Sting Proof Bee Suit Novels & Stories

The dream-fly sifted through it, opening and closing a few before sinking her claws carefully into a large silver one, and brought it over to Jester. Jester opened the box, and inside was something very black and luxuriously furry… He lifted it out of the box, and he realized he held in his hands a fur-lined cape. An intricate geometric design covered the back, embroidered in what he believed to be gold-spun thread. The clasp was leather of a dark grey, with a small diamond embedded into the metal. Before he could say anything, the dream-fly slid open the closet door and fluttered out carrying in her tiny, hooked claws a dark-grey suit and a white collared shirt.

Oh yesss, I take a leave from work today just to be ME. The silk robe is tossed aside as I dress comfortably in my own clothes; I've gotten creative these days when instead of putting the matching negligee underneath, I wear my own pyjamas -tank top and panties- underneath Scarlett's silk robes. It's not like Honey's gonna check what's under the robe so, meh.

I sighed as they all but ran back inside. I looked over at Christy to find Belle helping her into a black fitted chemical suit minus the mask. I don't even wanna know how she fit her dress in there. "What are you wearing?" All eyes turned to Christy when I asked that. "It's a modified chemical suit," she sassed me. "I can see that but why do you have it on?" I interrogated her "where did you even get it?" "We got it off a****n" I turned to find Belle putting on the next arm of a long black latex glove.

I blushed. “I noticed that. I'm so disgusted and sleep deprived.” He stands up and walks to the kitchen. Muzi glance my way a bit before focusing on his phone. Bangizwe descend the stairs looking like himself. He's wearing a military suit. If you know it then you know what I'm speaking about it. It's not macamourflage or anything. It's in the way it's designed. My dad had such suits. Bangizwe has such a way of making them look so good. “Ready to leave?” I stand up.

It has been hell this evening, and it isn’t getting better. The minute I saw Stuart, his scent knocked me out: musk and pine. Such a manly scent, and boy, did the look match. Stuart wore a black suit that fit him like a glove, muscles bulging. His dark blue shirt had about three buttons unbuttoned, giving a peek at his chiseled chest. The minute I scented him, I started to get wet, and it didn’t get better after laying my eyes on him.

Thereby leaving trails of water patches on the ground as I walked. First, before I changed into my suit, I walked over to the side of the window to down the remaining coffee in my cup before I finally went to the mirror side to get dressed. I was also going to save a little pat in the back for Lesley for knowing my exact size. The suit was a Turkish suit which I was sure must have cost a fortune, although I was sure it wouldn’t even have meant much for Lesley to spend that amount at a stretch. It hugged my body tightly, revealing my muscles and biceps, making me appear like a Greek god. Celia would love this on me.

If you sever ties with Pierce and stay with me, you'll be safe! Upon hearing this, Millie yanked her hand away from his grip indifferently. "I don't need your protection! I have only one husband, and that's Pierce!" With that, she turned to go back into the study. But Stefan's eyes fell on the male mannequin in the corner that was dressed in a suit. The suit had a boutonniere pinned to the chest, with Pierce's name written on it. Anger coursed through Stefan, and he grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk, aiming to shred the suit to pieces.

I shout, and I hear his low laugh. I open the bag to reveal a black velvet suit. The tag remains—custom-made, worth a fortune. I cover my mouth, trying to stay silent. This is too much for one night. I strip off my gear, sliding into the soft fabric. It fits like a second skin, accentuating my shoulders and waist. It is elegant, yet leaves just enough skin exposed. I spin, seeing how the light hits the material. I pull my device from my pocket and ping Nia.

The suits were ready in two days. They were this full-body, extremely fitting like-a-second-skin, midnight blue, superhero-like suits. They clung to the bodies of the soldiers like wet polyester and were as tough as metal when struck from the outside. However, they weren't heavy neither did the soldiers feel like they were wearing the toughest and strongest uniform on earth. Impenetrable.

"You know he is a hardworking man, the most intelligent man in the company, don't get me started on his look, he is so handsome, how I wish I could be his girlfriend, I will..." "Stop it Sunset ta....ta...yan...yan...yan, see her mouth," Evidence mimicked. "Oh girl you have not answered my questions, how come he always wear that blue suit every day?" "Calm down Evidence, if you are current you will have heard the news about him having ten suits of the same colour and same model, he doesn't like looking for the colour of suit to wear, he counts that as a waste of time, so he bought the suits to save him from time wastage, is that not cute?" Sunset explained.