Cold Shower Drama Novels & Stories

soon they bade each other goodbye as they decided to go their separate ways and then ,take some cool showers to refresh Thier memories . Cora ,walked silently into her room as she made her way into the bath room to take a cold shower ,all she could think about was her mum ,her laughed and her voiced which had continuously,echos in her head .she trys to check it off but it's not helping at all .Her mind was clouded and she didn't know what to do about it ,she was in an unbearable pain that she could not even control at all.as the water slap her white skinny and well rounded skin ,she felt a beat relax as the cold sensation of the water heat her hards on her skin .

Daeira immediately felt that knocking pain of longing inside her chest while looking at how he looked so beaten that very moment. "Daeira..." he called out in a whisper and in disbelief as if both of his eyes were being tricked. Nevertheless, he made one trudge towards her while she remained standing. It was supposed to be dramatic and Daeira expected it to come if not for the sudden attack of her sneezes. It made her body slightly recoiled. She reached up to her nose and rubbed her finger to it. When she looked up, her eyes watered as she sniffed twice. "Oh drat." she shivered and hugged herself in the coldness of the surrounding. She then gestured to GD this time. "Hold that thought for a

The cold air makes me shiver a little as I turn on the shower. I wait a little until the water becomes hot before stepping inside the glass box. As the hot water touches my skin,I feel refreshed. I take my sweet time to get cleaned. I wash my hair and body and rinse the soap. I turn off the shower and step out of the glass box. I wrap the white bathrobe around my body and go back to the bedroom. My phone is beeping. I pick it up from the nightstand and check the caller id. It's Chloe. A smile blooms on my face as I imagine how she is going to scold me for not getting in touch with her after the wedding.

He advance towards me but I'm already inside my room, I slam the door shut on him. I breath in relief when he didn't bang on the door, I had half expected them to bang on the door but I'm thankful he didn't. I waited a few minutes to listen to any movement from the other side but I heard none, maybe he realized his mistake and decides to give me some space. I strip off my clothes and hop in the shower, I relaxed when the hot water hits me. Let me tell you, I don't bath cold water only hot water that have steam zoning from it. Must people laugh when I tell them that, but I don't see anything wrong with it. If I ever bath with cold water I'll fall sick, it's like an allergic.

Upon reaching climax, I remove myself from her and proceed to locate her attire, which I then fling towards her while commanding her to “get out” “What the fuck!” she exclaims, her voice filled with anguish, as she quickly leaves the room, with tears streaming down her face. ‘We treat her like shit, and she always comes back like a bitch in heat,’ Daemon snickers. When I enter the bathroom, I eagerly reach for the shower knob and twist it on, allowing the water to flow freely. With a careful touch, I adjust the temperature, ensuring that it's perfect for my shower experience. Once I'm satisfied with the warmth, I can't wait to step into the invigorating stream of water. As the water cascades

"My shower stopped working." Chihun turned to look at Doona, and her face was flushed red. This entire situation had to be as embarrassing for her as it was for him. He had never let a woman into his apartment, now one –he barely knew with an adverse and almost allergic reaction to men– wanted to use his shower. Was his life some sort of Korean drama? Chihun thought and scratched his head. "Did you tell Mrs. Matron?" Chihun asked, unprepared for the fury that erupted from Doona.

“Dominic, are you coming back down? We have less than four hours until the limo gets here. We need to hurry!” I stepped into the doorway to shout down the hall. “I need to take a shower first!” Then grumbled under my breath. “A very long and cold shower.” I heard a giggle coming from the room as I left. The cold shower helped to relieve my arousal. At the center of my fantasy was her breast. I toweled dry and dressed in a white undershirt and boxers before grabbing a robe. I didn’t bother wearing real clothes because the moment I stepped downstairs, I would be flocked around and treated like a doll.

Horror flooded through me as I realized that he might be the person in the shower. I heard the water stop, even as Dierdra and Zara both shoved the door open to my room and knocked me backwards. I scrambled across the floor, using the sheet to cover my nudity, and glared at them. “You have no right to barge in here,” I yelped, “Leave at once!” “Not until you admit that you were unfaithful last night!” Dierdra crowed, and curious faces thronged at the doorway, looking in at me with judgy stares.

I pleaded, partially because I don’t want them to see my cuts, although they will but I need to prepare myself mentally for it. I entered the spacious bathroom, with a rainfall showerhead that cascades warm water down, enveloping me in a soothing embrace and washing down my worries and sadness down the drain. The steam fills the air, creating a tranquil atmosphere. As I stepped into the shower, the water gently caressed my skin, washing away all tension and worries. The scent of a fragrant shower gel fills the air, adding a touch of indulgence to the experience. I close my eyes, allowing the warm water to rejuvenate me, preparing me for the grand mafia ball ahead that I know I would never fi

**SCARLETT'S POV** I stand in the shower, letting the scalding heat of the water wet my hair and warm up my entire body. The tears in my eyes falling more rapidly than the water from my shower head. I am exhausted; drained; just in need of exactly this - crying in the shower.