Will Bleach Keep Rats Away Novels & Stories

I smell bleach. BOLA!!!!

I pressed myself closer to the door but it turned it's head towards me. I pressed closer to the door and surprisingly, it turned away and faced the poor rat that had been trying to scale the wall. It reared its head and was still for a while then it struck with amazing speed. I screamed briefly as I watched the poor rat move slower and slower as the poison began to make it's way through it's frail body. Soon it was dead.

Mia asked, blinking. The small grey creature sat there, staring at them like they were the intruders. It held a piece of crust in its tiny hands. Chewed. Blinked. Continued eating. Daniel snorted. “Well, he’s got good taste.” Axel sighed and crossed the room, grabbing a plastic container and nudging the rat into it. “Relax, it’s just a field rat. They wander in sometimes when there’s food left out.” Lauren climbed down dramatically. “I almost died. Do you know what a rat can do to a woman in her prime?”

the 4 big rats are glaring at us and squeaking loudly! "what should we do!?"- Art "stay focus!"- Bobby those 4 rats are creating commotion and loud noise!! "We should get rid of them before they attract some zombies!"- Jimboy Art quickly move and attack the rats but the big rats are fast! in just a second it already passed Art! "Woaah!"- Art and one of the big rats slams its body to the right side of Art!

Daisy stood in the middle of their tiny flat, her hands dramatically planted on her hips as she surveyed the chaos. “Honestly, Chelle, I don’t think I can stay here anymore,” she groaned. “The air conditioning’s packed up, there’s mould in the bathroom, and to top it all off—rats. Actual rats. And roaches. I could swear one of them literally winked at me this morning.”

Cassie let out, making me spit the water out my mouth, and they both looked at me. "You are making Alison eat rats?" I asked her with my eyes widened in not-so-awesome wonder, and she nodded her head in response. "Yeah! Those tiny creatures slither at the fields at the Central Domain and eat the farm crops there. And the easiest way to terminate them gradually is to let the wolves eat them. But when my lazy big-ass wife gets super lazy, she would just ask me to command the rats to go to our camp. They are a good source of protein, Prycie. And I don't believe that you have not eaten some cringe-worthy creatures in the forest."

As I reached there, my trembling hand fumbled for a moment, searching in the gloom, then found the cold, greasy switch and flipped it. Light flickered on, harsh and yellow, like a sick, sickly glow, revealing the horror within. I beheld it, and a scream tore from my throat, raw and involuntary, filled with pure revulsion. Rats, not small ones, but big as small cats, with beady, malevolent eyes and twitching whiskers, jumped out from the stained, grimy bathtub, scattering in every direction, their little claws scraping on the decaying porcelain. Cockroaches, dark and shiny, scurried across the filthy, cracked tiles, disappearing into cracks in the crumbling walls, a disgusting, moving carpet

He paused to look at the screen. "It’s a land shark, Cale," Elion said. "It needs four hours of exercise a day or it eats the drywall. We are not getting a Malinois." "Drywall is replaceable. Security is paramount." "We live in a quiet beach town. The biggest threat is a raccoon knocking over the trash." "Raccoons are vectors for rabies. A Malinois would neutralize the vector." "No." Elion walked to the laundry room. Cale sighed and clicked 'Next'.