Catty Corner Ice House Novels & Stories

Another chamber door opened and they walked into a lanky, radiantly lit corridor with a shiny stone floor and immaculate golden and silver walls. The corridor was vacant but not quiet. The magical lights hummed and the ventilation overhead whirled from the small window-like opening. Tommy was surprised because it looked like a modern air conditioner. Looking thoroughly, he stepped to survey what it was, but then to his amazement, it wasn't a window. It was a triangular panel with a block of ice that didn't melt or maybe with the help of magic he guessed. On the side was a small apple-like bee creature flapping its wings. "Wow! I did not see that coming."

He said with pride as he led them back to the room. It was a medium sized room, with terrazo flooring, a small kitchenette with a small cabinet was adjourned to the room and was separated by a door to the room and there was a toilet adjourned. And in the room, there was wardrobe. “Here is the key.” The man said and thrust the key to Shade and she nodded and they watched him left.

“There’s a cat on the academy grounds? Around werewolves? And not to mention the—” “Oh, no. She’s keeping the kitty in a safe place.” “I see.” I rub my arms, considering this. “Where, exactly?” “Outside. In the right courtyard. There’s a small trap door leading to a mini-basement where they keep yard cleaning stuff that no one uses. You can check if you want. Just make sure the kitty doesn’t get out, for obvious reasons.”

The secondary safe house was a hunting cabin tucked into a jagged fold of the Catskill Mountains, a place of cedar logs and frozen pipes that smelled of woodsmoke and old wool. It was a far cry from the glass and steel of the penthouse, and that was exactly why Marcus had chosen it. There were no smart locks here, no voice-activated lights, and definitely no way for the ghosts in our heads to talk to the satellites screaming overhead.

Her gaze lingered on the house until it was out of sight. When she turned to the front again, Katherine's mouth slowly fell open. There, set a bit apart from the others, was a rather 'special' house. It had everything mentioned before - in fact, the quality of the materials looked even pricier than the others. However, in the protruding picture on the houses' wall was a silver skunk embedded, show-casting his furry behind. The gigantic golden statues in front had wide eyes, anxiously trying to hide their nakedness, whereas the thick water pipe had a pink quartz dangling to each side, bigger than a head. The doorknocker looked like a big behind with a long... stick hanging on it. And to top i

He replied and Catherine wowed. The kitchen was like that of a normal house. The fridge is so big, Catherine was sure that it would be stocked up with foods and delicacies. A bunch of sunflowers on the kitchen table and the window overlooks the beautiful ocean view. She just couldn't wait to go outside and tour the area. Ace handed her a bottle of water and took out his as well. Catherine was right. The stuff inside the fridge can feed someone throughout the year. It was hot in the afternoon and all Catherine wanted to do was to strip down naked and get inside the water.

They were in position to see a small valley that had been carved into the mountain there in a cliff which straddled the mountains like a sidepouch of coins attached to a very wide pair of male hips. On the vertical cliff there was a small path which swirled downward from the small square courtyard which was surrounded by a high white wall that had large spikes poking out of it. Ning Zhuo startled as he recognized that there was a carriage sitting in front with a missus and a servant in front of the establishment. The servant was on the ground kneeling as the madam rattled the gates loudly and was screaming.

It was the perfect life. Cathy walked through the halls of her business with a smile and a cheerful spring in her step. Since she woke up from her sleep with few memories, she knew this was where she belonged. Running ‘Cathy’s Corner’ interior design. And her love-life was going great too. Cathy sighed, glancing at herself in the nearby window. Black hair, brown eyes, and pouty lips met her gaze, but it was the happy step that drew her interest. Her legs, in fact.

Ty divided up the group of wolves with him and they set about dividing up the gear. They discussed the strategies they’d use going into the Icehouse. The place was enormous with three floors. Two were underground. The deepest used to hold ice, the second food that preserved better with cold, and finally the ground floor where they stored food and things that need a cool location. It didn’t take as long as Ty thought it would. Everyone appeared to be eager to get these things under way.

VOLUME TWO: BENEDICTION Ribs screaming in agony, blood dripping from her nose and lip, and her right eye swollen almost shut, Amy Tarcher stumbled through the Cattenach Ranch iron gate onto her best friend's property. Her legs cramped, barely holding her up, and the vertigo was screwing with her balance. Loose gravel over the brick-laid driveway grated under her shuffling flip-flops, but they were all she'd been able to manage when she'd fled home.