Hot Cold Man Novels & Stories

She sees that she has a response letter from other companies she applied to before as their business administrator, but she's still contemplating on quitting her job, yet with the Benson, as per her promise. She closes her laptop and rolls out from her bed as her room is slightly turning dark with the night fast approaching and no power supply in her room. She walks out from her room, holding her phone's torch, and she walks to their living room to sit. Just then, Flora returns home, holding a cup of ice cream in her hand as she steps into their living room. Anita realizes the ice cream is actually the same as the ice cream the Cold CEO had bought for her and her family the previous weekend,

"Be quiet, bastard." I open my eyes in the midst of darkness. The head of a masked man is just inches from my face, whispering those words again, "Be quiet, bastard." I want to scream, but my voice is stuck in my throat. One of his hands explores my leg, a few inches above my knee, making my stomach churn. "Stop..." My tears flow along with my sobs. "Please, stop." His cold hand moves slowly upward; I shut my eyes and push his body, which is pinning me down, with all my strength.

Didn't expect the update so early but here i am with new update as i personally loving this story Inline comments are love and do vote , response was very low on prologue , i don't know why you people can't able to vote and do comment , if still you are facing this problem then let me know Yesterday night was like a dream for me . I met manik yesterday. Is he really manik or his twin brother. This question is ringing in my mind from yesterday as there is huge difference between the manik , i knew earlier and the manik whom i met yesterday at party. His behaviour and his body language , his attitude , each and everything is different , he is irresistible man. I am getting trapped by this man

Natalie was forced to swallow the pill before she could react. “You…What did you give me?” Natalie looked at him, her beautiful face was filled with shock and fury. Darryl smiled and said, "Why are you panicking? Aren't you unafraid of death? I gave you the 'Cold Fire Pill'!" The Cold Fire Pill was one of the more special pills in the Everlasting Pellet Technique. It had two attributes of heat and cold. After consuming it, one would feel the attack of ice and fire at the same time.One's body would also feel extremely itchy.

“You can come next week for the rest.” Hunter grabbed the man by his shirt and pulled him. He lifted him up and gave him the devil’s stare. The man had known he was facing death in its eyes. “Please Hunter.” “Give me one reason I shouldn’t break your bones now.” “Please, I have a family.” “Is that a reason?” “I know something you might be interested in.” “What could that be?” “I know you escaped from Zambia.” “So?” “There’s a rumor circling around that there is manuscript about the Hamuumbu’s.”

Then, he grabbed the trembling hand that was as cold as snow. "What hurts? Just tell me," the man coaxed in a soft tone. There was no time to think about prestige at a time like that. “It feels weird,” the woman who had been soaked in sweat, sighed. "My whole body is hot." The man's eyes began to swirl around for ideas. After a while, his eyes opened wide. "Did you drink the tea on the table earlier?" "Yes. Why?" Max suddenly looked up and sighed in resignation. “Tsk, why did you just drink it this morning? I asked Aunt Minnie to put stimulant in it.”

He certainly has great tastes if his home is a reflection. There is still the enigma of what he wants with me. I don't trust his motives and curiosity is the only thing keeping me here. That and my desire to sleep on a bed instead of a bench. It's almost fall in Connecticut and with it will come the cold. I may not feel fear like the average person, but I certainly don't feel like being uncomfortable if I don't have to. Cold is one thing I hated. I wasn't leaving, not until I get the feeling I'm looking for. All of my adrenaline highs, they have all brought me closer to what I want to feel, and yet they all seem to fall short. I haven't quite pieced together what is missing.

It is hot that day anyways. “Give me one more please.” He said to her and she nodded. “And my change?” the man asked as soon as he was done with second sachet. “Please, let me go and try to get the change,” she said, the man nodded and watched her run round the stalls to get the money with the bucket of water on her head. “He hissed and stretched then beckoned on her to come over. “I cant wait anymore…” the man said to her as soon as she moved closer to him and she nodded at him.

Suddenly, she felt that the air in the room was extremely cold, as if the heating had not been turned on. A share of coldness came over. Mary Kinson looked back and saw that the bathroom door was open, and the man standing in front was wrapped in a bath towel from his waist, covering several places that should be covered. The other exposed skin color is healthy and shiny wheat color. The broad shoulder line is like a pen tip, which is abruptly outlined. His hair is still wet, dripping with water drops, but his eagle eyes like ink are also called cold. This is simply a stunner in the world, a walking hormone!

“I know, and I will, but she needs to lower her temperature first. Just give me some ice cream. Or ice. Just anything that could help in the meantime.” “Right away.” The man went into the back. Jalefel waited for him to return. When he did, the man was carefully holding a towel with tongs. Steam wafted from it. “I dipped this in liquid helium. It’s cold. Be careful using it. You could give her frostbite and that would be just as bad.”