Cold Heart Book Novels & Stories

11:54 11:55 11:56 11:59 12:00 Once the clock stroked 12, a shiver ran down my spine ,my body was aching for a release and he wasn’t in sight yet. I heaved a sigh,as the clock stroked 12:20 a few minutes later. The library had a few people in it but nevertheless I decided to go round placing books back where they were meant to be. I took off my jacket and started going round, placing books back, I got to the back row of the library , it didn’t have a enough light, so people hardly sat there to read, there was a book on one of the tables. It was a Novel by Ana huang famous author for the twisted series, it was Twisted hate and the open page was one the steamy hate sex scenes between Jules and

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As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

Arham was drinking while Alya ' s word is playing in his mind .Her every words is piching his heart .He is heart broken ,the girl who love from the childhood ,do not love her .Love is far she even did not think him as her cousin .He chuckled thinking she think him as a gangster or her body guard.He gulp the glass of alcohol angrily .

He retreated to a corner and leaned against the cool metal wall while a storm of conflicting emotions brewed within him. Arkael followed closely. A surge of exhilaration coursed through him. He hadn't felt this alive, this engaged, in years. The icy walls he had painstakingly built around his heart were beginning to thaw, and the dormant emotions were stirring back to life. His once-monochromatic world was slowly gaining hues of color, all thanks to the intriguing man sulking across from him.

FROSTBOUND; A JACK FROST EROTICA RETELLING BOOK 1 Intro: Eirlys Virelle has lived her entire life untouched by warmth not just in body but in existence. All her life she’s always been the unnoticed nerdy girl, now tucked away in a quiet town as a reclusive bookstore owner where nothing ever happens and no one ever really stays or cares. She’s convinced she’ll die alone, living a lonely life with just her and her cat!

Even money. Leaving him...Cold.

Heart of the Storm HYCINTH'S POV The words left my mouth, and the atmosphere changed. It darkened. The temperature dropped. The air thinned and crackled with electricity, churning and chaotic, silently screaming a warning for anyone wise enough to listen-it was coming. No, it was already there. The thing of nightmares and dark fairytales had been unknowingly unleashed. It was free. I waited for the flash of lightning and boom of thunder. It was inevitable. I was going to be struck down by it. There was no way for me to avoid it. No way for me to come out unscathed because I was the heart of the storm.

The room felt colder somehow, even with the morning light filtering through the windows. Hamish circled me like he was studying an artifact. “Tell me if you feel any internal pull now. Ignore the cold one. Focus on warmth.” I inhaled deeply. There it was. A faint warmth behind my sternum, subtle but present, like the rumble of embers that hadn’t yet caught flame. “I feel it,” I whispered. “Where?” Hamish asked. “My chest… then my spine… then my palms.” Grayson grabbed my hand quickly, checking for heat. His brows furrowed. “It’s warm.”

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. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *