Novel & Cerita Cold Showers Novel Free

Without another second of hesitation, I pushed open the door and walked into the unknown… “Daisy” This time it was a low baritone voice that sent shivers to my spine. “Gorgeous little thing” another said, emerging from the darkness with hungry lustful eyes. I felt a tingling sensation in my coochie. From nowhere, I felt a presence behind me, followed by a gentle graze of a finger on the back of my neck. I’m not kidding when I say I felt something slide down my thighs. Is it possible to be that wet….enough to make you drip?

. . . AUTHOR’s POV The shower was a merciless torrent, each icy droplet a stinging rebuke against Nicholas’s bare skin, sliding over the taut planes of his shoulders, chest, and down the hard ridges of his abdomen. The cold water poured over him, pooling at his feet before swirling down the drain, yet it did nothing to douse the inferno raging within. He was standing Naked under the relentless spray, his cock stood painfully erect, a throbbing testament to the thoughts he couldn’t banish.

I stilled and then at lightning speed untangled myself from her and jumped out of bed. Her hooded gaze met mine, a brow rising in question, "What's wrong?" I cleared my throat, "Let's just say I need a cold, cold shower Angel face." She flushed, her cheeks turning a rosy shade of pink and I couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped my lips at the sight, "Okay, be quick so we can get to school." It took me half an hour under freezing water for my blood to finally flow everywhere else and not straight to the one place it shouldn't. And I meant freezing water. It was winter after all so the water felt like someone pulled ice cubes from the freezer and dumped it all over my body.

As she enters the washroom, she closes the door behind her, creating a physical barrier that offers a brief respite from his unsettling presence. The sound of her own breathing fills the silence, and she takes a moment to collect herself, seeking solace in the stillness of the enclosed space. With each deep breath, she attempts to steady her racing heart and calm her racing thoughts. As Elizabeth steps into the shower area, a shiver runs through her body as the cold water begins to flow. Goosebumps rise on her skin, and she instinctively hugs herself, seeking warmth and comfort within her own embrace. The icy water cascades down her body, causing her to gasp at the initial shock.

And I didn’t think the Beta had given her anything less. I turn, hugging the book closer to my side. There was no way I could get to the library now. I’d have to finish the rest of this in my room. ————————————————————————————————— NOEL I used to be able to see. This time, the maze is an endless ocean. The water is cold, chilling my skin down to a shade whiter than snow. My arms barely move with how frozen it is. Every breath I take is so ragged and choked that I don’t know how I’m still alive. The water is dark in all directions.

The kind that will make us smell so good and irresistible to everyone looking for a one night stand or a slave to take back home with him. I turned the knob to start my own shower and flinched as the ice cold water splattered and hit my body, making me step away from it and tremble terribly. I looked at Mila and the other girls and saw them all showering without any complaints about the freezing water they were showering in. Mila gave me a sympathetic look and said in a low voice “You need to get used to it. There is no hot water here” Of course there isn’t. Why give such a simple, basic act of kindness to us? I thought bitterly.

I hate cold showers. Please let it be at least clean. Where did Athena even go? she said she was my helper yet she's doing a shitty job at that. Am starting to think everything about these people is nothing but illusions. The footsteps come back and I take silent deep breaths waiting for the doom. I feel movements around me and, BOOM! When he said cold, I didn't know it would be freezing. My body jerks forward and I release a loud shriek. Involuntarily, my eyes snap open and I can attest, even nightmares are not this horrid.

right? 𝙀𝙉𝘿 𝙁𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙃𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆 The shower water had gone cold. I hadn’t noticed. I stood there, arms wrapped around myself, chest heaving like I’d been running. My skin prickled with goosebumps, but it wasn’t from the chill. I pressed my forehead to the cool tile, forcing air into my lungs. Slow. In. Out.

It had been thoroughly cleaned and disinfected but just the fact that it was smaller that the toilets, the servants back in Zagreh used, almost killed me. “What is this?” I frowned, leaning against the doorpost. I was tired of crying and so I simply took a deep breath and decided to shower. I got under the tiny space under the shower, and turned on the cold and hot water. Expecting warm water to flow down on me, I was shocked. “AAAH–!” I cut my shout and ran out of that cabin, my chest heaving. The water was cold as ice. “I am finished.” I bit my knuckles, closing my eyes. This was going to be very hard. Very, very hard.

In the corner sat a cramped, rusted shower stall with a showerhead that looked like it had survived a war. No rainfall shower. No marble vanity. No precision temperature control. I turned the handle. A pathetic, sputtering stream of water emerged. I waited for the steam. It never came. I stepped under the spray. GASPS. "Hah!" The air left my lungs in a sharp, involuntary gasp. A thousand needles of ice seemed to pierce my pores simultaneously. The cold was brutal—a physical shock that sent my teeth into an immediate, frantic chatter. I scrubbed my skin with lightning speed, my breath coming in shallow, shivering bursts.