305 Ice Novels & Stories

Smooth, unhurried, like he had said something completely ordinary and was now done with it. I stood at the boards and stared at the ice and felt my very carefully constructed position begin, in several places at once, to develop cracks.

“You’re mine for thirty days. Might as well enjoy it.” Soren turned his head, meeting JR’s gaze. “And after the thirty days? What then? We go back to trying to kill each other on the ice like nothing happened?” JR’s expression darkened. He opened his mouth to answer Soren’s phone buzzed loudly on the nightstand. Once, twice., then it started ringing. He reached for it instinctively. The screen lit up with his teammate’s name: Mitch Callahan – Assistant Captain. “Shit.” Soren sat up, wincing at the soreness in his body. He answered before it went to voicemail. “Mitch? What’s going on?”

His face was full of disgust like he was looking at something dirty. Then he grabbed the menu, ordered ten bottles of strong liquor, and looked down at me. “Forget it. An apology from someone like you is worthless. You like serving drinks, don’t you? “Clara, drink all ten bottles, and I’ll not only let this slide but also give you 100,000. How does it sound?” I did not respond. I just grabbed a bottle from the table. I knew Owen just wanted to embarrass me. He knew exactly how tough things had been for me ever since my parents started setting up rules for me.

Everything he said had been meant for my ears. I let out a long breath, then pushed my wheelchair into the apartment. Wilson immediately stood up and hurried over. "Liam, let me help you.” His movements were careful and attentive. Ruby hated seeing it. She glared at me with undisguised resentment. "We don’t have servants anymore in this modern era! You have perfectly good arms. Can't you push your own wheelchair?" She crossed her arms and sneered. "Honestly, I should've run over your hands too. Then you wouldn't be sitting here, pretending, just to make Wilson feel bad."

“Where are you? Freezing out here.” There was no response. I walked a slow circle around center ice, my breath fogging faintly in the cold air that lingered after the crowd had cleared out. The door to the arena opened. I straightened up immediately, already starting to say his name, a small smile forming on my face before I'd even seen him. "Took you long enough—" A figure stepped through, briefly silhouetted by the light from the hallway behind him. His height and build matched exactly what I had expected.

Truthful answer, slightly embarrassing. [Nora]: I find you in the warm-up. wherever you are on the ice. and then I feel better Three dots appeared. Stayed for a while. [Jordan]: yeah? [Nora]: yeah. don't make it weird [Jordan]: I'm not making it weird [Jordan]: I do the same thing I stared at that for probably thirty seconds. [Nora]: okay [Jordan]: okay [Jordan]: get some sleep, Vasquez. four days [Nora]: night, A-minus

Bea answered as she grabbed her water bottle and drank a quarter of its contents. “Really? It’s so delicious!” Aiko said and decided to grab another slice of the sandwich. “Well, thank you” Bea looked at Aiko and showed her gummy smile, making the younger one blush and look away. “Hello, I’m back” Chihiro spoke, making them look at him as he showed the ice cream in his hands. “Why bother buying ice cream? You should have told me so I could help you” Autumn said as she stand up and help Chihiro with the ice cream tube

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.