All That Remains Forever Cold Novels & Stories

That's how the lecturer tried to coldly answer a few questions from curious students. "We will start the chemistry lesson; those who still want to talk and don't want to learn, please leave before I kick you out." The first introduction went quickly because Alex looked annoyed and in an instant, the room fell silent. All the students immediately focused their attention, and in just a few minutes, they gave Alex the nickname "cold-blooded lecturer."

Snow was always white. Never grey. And it never burned.

Ryan's photographs captured the essence of fleeting moments, reminding others to embrace the beauty of the present. Together Forever was not just a love story, but a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, the transformative power of art, and the enduring impact of a love that transcends time. It was a tale of two souls who, through their shared dreams and unwavering love, had discovered the true essence of life—to live fully, love deeply, and embrace the beauty of each passing moment.

They are talking about me. I look down at my hand, imagining my flesh rotting, peeling away to reveal stark white bone. I shake my head, expelling the intrusive thought. "I would suggest not using words like that around her. Not right now," Roel mutters. The wall is cold against my back as I lean closer to the archway. I'm desperately trying to fight off the itching in my nose from the flowers that seem to be spawning everywhere around me. "It has to be magic," Crimson hisses.

She was finally home. The End

Madison screamed, as another stream of ice cold water washed over her skin, but Katherine refused to let her go. “Please I…” “Pour more water!” Katherine half yelled, a dark chuckle rising from the deep of her throat, and her men did as ordered, cutting Madison of her speech, as she began to thrash wildly. Her whole body was shaking and trembling, and Katherine knew that the cold blasting about would be seeping into her bones, but it made her more happy. Seconds passed, and minutes too before Katherine seemed to have had enough, and she yelled at her men to stop.

Marissa was about to flare up, but I pointed at Kyle's neck and said coldly, "Marissa Langley, what right did you have to give Nora's protection pendant to someone else?" Marissa's expression changed, and the words stuck in her throat. That pendant had been made from a family heirloom of mine. My daughter had worn it since birth, for fifteen full years. "It's just an object," Marissa said coldly. "Kyle kept catching little colds around that time, so I gave it to him for protection. "Owen Duncan, why do you always have to fixate on these tiny things?" I slowly lowered my hand. Little colds. Tiny things.