will put us on a level playing field,” she says as she starts to spray me. Putting my hands up in the air, blocking my face and body as much as possible, “What is it?” I say gasping for air as the spray settles around me. “Of course, it is a scent concealing spray,” Lara says.

"But you have a connection with them, and they might try to use you or harm you. You can't be too careful. Please protect yourself." I pulled him closer, placing my head on his chest. It was beating fast, and I knew he was afraid—afraid of the unknown. "So how do I use it?" I said, pulling away. "I hope it won't give me a rash. I have delicate skin.” "It won't. Just spray it on your skin like perfume. It will create a barrier around you that will repel any witch who comes near you. This will also mask your scent, so they won't be able to track you."

Dipping a hand into a pocket of his cargo pants, he brought out a small bottle half-filled with a black liquid and handed it to her. "First, spray this." Marcus felt his lips twitching as she wrinkled her nose at the nauseating odor oozing from the bottle. Yah, he felt the same way. "Pros of this special concoction, it hides your scent, allowing you to snoop unnoticed. Downside—it blocks your sense of smell as well."

"Neutralize the pH... starve the root." She then grabs her spray bottle of wintergreen oil and lye. To a normal plant, this would be a death sentence. To an invasive, acidic rot, it’s a lethal counter-agent. She pumps the nozzle, coating the main "heart" of the black vines where they emerge from the crack. The reaction is violent.

I asked carefully. She smiled again, slow and knowing. “For now?” she said. “Nothing difficult.” She stood and retrieved a small vial from one of the shelves. It glowed faintly, the liquid inside shifting like mist trapped in glass. “A portion,” she said, placing it between us. “Spray it into the air on the night you desire the moon fever to rise. Spray it towards the north. Only.” My pulse quickened. “And the cost?” I asked. Saleen tilted her head, studying me.

"The problem is, there are consequences and I don't want to risk going to prison " He stared at me. "Nat, come on, you will love this". Gosh!! Him looking at me that way with his golden brown eyes makes me go weak. "Okay fine". I gave in. He threw a can at me and I caught it. "What kind of spray is in here?". I asked him. He smirked. "Permanent kind". I gasped. "What?!!". He ran towards the cars with the can in his hand and began spraying each and every one of them.

He took off his spray the moment that he swiftly landed on the sliding glass window and sprayed it inside of the room as he covered himself with a handkerchief to prevent himself from inhaling some of it. After a few minutes, the people inside of the room were now sleeping heavily, which made Ingrid's eyes brighten in delight, especially as the spray he used was for Alpha wolves to knock them down and let them fall into a deep sleep. How much more, a mere beta or an omega could fight against it, especially because it is made for knocking Alpha werewolves. But of course, Ingrid knows that the spray he made won't work for the Alpha King, but since he is in a coma, he doesn't care about it and

My schedule had exactly zero seconds allotted for argument. Instead of joining her in snarky banter, I reached into the pocket of my slacks, withdrew the canister of Serenex I'd brought along in my briefcase, and sprayed. She glanced back just in time, ducking down and avoiding the first blast, which went right through where she'd been standing and splashed across the grill in a hiss of acrid steam. I corrected my aim quickly, spritzing her bare arm.

Lily poured out the boiled decoction. It was steaming hot and exuded the unique fragrance of traditional herbs. With complete focus, she poured the decoction into a bowl and turned around to put another pot on the stove. The other pot contained a brew for detoxification and an antipyretic concoction that would be used to spray the room. She needed to dilute it before spraying. Once she was finally done, a layer of sweat formed on her forehead. Fortunately, she didn't have to wear any protective gear in this room. Otherwise, she would be drenched in sweat.

She pulled out a spray and started spraying it around the Basement and the area where they stood. "What is this?" Silas inquired. Chelsea didn't stop what she was doing. "It will remove our scent and our footprints from here. No one can trace us after I spray this" she explained. After she is done, they left while Chelsea sprayed the liquid on the stairs of the basement untill they reach their car. "There, now it's impossible for anyone to find us" she declared with a cruel smile. Silas couldn't be as relaxed as her. He is scared. He started the ignition as soon as he sat behind the wheel and zoomed past that house and prayed that this should not come back to bite them in the future.