Ice Climber Nana Novels & Stories

Nana Shock watched her Umm pointing to the ground. “So-so Daddy is buried inside Mommy? Isn't Daddy dark? How can Daddy see? Don't Mommy feel sorry for Daddy?" Anna was surprised by Nana's unexpected expression. She didn't think that inviting Nana would overwhelm her with her questions. Anna knows, even though Nana is still under three years old, she is a smart girl who can be sensitive to any situation. Her intelligence is above the average for her age. “Daddy” Nana almost fainted if only Arjun didn't catch her soon. Seeing the incident, Mr. Mun immediately stepped closer. He took Nana's body from Arjun and carried her into a magnificent building measuring four by five meters where the care

Jenna took the opportunity to shake him off and climb up the mountain. By the time Hansen came back to his senses, she had already been climbing for a while. She was not a spoilt lady. When she was young, her father often brought her for climbing and hiking activities. Although she was in her high heels, it was easy for her to scale the mountain. Seeing her willowy figure moving forward gracefully step by step with her slender waist and her light steps, Hansen's heart began beating rapidly. "You d*mned woman," Hansen cursed and chased after her.

Each one we pass makes my skin prickle. As we climb higher, I chance a glance at Nana. She stands exactly three steps behind Kane, her posture a study in submission—hands clasped demurely in front of her, eyes downcast, chin slightly lowered. The perfect picture of what’s expected of me here. When my eyes drift to Kane, I immediately regret it. His gaze is already fixed on me, hard and cold as the steel that surrounds us. I quickly lower my eyes, my heart pounding in my chest as I position myself three steps behind Efrem, mirroring Nana’s stance.

The club was rough with drunk shifters grabbing asses, deals in the back rooms but Nana was always here for me and she will always sneak in warm meals for me to eat and take home for free without the manager knowing. Nana is a rogue Wolf so taught me how to fight and defend myself especially from men and She was still a strong Rogue for her age. “I hate my life Nana,” I choked out against her shoulder coming back to the presence and not wanting to think too much. I kept crying silently, my voice all snot and broken. “For not running. Because… I still love my mother.She’s the only family I’ve got and I don’t ever want to leave her behind, I hope she changes one day” I stammered crying

"I'm confused now. And the figure has to look exactly like Kendell, if not, they would know it's a trick..." "I know of someone who might be of help, dear." "Who?" "She's my friend back at Bright Claw pack, but I doubt we would be able to make it back and forth before the time of the rites..." "And who's that, Nana?" "She... She's a witch. But a good witch." "No, Nana. I will think of something before the rites. But for now, show me how much you missed me…”

Chris and I shared an amused grin. After the laughter and clatter of breakfast had settled, Noah suggested we keep the fun rolling with a swim. I raised an eyebrow, pointing out the morning chill that still lingered outside, but Noah was quick to mention an indoor pool he knew of that was always heated. It was approaching April in California and the weather was often still too cold for a morning outdoor swim. Chris’s face lit up at the idea, and I had to admit, the thought of floating in warm water was quite appealing. I slipped into a short, airy summer dress that swayed with every step. The soft hue complimented my green eyes, making them sparkle, and set my red hair ablaze like the settin

“That’s always good to hear. It’s kind of scary having my vision leave me and get filmed and directed by someone who’s not me.” Nana puts down her phone and looks at Chloe, realizing someone else is here. “My goodness. You look just like Marion, but you can’t be.” “This is Chloe,” Mom says. “She’s Marion’s daughter.” Nana smiles as she slowly comes over. “You’re the spitting image of her. How are you, dear?” “I’m good.” Chloe’s eyes go to me. “I’m an author now. I write romance novels.” Nana’s eyes light up. “Is there—” she leans in closer, "—sex in your books?”

Otherwise, things would be difficult for her grandfather Jesse. "Of course. But… Could you please not think badly of me and Lucas?" Nana asked tentatively. "I really like you. I mean, you and Dicky are the most beautiful people I've ever met. I'd really like to have a child as handsome as Dicky one day…" "You definitely can," Cordy replied, encouraging her out of courtesy. "Lucas is handsome, and you're beautiful too. Your children will be no slouch." "But… The doctors told me that my body probably can’t handle a pregnancy." Nana's gaze darkened.

Blaize felt the underlying threat, he unconsciously held on to Zayden, their faces turning serious and continued stepping on stones to climb higher. “Quit the banters! Hurry up, slowpokes.” Yekaterina yelled from above them. They climb up faster swiftly to catch up to her. She’s so good at this. It’s obvious that she has done mountain climbing or rock-climbing multiple times just like them. “Ugh! This damn mountain is so high. Do you know it’s gonna take seven hours to climb a five-meter mountain? And we’re going so slow!” Olga’s rants were so loud.

I can escape my hell using the window. Stretching my neck further, studying the ambiance, I gasp in fear at the depth beneath. The distance is like jumping down from the tallest mountain. I’ll die in the air before my body reaches the earth. I wish I had mastered the act of hunting with Nana. She is my best option if I want to climb down. But she needs to stay hidden. “Milena,” Zlata calls my attention, “…here is the human cream.” She swings a tube. I stare at the tiny, pinkish substance in her hand with a cover. Nothing special. How does it work?