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Hiiii. Blue Haze here. When I started this book, I had no clue where it would drag me — or how deep I’d fall with it. The fact that my first step into this chaos found even a shred of success? Still shocking. But none of it would’ve meant anything without every single one of you. The story isn’t over. There will be a Book Two — and no, I still don’t know if Myles is breathing or rotting (but if you’ve made it this far with me😏, you know hope is a dangerous thing).

A Senior at Crestwood High—a hellhole politely disguised as a school, ruled by hockey gods and the spray-tanned cheerleaders who orbit them like glittery little moons. Okay, maybe not all of them are evil. My best friend Zoe Tran is a cheerleader—and the only person in that cursed building who would go to war for me without blinking. She’s got claws, a mouth that doesn't know how to whisper, and a heart bigger than her hair. She’s also the only reason I haven’t set the school on fire yet. Figuratively. But outside of Zoe? I was that girl. The one who used to be thinner, used to be “pretty,” before puberty hit like a truck and left me with thighs that rub and a stomach I try to flatten every

Because the wife of ice was slowly melting — not from the fire of scandal… but from the warmth she found in the coldest man alive.

I took it alongside my headset and moved to the kitchen to indulge in ice cream while I read my favorite literary fictions. The kitchen was dark except for the light from the fridge when I opened it. The cold air hit my bare legs. I was still only wearing Grant's shirt and nothing else. I grabbed the pint of salted caramel and a spoon, settling onto one of the bar stools. My kindle lit up, showing the romance novel I'd been reading before everything went to shit. The heroine was dealing with her own trauma, and suddenly it felt too close, too real. I switched to something lighter like a rom-com that promised laughs and no kidnapping scenes.

"Mrs. Wilson, remember to tie up the garbage bag. Don't spill it everywhere." The snow was still falling, yet I had become the commander of this isolated island. They stopped calling me Mrs. Gomez and called me Boss instead. In my heart, I added a title for myself. Snow Queen.

"I will never believe another word that comes out of his mouth. Not a single breath. The past few days were just a bad dream on the ice, and now I'm waking up to the freezing reality." "Collins, you're shaking so hard the kitchen tiles are rattling." "I am fine, Patricia. The snow just melted in my hands outside the transit pavilion, and I realized I could melt glaciers with my bare skin but I couldn't warm a single corner of Ada Lube's frozen heart."

If you're yet to check out any of my works, please do, you won't regret checking them out. ~ Meeting Mr. Ice (Volume 1) completed ~ The CEO's Rejected Bride completed. I know the book isn't perfect but please bear with me as I work on my creative skills the more. Your reviews are needed please. Thank you very much. Meeting Mr. Ice Volume 2 will be coming up in September/October. No date yet but follow me on F*: Authoress Danielle IJE (page) or Danielle IJE (profile) to get an update regarding the date. Thank you and I love you. Dated: 27th of August, 2023. 10:40 pm.

I didn't want to involve another person in my lies and thought it best to arrange to go somewhere else. " I wanted to go shopping, I need to buy new notebooks for the next semester at the University. What do you think of us meeting at the food court and having a coffee?” " I loved the suggestion, I need to distract myself " she agreed, looking a little more like the excited Julia I knew. " Shall we call Cecília too? What do you think?” " Cecília traveled for work. Taking advantage of recess at the University, she accepted a job abroad.” " Wow, what a wonderful thing! And where did she travel?”

Now let’s get down to business to defeat the Huns. Girl stop. I drove the blade of my sword into the ground and the earth split, light shining through the ground. Ice spread through the earth, across the field, and encasing the enemy in a cocoon of ice. Like human/zombie popsicles. Push them over Morrigan. I did what Winter suggested and pushed one of the zombies over and the ice shatter into a million pieces along with the zombie. It was dead, again, and I saw its soul escape from its icy prison.

She told me that there will be a design competition in two months and she is preparing for it. Tired. Her attitude was very relaxed, as if Will was really an ordinary work partner of hers, rather than the ex- girlfriend I heard, dared to take home, and made trouble in the house. People will always be emotionally affected by things around them. Just like yesterday, I started a narrative novel with a sad theme. When I finished reading it at night, my whole body was exuding negative energy. It seems that I can find a little bit of my past in the heroine, but if I think about it carefully, I can see how we are similar.