A Touch Of Frost Book の小説・ストーリー

But I like how she’s starting to open up to it. I’m not too fond of interruptions when she gets into the physical stuff. I was already making a mental note to hide Forrest’s crutches or something when his ringtone filled the air. She’s on top of me, and she’d permitted me to touch her outside her clothes. Things were getting hot, and I was all in. And before I could truly enjoy this next step in our physical relationship, a bucket of ice as cold as their name was dumped on me. Fucking Frost. They are going to pay for this.

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I kept doing it for more than a minute until my toes started hurting and my hands tried to stretch more to grab the book and that's when I felt a presence behind me. Hell, when did he come near me? I didn't even hear his footsteps. I didn't have the guts to take a look at him but he came so close that his whole body was touching my back and I regretted wearing a short skirt. His hands reached from behind to grab the book and because of his action, his lower region brushed more deeply against my butt, making me close my eyes in sudden fear and excitement. He easily grabbed the book and plopped it on my palms. I thought he would leave after that but instead, he kept both his hands on the sides

the stranger crowed. Before she could spit another insult a blur of white and gray fur crashed into her. Smoke gaped at Frost as her mother drove her claws across the stranger's shoulders. The tortoiseshell's teeth clacked in the air, just barely missing Frost's muzzle. With a snarl of fury and vengeance Frost whipped around and slashed her claws across the tortoiseshell's own muzzle. The tortoiseshell stumbled back in surprise at Frost's sudden attack and shook off droplets of blood. "If I ever catch you hurting my kits again, your pelt isn't the only thing that will be missing!" Frost snarled. The venom in her voice sent chills down Smoke's spine. "Leave now, or I might change my mind now,

That got my eyes slowly dimming at his touch with my body moving to his rhythm. His finger came down to my shirt, slowly unbuttoning them one at a time. "Don't you have a meeting to attend to?" I asked, gradually drifting into his charm. When he unhooked the fourth button, i felt his hand going under my top, reaching for my right boob. His hand came around it, giving a gentle squeeze, causing my body to sway at his touch. "The meeting can wait." His lips came down on my neck with kisses, trailing my skin with his tempting and Icy touch.

Then she turned on her heels and left, still giggling. I loved to listen to her laughter, but it left a dull ache in my heart. I started ripping off the gift wraps just to keep myself distracted. But it didn’t help much. My mind kept veering to the best day of my life, my wedding day. I still found it difficult to believe that Eva could do such a thing. I felt something moist in my hand, and I dropped it with a scream. Looking down, I found a book that appeared to have a cover made of real fur. A note had slid out of the book due to the fall.

From the very first day I met him, I felt this impossibly stubborn feeling that never went away ever since. He hesitated a second before his fingers wrapped around mine. "Now try again." Frost looked at our joined hands, then at the table. He didn't even seem to do anything at first but soon, ice suddenly began to bloom from where our hands touched. My breath caught as I watched it spread down his arm, across mine, then onto the coffee table in the most intricate, beautiful patterns I'd ever seen. “No way,” Frost muttered in disbelief. We both stared at it, then at each other.

Chapter 59 ~~~DARK DOMAIN~~~ 4PM Frost sat slouched in the clan balcony chair, cigarette dangling between his fingers, the smoke curling lazily into the afternoon air. His gaze was distant, jaw tight, the kind of upset that brewed in silence. Kendrox strolled in, hands in his pockets, and without a word slid into the seat beside him. He plucked the cigarette from Frost’s hand and crushed it in the ashtray. "What the hell—" Frost began, but Kendrox was already snatching the whole packet from his lap and tossing it into the bin.

The faint, residual heat of her body began to melt a microscopic layer of frost on the pelt’s surface. Cian knelt beside her, his presence a wave of intensified cold. “Close your eyes.” When she did not immediately obey, he added, “The lesson requires it.” With a slow blink of defiance, she complied. Her world narrowed to the sound of his breathing, the scent of frost and night-blooming flowers that clung to him, and the overwhelming cold. His touch, when it came, was a shock. Not painful, but profound. His long, cool fingers rested on the bare skin of her forearm, just above her wrist. A jolt went through her, a spark of something that was not quite warmth, but a reaction nonetheless.

Ember Frost’s POV Orion pulled me into a warm embrace, as if he wanted to merge our souls together. We nestled together among the daisies, our hands entwined, our foreheads resting against each other, like young wolf pups huddling for warmth. "Winter flowers, really? This is incredible." I gently plucked a petal from the flower. "I guess magic isn’t completely useless after all. At least it lets you feel the warmth of spring, even in the coldest winter."