All That Remains Forever Cold Novels & Stories

He nudged me gently with his elbow. But, I thought, as much as I hate the cold, I don’t need the sun to keep me warm any more. Not now that I have you. I would give up the long, humid summers of Blue Moon a hundred times over to hold you close just once more. Be it the mate bond or my own, twisted affection for you, Ares, I would happily live forever in the snow if you stay here in the snow with me.

He slowly takes my hand, placing a light kiss as a drop of tear falls on my palm “In this life time, in the next, or the next after, no matter how many times I am to be reborn, I would love you like I have always loved you, ‘ALWAYS AND FOREVER,” he says, as he calmly drew in his last breath.

It was a farewell for Azhea Kenchmark, the only human who lived with them. Choven smiled by their farewell howls. ...Azhea heard the pack's howl and she smiled as she continues walking away from the forest. She promised that she will keep the truth about them, protected and secretly, no matter what happened and she would pay them a visit in the future.

*GGGGGRRRRRRRROOOOARRRRRRRRRR! "we cant win this!!!"

Three days went by slowly. It was hard for me breathing through the door knob,the space where the key was. I would go there put my mouth and try to breath. I was dehydrated and hungry and suffocating but I had no choice to complain or bang at the door because it means instant death. I was also mourning my dear Luna. Reminiscing the good times we spent together,the number of times she saved me and the way I had planned to propose to her but all these things can't be fulfilled anymore. She's gone and no longer here.

At last, everything is over. The End

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

Cold, restrained aesthetic. "So this is your little boy toy? Can't get enough men, can you? Still chasing after someone else's husband?" Before I could say a word, Jordan's face went cold. "Watch your mouth—" He looked ready to throw a punch. I pressed him back down by the shoulder. Couldn't have that. The whole shoot was built around that icy, stoic vibe. And honestly? Jordan in this mood? Probably gonna give me some killer shots. I raised my camera and started firing, shutter clicking nonstop.

They hit the manual bypass and didn't pull back. The roar of the escaping coolant—liquid air turning into a rushing white shroud—drowned out the entire world. They stayed there, hands white with frost, faces stinging as the temperature hit absolute zero. They held the line, not because they believed in the architecture, but because they refused to be anything but human in the final, absolute second. And when the darkness finally took the room, there was no voice, no static, no echo. Just two sets of footprints in the frost, heading toward the light of a moon that had always been there, just waiting for the grid to drop.

Another tremor shook the mountain. This one nearly knocked people off their feet. A crack split the frozen earth less than twenty yards away. Snow collapsed inward, revealing darkness below. Ancient darkness. The kind untouched by sunlight. Something cold drifted upward from the opening. Not cold like winter. Older. Deeper. The temperature across the battlefield plummeted instantly. Several warriors began shivering uncontrollably. Breath turned to frost. Ice formed across armor. Lyra felt it too. A terrible familiarity. Like hearing a voice she had forgotten she knew.