Catty Corner Ice House Novels & Stories

"Hurry in, your lunch will be cold if you don't come in soon." "What's on our lunch menu today, Aunt Kathy?" “Cheese burger with beef. Come on in quickly." "Yiippiee..." Emily shouted with joy and immediately dashed into the house. While the girls had trodden toward the dining table, Catherine was still standing in the doorway watching the area around Calvin's house that she found a little suspicious. The sound of rustling leaves suddenly increased Catherine's vigilance. Her eyes fiercely moved left and right, scanning whatever she thought needed to be scanned. A little squirrel then jumped down from the branch of a towering pine tree. Relief enveloped Catherine's chest because she didn't ha

I exclaim. "Not as beautiful as you." He says while looking at me making me blush.. He then proceeds to take a key from under a stone and opens the door. "I'm sorry its a little dusty, its been a while since I've been here." He says while turning the light on. Its a one room cabin that has a fireplace in the corner, a chandelier that's hanging in the middle of the room , a carpet huge enough to fit the whole floor and a set of pillows on the floor that act as seats. There's a small table on the other corner and this particularly piques my interest.

Cody rolled his eyes at him in disgust and said, "it's been a long morning. Let's have a big meal first, and then go for a walk. At last, we can pay. With this money, we can wash our hands off." "Yes, it's enough for us to live happily for a few years." everyone left the ice house with a smile. The signboard of the ice house behind them was incomparably dazzling under the sunlight. The gate of the ice house was wide open four, and the guards were lying on the ground in disorder. Bang! Bang! Bang! Someone was slapping the door of the ice house hard, but no one answered her. At this time, Kacy was observing the situation in the ice house, shivering.

I pass down a dark hall into the kitchen and poke around in the cabinets—plenty of non-perishables, and the water and electric are both still running. After one fucking hell of a night, at least luck seems to be favoring us. Malix joins me in carrying Frost down into the cellar beneath the house. The place is split into two rooms, one with an ancient washer and dryer and all the HVAC hardware, and the other filled with work benches and an array of tools. “The hot water heater,” I grunt, lifting Frost’s shoulders. “The pipes should be strong enough to hold him.” Malix nods, and we manhandle Frost’s bulk into the corner next to the water heater. We settle him on the floor as gently as we can,

Carter had been here once, so he knew this was Adam’s house. However, Shirley and Adam were antagonistic. He knew that Shirley despised her brother, so he found it curious that Shirley would be staying here. As the wind and snow grew heavier, Carter stepped into the house, feeling the warmth enveloping him. He patted away the snow accumulated on his shoulder and entered. Cathy was making soup for Shirley. She quickly lifted her gaze when she heard the sudden footsteps entering the house and saw Carter walking toward the stairs.

Now, these comments were telling me that Kate was the one who had cancer, and not me? Suppressing my shock, I kept a calm expression plastered on my face. Charles' voice was filled with glee. "I'll stockpile all the goods I can! Let's go buy ice, ice cream, cold drinks, and cold beer! I'm going to build the ultimate ice house, and sit inside and watch everyone else die from the heat while popping a cold one, haha!" I silently curled my lips into a faint smile. An ultimate ice house, huh? When the ice age arrived, that ice house wouldn't be their shelter. It'd only make them die faster.

"You need to come downstairs. Now." "What is it?" "It’s a delivery. From the Blue-Claw Pack." I didn't answer. I pushed past him, my coat billowing behind me as I took the grand staircase two steps at a time. The main courtyard was already packed with guards, their hands wrapped tightly around the hilts of their silver blades. In the centre of the gravel driveway sat a massive, iron cage. The bars were thick as a man's wrist, glowing with pulsing, blue rune engravings. Inside, a towering mass of white fur and muscle slammed itself against the metal. It was an Icefield Yeti. A wild, apex beast from the northern wastes.

“J.M. Castle. Let's see if he's ever bought anything else.” Cassie's fingers moved frantically across the keys as our stomachs knotted, the list of items growing. Dog crates, syringes, disinfectant, chains… the creepy list grew until it was glaringly obvious that whoever J.M. Castle was, he was up to no good. “Where is the delivery address for these?” I asked Cassie as she pulled up the order. “Looks like it's some warehouse next to the docks here in London,” she snorted. “What did I tell you about this place?”

In the light of day, Taren could see that the damage was extensive. As he was working, his thoughts went to Kiki, wondering if she had a place to stay. He made a mental note to see what he could do about that when he could. Suddenly, an orange and blonde cat with white socks walked timidly over to the edge of the rubble and laid down, mewing loudly.

~Toby POV~ I walk through the cafeteria, holding my tray close to my chest. The lunchroom feels like a shark tank, and I’m the smallest fish in it. I usually eat in the service hallway or the basement, but the heater in the east wing broke, and the cold was making my fingers feel numb. I just needed twenty minutes of heat. Sadly, as a janitor, the cafeteria is a busy place of people who think I’m part of the furniture. I find a table in the very back corner, tucked behind a big stone pillar.