Novel & Cerita A Heart So Cold And Wicked

She didn't just block magic, she fed on it; stole it from other white wolves. Her touch made my blood run cold, my sweat freeze and breath come out in strained huffs. My veins were clogged with ice, churning and scraping against my flesh as my heart continued pumping. Her nails were digging into my skin, pinpricks of cold in a torrent of ice and snow.

Turning back, she flashed me a wicked grin. "The only crashing I want is our languid bodies crashing with each other in our matrimonial bed." She wickedly announced before cupping my dick underneath my pants. "Ava!" I cried as she squeezed my dick in her hand. The once semi-hard dick turned into full blown hard on as she bit her lips and winked at me. My damn vixen winked at me! "That's right honey! Groan my name because its the only name you'll ever chant and beg in this lifetime."

Well, I guess it was too late to regret it. As we got deeper into the cells it got chillier, and I couldn't even tell if it was light outside. The cold damp seemed to cling to my skin and the feeling that this place never got fresh air wrapped around me. The sound of a weak unearthly growl greeted my ears and my heart thudded. "It’s the Wendigo. Do you think you’d be able to see if in any way you could get anything from it?" "I can try." I said. "Good." He said.

It was because there had been even the slightest chance that the child was mine. She wanted to clear every single obstacle standing between her and Zachary. She was disgusted by my very existence. She hated my soul and thought of me as nothing more than trash that had to be taken out. Even my bloodline was something she had to purge, to keep herself "clean." It was absurd. It was despairing. Both feelings tangled together in my mind and dragged me down like heavy water. Zachary was approaching Yvonne with a bouquet of beautiful roses in his hand. The ice-cold fury on her face melted instantly. She became a tearful woman in love, touched by her lover's surprise.

Then a soft wind swept through the cracks in the window, carrying with it the faintest whisper—low, cold, and unmistakably real. Carter… I stiffened. My blood ran cold. Charlie turned toward me, brow furrowed. “What is it?” “Nothing,” I lied, forcing a shaky breath as the whisper faded into the night. “Just the wind.” But deep down, I knew better. The Wicked wasn’t gone. He was waiting. And somehow… he knew my name. —————————————————————————————————

I growl, my claws extending as I trace them over his frantically beating heart. "Nickolas, please," he sobs, tears mixing with the blood on his face. He's trapped, his legs riddled with arrows, unable to run. "Say hi to your daughter for me," I snarl, plunging my claws into his chest and ripping out his still-beating heart. I close my eyes, feeling the warm, slick organ pulsing in my grip, his blood dripping onto the ground at my feet. I take a deep, shuddering breath, a sense of grim satisfaction washing over me.

So cold! Why is it so cold everywhere? A cold that pierces the heart... Is that hell not as hot as lava but as cold as ice? Is it dead? But it doesn't accept... Clause Chen, it still wants to live, still wants to find happiness... It does not serve! God is unfair, so unfair to it... Clause Struggling trying to get out of his darkness to find some light of hope, but all it had was the quiet night that surrounded him. Cold breaths and pitiful cries are scratching this sinful soul.

“Who are you fucking with? She is a born werewolf; she wasn’t made in one day… you step back before I end his life. “A heart is what pumps the urges to kill and shift, she’ll just exchange it with mine and---” “Fuck you, old man, you don’t have nothing left to live either… you’re old and your son is dead…” I pushed my hand taking his heart out of his chest in an instant. This bastard thought he could beat me? Not even if I have no arms left… I threw his heart in his father’s legs.

She turned my life upside down. She gave my life... a happy ending! __________________________ THE END_________________________________ Hello my lovely readers! Here we are finally. To the end. It's been amazing putting out my story to you guys. The Frozen Heart is one of my earliest works. I started it back in 2018 and just going back to the story reminded me how far I have come as a writer. This book nowhere close to perfect. I know many of you would think it's a waste of time while many of you loved it. Nevertheless, I enjoyed sharing the story of Sofia and Liam with you guys. I hope you enjoyed my story. Thank you so much for all your amazing support my dear readers! I will see you again

I couldn't understand it. but I didn't have to, because in the next second I large warm hand wrapped around wrist, jerking me back in a smooth swift motion, my back touching the cold walls of the lockers in the next second, locked back into icy blues. My heart seemed to stop existing, because I couldn't hear it beat anymore. It’s a cold day in hell when your own heart betrays you.