Cold Water Novels & Stories

“It’s not cold up here.” Nikolai chuckled, turning his attention toward the water. “Its a natural hot spring. The waterfall going into the water is ice cold, but the water in the pond is warm. The rocks that you can see on the bottom of the pond have been heated magma. Usually the temperature would be to hot to enjoy or bathe in, but since the waterfall is pouring into the pond, it makes the water the perfect temperature, and the natural minerals in the water offer a soothing, purifying experience.”

VICTOR The icy cold water of the shower cascaded down the muscles of my back. I could feel the fatigue settling into my bones, the freezing temperature of the water not helping chase the feeling away. It weighed me down, now becoming a constant ache in my entire body — I desperately needed peace of mind and I needed it fast.

The cold water hit her body like a jolt of electricity, awakening every nerve and leaving her breathless for a moment. As the initial shock subsided, Zyra's body adjusted to the chill, sending pulses of energy through her entire being. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to fully immerse in the moment. Standing beneath the cascading water, she let her thoughts wander, finding peace in the simplicity of the hushed world around her.

That's why I raised it. But I was surprised when Cayden took it and carried it. It's not insignificant that he is taller than me. The water is up to my chest, while for him, it's like it's only at his waist and it's a pest! The water is cold! Where does this water come from? On Mount Everest? But I didn't complain anymore but swear to god, I feel like my skin is crumpling and shaking. "Be careful, there are reptiles around," Tyrion promised. Because it is natural water. It's even scarier if there's a mammal here in the cold water. Well, polar bears are mammals, but I don't think there is one here.

The shock of the cold water hitting my skin was like a slap in the face, but it was a welcome reprieve from the overwhelming heat that had consumed me. I stood there, swaying unsteadily as the cold water cascaded over me. The buzzing in my head began to subside, and the sensation of something scorching inside me slowly receded. The water was my lifeline, my only escape from the turmoil in my mind. Minutes passed, or maybe it was hours; time had lost all meaning. I remained under the shower, not moving, not thinking, just letting the water wash over me. The coolness was a balm to my tormented soul.

Rex "Shit that's cold. Shit." Cold showers really do work. If anyone thinks it's a myth, think again. Because ice cold water hitting your balls will take away a hard on. Fast. And that's exactly what I need after my evening and part of the night with Chloe.

Hearing this made her decide on certain things. "We need to temporarily lay off the kitchen staff. Elaine and I can handle the cooking. I might send for victoria if things get a bit crazy. We also need to monitor our water. Instead of drinking the water from the faucet, we should buy bottled water, not in plastic bottles but in glass bottles, to be safe. It would be a serious inconvenience, but it is the safest option," she linked him, thinking of preventive methods they could devise to stop whoever poisoned Luna Amber from poisoning the rest of the family. Ethan agreed with her directive. It also meant it would be tedious, so he made adjustments.

“Even if you embarrass me every day with this sedentary lifestyle, I can't let him die so easily.” I giggled mockingly, taking the bottle from her hands with a tug and turning it with everything in my mouth. Nothing like very cold water, on a hot day like hell, and with a body totally glued to sweat. I had to resist the temptation to throw the liquid over my head and let my body be cooled, because the very cold water thrown over my head after such an activity - no matter how small my running time was - was still risky, at least that's what Elijah said.

I didn't want anybody else to see me in this kind of situation. After walking for a couple of moments, I heard the sound of the neighs, so I knew that we were already at the stables. “Here,” she said. “The water is quite cold, but it’s better than nothing, right?” “Cold water is no biggie,” I cheerfully said. The cottage doesn’t have a heater, so I’ve gotten used to bathing with cold water. Besides, my body feels so hot that I can use some cooling down. “Oh, Keilah. You shouldn’t be. Even the maids bathe with warm water these days.”

It was freezing cold—bone-chillingly cold, like water from the bottom of the Atlantic. "Jesus," Elion gasped, the cold biting through his jeans. "Why is it so cold?" Cale didn't answer. He was gripping the railing so hard the metal was bending. He was staring at the dark water with dilated pupils. "Cale?" Elion asked. "Are you with me?" One squeeze. Weak. "Okay. The breaker box is on the far wall. Ten feet." They waded into the room. The water was thick, resistant. It swirled around their legs like it had a mind of its own.