Iron and Agate
The air has that fresh ozone smell after a good thunderstorm with hints of earth and spice. fat drops still fall every so often from the canopy.
Dragon Mama - Dead Sparkler
She stopped to sniff at the air for a while, a thick, acrid smell of ozone, a familiar scent "voltaro..." samuel looked up at her "are you ready, hirya?
Endgame: Knot Just Omega - Chapter 1: Proximity Protocol
He'd left a ghost trail: the echo of his scent in motion, his jacket swapped off, a faint shimmer of citrus-ozone omega heat half-masked by alcohol and sweat. a carefully staged misdirection. and now, he was vapor.
Stripped Bolts and Leaking Lines
It tasted of oil and ozone. "yeah, yeah…" medical costs were jack's fourth biggest expense. there had been several times his cybernetics had been damaged and needed a part or two.
Conduction Exhibition
He could hear them both roaring out in pleasure before a massive discharge made that section of the forest smell like ozone. /// auru’s moans were muffled as she bobbed her head back and forth.
A cinder of power, Chapter six; of god and queen
The distinct smell of ozone lingered in the air, a tangible reminder of the raw energy that permeated the scene.
A Fitting End
He couldn't help but run his tongue across his thin black lips as his new nostrils huffed in her lusty female scent; an odd combination of cedar, ozone, and animal musk.
A Dragon and Her Human Chapter 12(Rewrite)
“i know you don’t see anything on radar,” he added with a chuckle as he approached the ozone layer. “blackout actual, out!” conner said just as he exited earth’s atmosphere and lost radio contact.
Slutcat and Sworddog #3
She opened her eyes at the crackling sound and saw sparks leaping from her outstretched hand and hitting the floor some distance away, sparking and arcing while the scent of ozone filled the air. her eyes went wide with wonder. | [!
musket: chapter two
Inside the vortex of spinning condensation were brilliant strokes of lightning criss crossing here and there constantly. soon the lightning was becoming bigger and bigger. the electricity was starting to make hairs go up and everything smelled of compost and ozone
Thunder
Andy's nostrils flared at a stink of ozone and sulfur. a moment later they were refilled with the sweet smell of females and the boy was a grinning human again. but andy knew.
A Vignette from the Roadhouse: Contemplative Indulgence
The dobe finds herself musing, whilst a probate finds themselves yanked into subservience the air amid the rafters quaked with the hoary voices caterwauling to the jukebox, the slam of glassware against each other, the ozone smell of the evening, as the wind