Disturbing Book Iceberg Novels & Stories

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.

ZANE’S POV The rink was my sanctuary, the only place where the world’s noise dulled to a low hum. My skates carved the ice, each stride a desperate bid to outrun the chaos in my head. The Blizzard’s practice facility echoed with the sharp crack of pucks and the shouts of teammates, but I barely heard them. My mind was a storm—Lila Harper’s hazel eyes, her defiant mouth, the way she’d shuddered under me last night.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is not affiliated with any institutions mentioned in the chapters. This book contains spoilers for book 1: Reclaim the Ice Crown. *** “Can we take a break?” Arth asked, interrupting Maester Irvine from explaining the history of Stone Glacier Ruins. He had his chin rested on his palm, legs bouncing involuntarily under the table. Then he yawned.

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The three-foot demonic shadow appeared out of thin air, and with a big hand, a black mist quickly shrouded towards that sealing prohibition, "No self, no sky, the demon swallows three thousand!" "Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire iceberg seemed to tremble for a moment, and then "creak creak creak" cracked open a few ice traces. "Boom!" There was another loud bang, followed by a majestic Xuan Force that impacted out, sending many people flying in an instant, as the seal outside that iceberg finally broke open completely.

They guided Winter and Oragon toward our dining room, whispering to each other like they were preparing for a heist. Soon, it was just me and Fenrir left standing in the hallway. He studied me quietly, head tilting the slightest bit. “You look troubled.” “I’m fine,” I said out of habit, then let out a tired exhale. “Just… thinking. Things keep getting stranger. First the blood book and now this—” I froze. Fenrir’s expression sharpened. “Blood book?” I slapped a hand over my mouth. “…Forget I said that.” “I’d prefer not to.” His tone was annoyingly calm.

Her demeanor was icy. We would never find Leo if she carries on like this. Acting in desperation I reached for her hand and pulled her to a stop. Even through her sweater, her icy flesh sent goosebumps up my arms which my sweater concealed. Confusion marred her brows. “What is it?” she asked.

The cool cedar fragrance turned ferociously aggressive. He clung to me like a drowning man to a lifeline, refusing to let me pull away by even an inch. I could feel the hunger and greed in his blood, thrashing against its restraints. His ice-cold fingers dug into my shoulder, too hard, leaving bruises. My phone flashed from the seat crack. I caught a new reply: "Oh right — heads up: male incubi in a state of intoxication or injury become EXTREMELY intense. They may lose all rational control. Enjoy."

” I interest, feeling outrage and disappointment building inside me. "I told you before ." He opens his eyes. " How?" I ask between my teeth. I feel like time is running out. —Initiates the memory places of the mind, clears the fog and places photos of the specialists in fear in the center,— finally begins to speak. I composed the book to see if anyone else similar to me had seen them before. I thought I could reveal it, a work to incite... someone else's memory. They would see the cover, the indication of a memory, they would take the book, they would read it, the suffocated memories would rise to the top and then they would follow their direction towards me to find more, he clarifies almos

But Becky owned her nerdy, geeky side. In the study, they split off and got down to search. It took hours combing through the books. They didn’t appear to be disturbed all that much. A few showed evidence of recently being removed from their place, but beyond that, nothing jumped out at Gemma. The section where books on lore and the supernatural appeared the most disturbed.