Smoke And Steel Novels & Stories

He took a little drag and threw the rest on the floor, he stepped on it twisting his leg sideways to make sure it was properly quenched. "So, you now pay taxes and all that?" Tom said with amusement on his face. "Yeah, what can a man do to have peace" Tom trailed Steel as they walked back to the wall of guns, Steel turned a cupboard that was just beneath the wall, it had four openings two on the front and two on the back also,. He brought out an MD-850 pure steel. "Here we go" he said handing the gun to Tom, sniffing in very hard. Tom held the gun felt iy material, he had to know. a lot of gun to thrive in his kind of job.

Scott abandons the car without consideration for others outside of Mum’s and Dad’s house and we quickly jump out. The air is thick with smoke and fear as the neighbours with grey faces huddle amongst themselves. There’s firefighters everywhere; running and shouting. I stand in front of the house and struggle to breathe as the flames crackle and roar, as they burst from three windows and the smoke billows into the night. “Where are they?” “They’re still in there,” Steve says, his eyes heavy with tears. “I tried to go in, but the hallway was filled with smoke and….”

I wasn’t just losing it with them watching. The mercenaries didn’t give me time to catch my breath. A net dropped from the smoke, taut with dragonsteel that whined as it scraped stone. I twisted, flame flaring from my chest, but the ropes caught my shoulders anyway. Pain shredded through me, visceral and instant as the counter-runes etched into the steel ignited. My fire didn’t burn through it immediately. It warped back, compressed inward, choking me with my own heat.

He smirked and lit the cigarette between his hands. "I think yes," he said. Walking towards me. I didn't move a bit, there is no reason to do that. I am not scared nor intimidated by this guy. I am Steel, no one can ever scare me. "Come with me peacefully or do you want me to knock you down first?" I asked. His eyebrows met but smile right after getting what I meant. Did the dude can clearly see what my intention is. "I think everyone is trying to look for me, I wonder what they need. Do you have the same intentions?" He still asked what he was sure about.

, I think aloud as I drift into slumber SMOKE'S POV "Good job Smoke, now don't touch me, you're covered in blood", Stephen let out a hardy laugh. He's right though, I just came back from a mission to wipe out a group of people. Not the best way to spend a cool evening but at least that's over with.

The air was thick with smoke, the acrid scent of burning wood and flesh choking my lungs as I stumbled through the chaos. Flames licked at the edges of the settlement, casting long shadows over the walls and turning the night into a fevered nightmare. Shouts echoed across the square, the sharp crack of gunfire splitting the air as Captain Laura Wells and her soldiers clashed with Chloe’s forces.

Chapter Thirteen: Smoke and Memory The fire burned for hours. They watched from the ridge as the once-imposing NovaTherm compound was consumed by flame and fury. Eden sat on a rock, blood seeping from a shallow cut on her arm, her lungs still stinging from smoke. Roman stood nearby, his gaze fixed on the blackening sky. The night felt too quiet now—like the world was holding its breath. "That’s one node down,” Eden said, her voice hoarse. “How many more?”

– instantly moved to be by her side and as I suspected, Cobalt moved to take Ashly into his arms, and they disappeared upstairs. I scanned the crowd for my man and my heart thudded heavily when I saw the grin and gloomy expression on his face. Well, that didn’t bode well for any of us… “Hey, baby,” Steel said, pulling me onto his lap and as usual started caressing my stomach. “How are my girls?” “You’re having a girl?” Sara asked, frowning in confusion. I wasn’t far along enough to know the sex of the baby, but… “Steel wants a girl,” I replied and grinned. “And personally, I want one too. There’s too much testosterone here. I need to do something to balance it all out.”

Their black armor looked like it was liquidifying under the chandelier light, smooth surfaces shifting slightly with each step. Seeing this, Alexei immediately sprung into action, and flipped the salt grinder toward the floor. The smoke device detonated instantly. Thick gray clouds burst across the living room. “Now,” he said. I nodded and moved swiftly from the corner. One soldier lunged through the smoke towards me with a speed that nearly threw me off balance, but my knife was faster. It slashed across his chest as deep as I could. But I stepped back in horror and shock as the blade made a clanging sound like it hit steel made of titanium.

Before I could get a hang over whatever was happening, the Steel Reapers, our rival patch streamed in in a row of straight blinding lights. “Shit,” I muttered, flicking the cigarette in my hand away. Smoke burst out of the club yelling “Who just came here?” But before I could answer, they were already in the yard, swinging chains and bats. shouting and doing what they knew how to do best. Causing havoc. Before I could think, I jumped in the middle of it, grabbing one off Smoke and shoving him back. Another came swinging and I ducked and hit hard. I felt his jaw crack.