Creepy Frozen Pasta の小説・ストーリー

"She's only eight years old, and she's already spreading rumors about her sister!" "She even stole our neighbor's emergency money!" "Worst of all, she conspired with human traffickers to sell her own brother!" In the underworld courtroom, Mom and Dad rushed to accuse me of my "crimes," talking over each other in a frenzy. They thought this was just a dream, and in the middle of it all, they did not forget to warn my sister and brother standing nearby. "You two better watch carefully. This is what happens to disobedient kids after they die!" I instantly understood. As the middle child, I had once again become the "example," the one sacrificed in their lesson. 'Mom... Dad... this isn't a dream. You locked me in the freezer, then took Grace and Tommy on vacation. I was locked in there for three days. I was so cold, my whole body frozen stiff...'

My marriage to Caden Bradley was nothing more than a strategic alliance between two powerful families. For three years, our home has felt like a walk-in freezer. Convinced there was no room for me in his heart, I was ready to sign the divorce papers and walk away for good. Suddenly, the baby in my womb began to launch a relentless stream of telepathic commentary. [If Mom doesn't look at Dad soon, his eyes are actually going to fall out from staring at her!] [Dad tried to sneak a hand-hold last night, but when Mom moved, he was so startled he rolled right off the bed onto the floor. I’m dying here!] [They called it a marriage of convenience, but Dad is totally whipped. His lips are sealed shut, but his heart is burning to ashes. This is agonizing to watch!] My breath hitched. I whipped my head around only to collide with Caden’s deep, intense gaze. His entire body stiffened instantly, and though he tried to look away, his ears were burning a bright, tell-tale crimson. Had the Ice King melted? Fine. I’d put these divorce papers away for now. Let’s see exactly how long he could keep up this act.

My mother-in-law suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage and was rushed into the ICU. The hospital demanded a $200,000 surgery deposit immediately, so I rushed to the bank to raise my transfer limit. The trainee teller behind the counter took my ID card, swiped it through the reader, then stared at her screen for a long time. "Hello, ma'am. Our system has flagged this transaction as suspicious and potentially linked to elder fraud. Your account has been frozen." "That's impossible! That money is for emergency surgery! My mother is still waiting at the hospital!" The trainee gave me a perfectly rehearsed customer-service smile. "For the safety of your funds, we'll need the account holder to appear in person to unlock the account." I slammed my ID against the bulletproof glass and pointed at the name on it. "Open your eyes and read carefully! I am the account holder! Who else are you waiting for?" The trainee shrank back slightly, looking utterly wronged, then spoke into the microphone in a meek voice. "Ma'am, please control your behavior. The system's risk controls are determined by big data. There's nothing I can do. "If you continue shouting and disrupting financial order, I will have to call the police." Oh, I see. She wanted to play power games using company policy as a weapon? Fine. I was more than willing to play along.

Caroline just wanted to make it home for Christmas. Instead, she spun off the road in the ice-silent realm of the mountains and nearly died in the blizzard. When she opens her eyes, the first thing she sees is a tall, muscular man with jet-black hair, emerald-green eyes, and an intensity so visceral it steals her breath away. Rowan Blackthorn. The man who saved her and who looks at her as if he wants to drive her away and devour her all at once. Rowan is cold, arrogant, ruthless. He doesn’t ask, he doesn’t explain: he only commands. Every movement he makes is tense, dominant, dangerously masculine, and Caroline’s skin tingles at his every touch, as if her body recognizes some forbidden truth. The man clings to her with fury, yet desperately tries to keep her at a distance. But when Caroline simply walks past him, Rowan’s gaze rakes over her as if he could strip her bare with a single look. The tension between them is almost tactile, hotter than the fireplace flames in the mountain cabin where they are trapped by the storm. And while Rowan denies this desire with every fiber of his being, something dark and ancient stirs in the forest, reacting to Caroline’s presence. As if her arrival were more than a mere accident. As if she herself were the winter-bound secret that upends everything. Rowan says she brought danger with her. Caroline only feels one thing: the true danger is Rowan himself, and the fire his body ignites within her. One thing is certain: This holiday won't be about peace and joy. It will be about survival, the power of craving, and the fact that sometimes the most dangerous man is the one you most want to run from.

Darcy Bailey has lost everything she had. As if that loss isn't enough to punish her, she falls into the hands of a mobster to pay off her parents' debt. Darcy must do all his bidding to save her own life. Although she's suffering and humiliated, she has to survive. She needs to stay alive for her precious one.

Star forward Alex Thorne lives for the roar of the crowd and the thrill of the rink, but nothing ignites him like his rival, enigmatic defenseman Jake Harlow of the Calgary Flames. When a brutal playoff clash reveals Jake's centuries-old secret—he's a vampire with a hunger only Alex can sate—their hate-fueled rivalry explodes into forbidden passion. As stolen kisses turn to life-or-death stakes, Alex must choose: betray the man who haunts his dreams or embrace eternity in Jake's immortal arms. In a world of slashing blades and shattering ice, can two enemies score the ultimate goal—forever love?

After a flawless shutout in his first NHL game, rookie goalie Brooks Rhys sends one explicit submission video to his anonymous Dom “Sir” only for Chicago Thunder captain Callan Lachlan to storm into his hotel room holding the proof. “Be my personal stress relief all season,” Callan growls, “or I’ll end your career tonight.” What begins as raw, filthy blackmail filled with locker-room commands, gear still on, and total surrender quickly becomes an obsession neither man can control.

Kari had nothing to lose but his life. Being an Omega born with a gift, he decided to die along with those he killed. That was the plan, at least. But what happens when he woke up alive behind enemy lines and being given to a man who could change his life forever? ***** Ryedir planned to live his life in solitude. Being an Alpha and a Prince, he had decided to dedicate his life to governing his province. That was his plan, at least. But what happens when an unknown omega with a dark past was gifted to him? Will they unravel the fire underlying their cold facade? Or will they both stay forever frozen?

She was sold as a broodmare. He was a warrior with no memory. Together, they'll burn down the world. Lyra has been called many things: half-blood, mongrel, dirty blood. Rejected by every pack she's approached, she's given one final chance—as a bride to Ronan, the cruel Alpha of Red River Pack. But when her wedding night becomes a nightmare, she stabs her new husband and flees into the frozen wilderness. Stellan remembers nothing. Not his name, not his past, not the ancient tattoos covering his body. He only knows that when he sees a terrified woman falling from a cliff into an icy river, he must save her—even if it kills him. On the run from a vengeful Alpha and his army of hunters, Lyra and Stellan discover an impossible bond growing between them. The moon has chosen them as mates. But Stellan's memories are returning, and with them, a devastating truth: he's not just any wolf. He's the Alpha of the North Star Pack. And a half-blood can never be his Luna. Now Ronan's brother has sworn revenge, an ancient prophecy awakens, and three packs prepare for war. Lyra must prove that bloodlines mean nothing—and that the most powerful bond of all is forged in ice and fire. He lost his memory. She lost her freedom. Together, they'll find everything.

The cataclysm was upon us. The world was besieged by a wave of deadly frost, covering everything it touched in an icy coffin. We were trapped in a cave of ice, but fortunately, Joshua Frost came to our rescue just in time. I thought I was saved, but I thought wrong. Joshua didn't even give me a moment of his time. Instead, he went to my best friend's side. "Irene isn't good with the cold, and she's not in the best of health. Just hang on for a bit, Sera. The rescue squad's coming soon." When the rescue squad did come, I had passed out from the extreme cold, my body numb. While I was weakened, Joshua stripped me of my Ability and gave it to my best friend.