Cold Blooded And Bizarre Novels & Stories

“This portal is not asking permission.” The widening pulse shot across the room like a tidal wave of cold. The wolves screamed again and ducked behind various pieces of furniture that offered no real protection. Lucian ducked under the table. “Why is it getting bigger? Why is it getting so much bigger? What is coming next? Another stag. A frost bear. A frost dragon. A frost baby.” “There are no frost babies,” I said. “Are you sure,” he asked. “No,” I admitted. Marek pressed closer to me. “What does it want now?”

Her stomach turned. “Almost there,” Lucas said. Then he went silent. “Lucas?” Vince said. A beat. “Vince… this isn’t just blackmail material.” Tiana’s pulse quickened. “What is it?” “It’s medical records. Private investigations. Psychological profiles. Financial histories. He’s been studying people for years.” Caldwell’s voice drifted down calmly. “Understanding people is the key to controlling them.” Tiana looked up at him. “You’re sick.” “No,” he replied. “I’m thorough.”

She went to the center of the corridor where she had made sure to separate the bodies to better explain the main difference between these bodies - she pointed to the ones on her right - and those - she pointed to the ones on her left - is that these ones - she returned to the ones on her right gesturing with his hands still holding the scalpel- are an ice cube he pointed to the others- and these ones here are like living flames even after they are dead. -Werewolves- whispered Malvina -something Investigator said. -No, nothing, I'm just surprised. That was a close one. -What temperature do these bodies reach?" asked Sergio, firstly to those who, even dead, were still warm. -Forty degrees on a

I could recognize Aphrodite, Apollo, Cupid, but the others were all unrecognizable. I ran my hands on them, and looked at the crystal orbs on the high shelves, mirroring the light from my candle. Spiderwebs spun around, and it became weirder that only the statues were clean. Grotesque portraits of blood, men murdered in cold blood, and ancient beasts stayed on the wall, but one made me stop to stare at it. In large, red, spiky letters that seemed to be blood, the word CRYOGEN was written at the bottom.

she snapped at him. His face twisted into a furious rage. “Foolish woman, I don’t need to get your blood from you alive,” Xavier screamed at her, and one of the black metal doors opened. An enormous creature slowly entered the room; to say it was hideous was an understatement. It looked similar to James’ beast, but there were bald spots on him everywhere. Fur covered one arm and clawed while the other was smooth and more humanlike.

JAYCE BECKETT I am cold. I am fucking freezing. The chill in the air was suffocating, seeping into my bones like a cold dread. I didn't recall the room being this frigid when we first entered, but now the cold was intensifying, my body shivering uncontrollably. My extremities felt numb; I couldn't feel my hands, and my legs seemed bound together, my body swaying gently as if pulled by an unseen force. A murky sound emanated from beneath my head, accompanied by the distant hissing and splashing of water. The rustling of unknown objects around me and the heavy, scaly movements of something slithering through the water sent a shiver down my spine.

Lilly seems to be panicking while I begin to worry. “Are you cold?” I ask, rubbing my arms. Lilly shakes her head. “No. I never get cold.” I blink. “What?” “I mean it. Ever since I was born.” “That’s… not normal.” I comment, finding it out to believe. “ Even werewolves feel cold.” She shrugs, smiling. “I guess that makes me special.”

There's winged Badbloods, there's four-armed man and woman, some have horns and tails, furry hairs like bears, tinted colored skin and eyes, and some looked like just a normal human. Rila didn't notice her teeth clattering inside in her mouth as she shift her eyes from one to another. She only met few Badbloods in her life and now looking at a number of them makes her want to throw up. The girl who claimed to have the gift of sight stepped forward. Her beauty is overwhelming and a strange force is burning around her. Rila can feel it like a warmth of bonfire. Her eyes were so deep and blue and even if she's in a distance, looking directly into it was like she was in front of her.

'Go and ask her through mind link,' my inner wolf, Jacob suggested as he chilled, licking his paws. I know Jacob is still weak because of the fucking wolfsbane, but I am thankful he is alive. I suddenly remembered what happened last time. Beta Ivan was the one who prepared my breakfast at that time. I asked where Astrid was, and he told me that she was not ready to face me yet. I understand why and I couldn't blame her if she acted that way so, I let it pass. Then, when I had my first bite, my body unexplainably went numb, and I felt like my heart got stung by a snake. It was so painful, fucking painful!

Then blackness. Shit. I finally come to the realization that I was taken. I test my body for injury, but find only old scars and working limbs. I feel no pain, but I cannot escape the icy bite of the marble. I look around for my bag and I find it thrown in a corner of the tomb I have found myself in. I remove the clothes and dress myself in layers. I warm myself enough to stop shaking and I find myself fatigued from my shivers.