Naruto Smoke Novels & Stories

The smoke was getting too much, the more he tried to endure it. "What?" The three men turned to him at the same time. "What did you just say?" "The smoke." Kon took a deep, steady breath before he pointed at the cigarette sticks in their hands. "Can you snuff those out? It's affecting me." The men laughed at Kon's words. "And if we don't do that?" They leered. "Then," Kon discreetly glanced around to make certain none of the men were bringing out guns, "I will snuff it out myself if you don't do that." He clenched his fists.

He didn't wait for an answer before the flame caught the end of the cigarette. Nancy was rendered speechless. She watched him inhale deeply, then exhale a ring of smoke that seemed both suave and provocative. The air around her was gradually infiltrated by the crisp aroma of the cigarette. It was not unpleasant, but it was oppressive, leaving her feeling smothered and ignored.

When I could no longer take it, I screamed. I felt Teacher Tech immediately smeared that liquid into my eyes. I was seeing visions again but this time, it was dark. Too dark. “What did you see Nathan?” Tech asked as soon as I able to get my sight stable again. Before I could answer, I began to notice an odd sight from far away. It was a huge dense smoke that was filling the air. The smoke was so thick that it ascended into the clouds without fading off. There must have been a very intense fire I thought.

I whisper into the sky as I drift off to sleep. *** Droplets of fire fall from the sky. Liquid embers pool, puddles and streams on the ground. Soot, ash and smoke are all around me. I’m terrified as I search for him. In the distance, I can see the massive silhouette of his wolf. There he is. My mate. He will reach me. Fire continues to rain down, and suddenly, his sapphire eyes and coal black coat are all I can see. “Unega! Unega!” He’s shoutin’ through the mind-link, but I’m so confused and disoriented from the smoke.

I coughed, waving my hand in front of my face, but the smoke only grew thicker. “What the hell is this?” Kane shouted, his voice muffled by the haze. The nuns stood still, their smiles turning sinister as they watched us struggle. “Dane! Kane!” I called out, stumbling blindly through the smoke. My throat burned, and my lungs felt like they were on fire. “Zane!” Dane’s voice was faint, coming from somewhere to my left. “I told you this was a bad idea!” I shouted, coughing violently. “Now look where it’s got us!”

Headmistress said. We all nodded and started fighting the lycans. I was confronted by a lycan with the power of deadly smoke that when you inhale it you will suddenly stumble and die after a few minutes. I rushed at him and attacked him with my fire ball and fire shuriken but he dodged it and his smoke kunai rained down on me. I raised both my hands to make a shield. It created thick smoke so I secretly made a fire crossbow and put a purple flame on it that could turn you into ashes. He didn't realize that I was attacking so he didn't escape the arrow I made.

♤Unknown♤ Turning the knob, I walked into the study where Nox was waiting for me. The thick scent of cigarette smoke hit me, and I wrinkled my nose. "How many times do I have to tell you not to fucking smoke in my house?" I snapped, shutting the door behind me. He just bared his teeth, plucked the cigarette from his lips, and crushed it into the ashtray. I walked over and sat down across from him. He crossed his legs and leaned back in his seat, moving with an ease that didn’t match his bulk.

He rolled his eyes and take out the cigarette that was in between his lips. "Don't worry, no one is going to be here again without my permission." He said, putting a quick spell on the door and sighed in relief. She smiled and sat in front of him, he glared at her while she gave him a satisfactory smile. "What are you playing, baby?" He asked with a glint of mischievousness as he lightened up his cigarette. "It's bad to smoke." She said, licking her lips. "I'm a werewolf, our lungs can support the nicotine, because I'm immortal." He scoffed.

A moment later she erupted into coughs as Gaara’s cigarette smoke drifted toward her. Gaara’s eyes widened in surprise. Seeing her cough because of his smoke, he reacted quickly, dropping the cigarette to the ground and crushing it under his shoe. “My bad, I forgot you’re not used to smoke like that.” “It’s okay,” Esther replied, though her heart fluttered with the smallest bloom of warmth. Gaara had put it out so quickly for her, just because she coughed. She knew it was probably nothing to him, but to her it felt incredibly sweet. He remembered her dislike for smoke even though she had not said a word. “Thank you.”

Nestie asked the question and then looked at the wisp of smoke that slowly dissipated from the window. He wondered what it was that created that smoke that for a moment looked like the figure of a woman leaning out of the window to look at the street below. As Nestie looked, a young man wearing a red shirt looked out holding an e-cigarette and blowing copious amounts of steam. Nestie had to laugh at himself when he saw the man.