Frozen Fever Full Short Film Mga Nobela at Kwento

Armani managed to push Dex towards the wall and grabbed Zaylee's body. "Armani lay her back there" "Sorry friend" Armani dashed out of the house. Dex's vision became bloody, he took out a bottle of wine by the counter and drank it all in a gulp. He shattered the bottle on the floor and began to pick up the pieces "Zaylee!" he yelled her name. The broken glasses had injured his skin and blood gushed out. "Zaylee!!" he yelled her name louder this time. He managed to get up but got his foot sliced by a bigger piece of the broken glass

Inside the walk-in freezer, ice covered every surface. Waves of thick white fog spilled out, swallowing the air in a ghostly chill. All three of my brothers stopped in their tracks. In the corner, a human-shaped figure was curled against the wall. Her arms were wrapped tightly around her knees, her head lowered, as if shrinking into herself could preserve the last faint trace of warmth in her body. A thin layer of frost covered her skin, which had turned a haunting blue-purple. Her fingers stretched toward the door.

I said to them as Freya looked at Lily then back at me. “Allie! This fever is too high. We just can’t let you be like this,” Freya complained “Just get me a sponge. I will be fine” I assured them, after losing my wolf; I suddenly get to have these fever lately but always just soak myself in water. I tried to close my eyes before I felt all drowsy as I closed my eyes. “Allie! Allie!” Freya and Lily shouted before everything become so dark unable to move

I scream for mommy, but she doesn't come. Jim waits until I'm quiet. I say I won't make a sound. I want mommy. He takes me to her. I'm very still. He hands mommy a bag with white powder. "This is the last time. Never again. You can get your kicks hurting someone else," mommy says to Jim. Jim smiles with his scary brown teeth. "That's what they all say. Beat it bitch."

If something happens to her, you'll be the murderer! "Just stay here and reflect on yourself. When Nancy's fever goes down, you'll come out." Without sparing me another glance, he turned away. Hence, he couldn't see the freezer had been switched to freezing mode, nor the scratches left from my desperate struggle inside. My hands and feet were a mess of torn flesh, a mixture of blood and shredded skin quickly freezing to the wounds. I didn't even have time to feel the pain. I struggled to get Sam to look at me and kept making sounds.

"Looks like the human doormat is fundamentally defective, Ms. Rathore." Kiara’s incredibly smooth, lethal voice instantly sliced through the warm air of the opulent foyer. "Get back on your knees instantly, driver. There are exactly two guests remaining. If you completely ruin their expensive suits, I will make the phone call right now." Aryan lay completely paralyzed in the freezing puddle of his own dark blood and dirty mud. His core body temperature had dropped to a critical, terrifying level. His entirely numb, heavily bruised chest heaved with shallow, rattling gasps. The toxic, lethal fever raging inside his completely shattered left arm aggressively clouded his entire vision. He despe

David had forced me to smile for the cameras at the party, and now, driven by pure rage, possessiveness, and jealousy, he was treating me like a dangerous prisoner all over again. The bitter cold of the unheated storage room and two full days without food or water finally broke my body's last defenses. It started with a violent shiver deep in my bones, my teeth chattering so hard my jaw throbbed with pain. Then came the fire. A sudden, scorching fever ripped through my blood, making my head pound with agony while my skin felt like it was pressed against solid ice. My vision swam in the dark, black spots dancing across the pitch-black space around me.

Chapter 62: Shared Dreams The dream felt more real than waking life. We were on a frozen pond somewhere quiet and untouched, snow drifting softly around us. No arena lights, no cameras, no syndicate watching. Just the crisp bite of winter air and the scrape of our skates on natural ice. Callan chased me with a playful growl, his laughter echoing across the open space a sound I rarely heard from him in reality. When he finally caught me, he wrapped his strong arms around my waist and spun me around. The world blurred in a swirl of white and blue.

It was a vial containing brown liquid. When I recognized it as concentrated sulfuric acid, I froze. He laughed maniacally, unsealed the bottle, and threw its contents at me. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The crowd screamed in horror. Knowing it was impossible to escape, I closed my eyes, waiting for my impending doom. However, pain didn't come as expected. A person shielded me without hesitation, letting the acid land on her back. The highly corrosive liquid melted her clothes, then her flesh. A sharp, scorched smell filled the air.