Ice Breaker Book Novels & Stories

The shelves had been scattered around and books were flying all around the small space. My left leg was stuck under one of the shelves and i had to manage and pull it off in an awkward position with just two of my hands until my leg was free and i could feel the enormous pain but that did not stop me from finding the book. I had been searching while struggling with a broken foot for a book that held the rest of my future, and when i finally found it, i was completely shattered. I did not want to cry, i could not, all along i told myself i was iron woman, made of steel and nothing would break me. Nothing could.

"Tuesday, March 4. I lost my glasses case again, and hopefully my luck will be good again and I can find them right where I left them. Mother couldn't buy me any others. I have been reading some new books and everything reminds me of him, some stories seem made to remind you that your life will never be that interesting. I'm not complaining, as some characters live hell inside their oh-so-interesting lives. I refuse to call myself boring. I wanted to tell you that these days I have been thinking about my future. I'm not in a good place and Mom wouldn't let me go see Dad, although I'm sure the idea of running away is tempting. My future here looks completely blurry and I can't find even the s

I had become a broken vessel, shattered and discarded, just like the windows of my soul. As I stood there, swaying on unsteady feet, I couldn't help but feel like a mere pile of mud, trampled on by the world around me. My spirit was fractured, my hope shattered. But deep down, buried beneath the layers of pain, a flicker of defiance remained. A small voice whispered, "Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to piece myself back together."

Elle was barley holding on, sweat was glistening on her forehead as her face strained to stay focused. Anthony came forward and powered down the fence. The hope was to power down the whole camp but he was too weakend to be able to. We cute the fence open and I telepathed to the nearest housing station to start running towards us. The guards were you busy looking out to notice what was happening within. I had our teleporter teleport then in groups. We all entered the camp and I found the power box. I shot it with ice sickles I made causing the whole power to shut off.

she screamed out fire and brimstone from her lungs, as if she had been heartbroken by her boyfriend. “ Aria, I didn’t mean to. It was a mistake..” my eyes dilated, as I saw the pains in her eyes, it was more than being heartbroken. Aria is so addicted to her books, that when you break her books you break her… you break lose memories that was meant to be hidden.

Expectations are best, after all, if you consider the big picture. I keep imagining Loretta's reaction if I tell her about the last madness committed. Will you believe? If they told me, I wouldn't believe it. No disrespect to Peter, come on. It was an act of… It was a thoughtless act. That. I can't keep looking for coherent explanations every time I want to spread my legs, right? I passed that phase. I try to immerse myself in reading the book to, if not finish it, try to make the hours go by faster, as apparently, a quickie in the storeroom didn't help much.

Thank you so much for checking out my book. I am sure that you will love and enjoy this wonderful piece of work that I have brought to you. Just a clear reminder that this is purely a work of fiction and anything can be made possible. Try to read Volume 1 so you can understand some aspects of the book however if you feel like a genius that can complete a whole second volume and still understand it without going through the first volume then go ahead. Please check out my other books as well and support this too. Thank you for reading and let's dive right in.

"You didn't have to wait on the street. I was coming up." "I was impatient. And I know how the security guards get around here when they see your truck." "Hop in." Santiago leaned over, catching a quick kiss before pulling into traffic. The second they hit the main road, he reached over and interlaced their fingers. "How was the ice?" Isaac asked. "Hell. Ruiz called us a bunch of two-toed sloths. Told us to wake the fuck up before the Capital Ice Dome turns into our grave tomorrow." "You'll bounce back," Isaac said. "You were just cocky from the road wins."

Every saturday morning, the sun gleamed with pride. Thaddeus sat astride the window watching as tiny rain drops trickled down the window pane, descending in the house through the tiny crack in the roof. It should have been fixed by their dad a some sunny months ago... His thoughts flew out of proportion with the hard thuds he thought he'd heard on the weak door of his small house. Almost instantly there came a rapid second thud on the door. It was also as the first, if not harder. Whoever was knocking should be grateful Sarah was not home, it would...

The dishes, plates, cups, mugs, glasses and whatever the kitchen items kept on the shelves were broken into pieces in the pursuit of the book of prophecy and Igikran. After turning the kitchen into chaos, the prophecy book then escaped from the kitchen and went to the top of the palace and thus forming many identical books. The books started looping around Igikran who was perplexed to found the right one. Though Igikran was confused, he did not want to accept his failure and with his sharp eyes, he found the exact book which possessed a red iris. The claws and beak of Igikran opened widely to catch the correct book. The book escaped from him but was caught by Nicoria.