Cold Heart Book Novels & Stories

"Are you hesitant to give yourself up to me? I'm never going to hurt you, Claire." She pointedly ignored him and turned to the shower. "I think I need a bath. Could you turn on the shower for me?" Axel sighed patiently. "This conversation is not over." He rose and walked to the shower knob. Claire watched with horror as he turned on the cold water full blast. She howled his name like an injured lion and scrambled to switch it to hot water. It was already too late. The cold had seeped through her underwear and her teeth began chattering. She stayed under the hot spray for a long time, but it still did not have the desired effect.

And I can't wait to share Doris and Brad's story with you soon in the next book in the duology— "Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice" Big Heart, Bethel W.C. Eke

I only caught a few smiles and welcoming nods from Hannah, Joel and a few of my close neighbors, who once loved my family. "Hi, I'm Ellie Davidson and I'm sure you are all aware of where I have spent the last year and why. I know that every person here has the same doubts and beliefs on what what we always referred to as 'the cold ones'. I too used to think the very same and I'll be very honest with you, that for the first few weeks I spent at their home, I was convinced my life was going to end very soon. I spent most nights and days truly believing that they were going to kill me, I was sure it was going to be slow and painful. I was terrified! And now I look back on those times and I stil

The rosary bracelet Douglas had insisted I never take off, Marcel's love letters, the crystal shoes, and the princess dresses—all of it. As the flames dwindled, my tears dried up, leaving only ashes and an empty heart. I didn't want Douglas or Marcel anymore. When I woke up the next morning, the hallway was nearly blocked by a mountain of gift boxes. Apology notes from Douglas and Marcel were prominently pasted on top of them. "I was wrong yesterday. I'll make it up to you with an even better birthday party. Douglas." "Sorry, Jolene. Please forgive me for the sake of these gifts. Marcel."

He could feel the ache of his eyes as they struggled to produce the salty droplets that soaked into the soft pillow. When would the pain stop? The house was cold and so was the inside of his chest. He felt like his heart was coated in ice. He shivered and trembled in the freezing room, but he didn’t have the energy to even pull his covers over him. His ears pounded with rushing blood and his nose was stuffy from crying, so he neither heard approaching footsteps, nor smelled the change in the air.

I didn't realize how hard my fist was tightened around the pen until I let go of its body crushed to dust. It's been five years of searching for her, five years of waiting, while my fate was out there with another man. If I do not break Freya Wilson, no one else will. She must pay for her sins, for putting my pack in a frenzy for years. A light knock sounded on my door and I let her come in. I knew just who it was. The game's daughter, Allison. My childhood friend who's supported my pack over the years and stood by my side

He looked at me dead in the eye and directed the lyrics towards me and they stung so bad ! Guilt, remorse, anger, sadness, etc had started to replace my previous excitement and it seemed as if my song choice had back fired at me when he compared his cold heart to winter and stated that it shall remain cold towards me just like winter would obstinately stay even in the month of August ! He mentioned that his heart could even work as a “Snowpiercer” in the freaking “winter” and that it shall remain so for a long running time. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"That illegitimate child of yours isn't worthy of this blood." She ground her heel into the red puddle, speaking with venom in every word. "I'd rather pour it out to water the flowers than give it to you." At that moment, Danielle felt her heart shatter, and even breathing became painful. The VIP room door slammed shut with a heavy thud, sealing Meghan and Taylor away from the chaos outside. Danielle stumbled back to Olivia's hospital room and cradled her cold body, tears falling onto her pale face. As despair slowly overwhelmed her, her phone screen lit up.

It was the "Cold Center." ​She reached into that vacuum. Instead of pulling, she pushed her grief and her rage into it, letting the silence swallow the heat. ​In the physical world, the temperature in the cottage dropped forty degrees in a single second. The embers in the hearth turned black. Caleb’s golden runes flashed a brilliant, pale white.

Katie stayed silent, her chest tightening, watching the man she knew to be strong crumble under the memory of love lost, under the ache of longing unreturned. He drained the rest of his liquor in one long swallow, then poured more into the glass, the amber liquid catching the dim light like molten fire. “I’ve tried to guard my heart for years,” he whispered, voice hoarse, “stopped believing in anything called love and tried to survive without it.” “Tell me, am I such a terrible person for just trying to protect myself?”Calvin whispered, voice heavy with pain. Katie’s chest tightened. She took a step forward, closing the distance between them, and without hesitation, wrapped her arms around h