Freezing Order Novelas e Histórias

Their eyes were closed and a peculiar feeling of devastation began to run, like a thousand streams, into his chest, at the thought that they might be dead. “No!” he shouted as he fell to his knees. The woman’s lime green eyes cracked open and the thin layer of ice around her face cracked, but then froze again. He exhaled in relief and reached out to wipe away the tiny crystals already accruing on her lashes. “God, you’re cold,” he exclaimed, bringing his hands over her frigid cheeks.

He called several bodyguards to stand guard over the freezer’s door and ordered them coldly, “If she doesn’t apologize, don’t let her out even if she dies.” When the door shut in my face, the cold and the darkness enveloped me. In the beginning, the freezer was at a normal temperature, and I could endure it. But ten minutes later, the temperature dropped so quickly that I trembled in the cold and cried out for help. In just a moment, I felt as if my blood had frozen over, and I could not breathe anymore. My heart, too, stopped beating. In the end, I died in the freezer. This time, no one kicked the door open and called out to me.

"That's some smart thinking, young lady. Go ahead and make it sound good so you can actually promote us!" Holding my phone, I slowly walked deeper into the cold storage. Under the pretense of introducing our wine, I made my way toward the freezer where the two were hiding. "These freezers are our latest in-house design with an incredibly powerful flash-freeze capability. It can drop the internal temperature by 68 degrees Fahrenheit in just three minutes. Let me give the viewers a quick demonstration." As I spoke, I reached out and flipped the flash-freeze switch. The freezer began to hum loudly to life.

A flash of the half-built shelves, the empty reading nooks that were supposed to be full of people soon, the vision I’ve been carrying for months, suddenly frozen. Because this isn’t just a permit delay. It’s a stop order.

“Your father did something. He put a forty eight hour hold on any sale exceeding ten million dollars unless approved by two signing officers. Lena Croft is not a signing officer on that account. Whatever she initiated has not been legally finalized yet.” I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. “So we can stop it.” “We can absolutely stop it. I need you to sign a freeze order tonight. I’m sending it to your email right now,” he replied. I looked up at Ethan. He was already reading over my shoulder. “Sign it,” he said. My hand was still shaking when I typed my name into the box on the screen. Orin stood at the end of the table with his arms crossed, watching like he was holding his bre

I noticed we were running low on some printing supplies we needed, so I went to one of my suppliers' websites to place an order, but all I got was a message in red saying the order couldn't be processed. "What the hell?" I blurted out. I tried accessing another provider's website, and after placing the same order, I received another denied notification. Quickly, I grabbed the phone and called the bank. I had barely finished the call, my heart pounding, when Kathe walked in, looking confused. "Did something happen?" she asked. "My accounts are frozen..." I whispered. "What?!" Kathe practically shouted, bursting into the office. "The bank just told me I can't make any purchases with my persona

Madison Fucking A. How am I supposed to serve this customer ice cream when all the damn ice cream is gone from the small freezer? I’m shit-outta luck! I step away from the empty freezer, positing what other choice I have when a brilliant idea strikes down from the sky. What about the big freezer? Usually, it’s always locked, so there is no way of knowing what mysteries lay within. And what would you know? There is no lock on it this morning!

It was still snowing when she left the airport. Winter in Shorestone City wasn't as cold as it was in Halston City, and it didn't snow there. She only had a fleece coat on, so the wind blew straight to her bones as she stood there. It was freezing! She cupped her palms and exhaled on them, wanting to warm them. As she reached for her phone, a coat that was still carrying a lingering warmth was thrown over her head. "Why didn't you wear more layers?"

A desperate, terrible option. Because in twelve days, the apocalypse would begin. The temperature would drop to negative forty degrees. Power would fail. And in the chaos of a frozen world, people disappeared every day. Including hired killers. Including the Hart family. Maya picked up her phone with trembling hands and opened her notes app. She began typing, planning, calculating. If she couldn't beat them before the freeze, she would survive it. And in the aftermath, when civilization had crumbled and the old rules no longer applied, she would make every single person who had hurt her pay.

Then, with perfect timing, she could slip into her sweetest act and bring the ordeal to a close. However, nearly forty minutes had passed. Chloe set down her phone and bit her lower lip. The freezer had been set to -58°F for three days. She knew I might not survive that kind of cold. Still, I had grown up with nothing. Girls like me were supposed to be tough, used to hardship and biting winters. Besides, Chloe had only changed the temperature. She did not lock me in there with her own hands. If something really happened, my three brothers were the ones who locked the door.