Icebound 소설 & 이야기

“Purewater! Come now, don’t you want to sell me purewater, I want everything.” He said to her and she frowned before she walked slowly to his store, business was slow that day and she had not even sold much since morning and the cold sachet water was no longer cold. “It is not cold ooo.” She said to him.

THE ICE Stepping out of the plane was like stepping onto another planet. The air was so cold it burned. It was minus forty degrees. At that temperature, exposed skin freezes in minutes. Moisture in your nose turns to ice instantly. We stood on the surface of a massive frozen lake. The plane lay behind us, a broken gray bird in the snow. All around us, mountains rose like white teeth, scraping the sky. "Coordinates?" Damian asked, pulling on his heavy parka. Kai checked a handheld GPS unit. "It's dead. Battery drained." He looked at Leo. "Sorry, kid. You ate the map." "It doesn't matter," I said. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the metal plate—the key from Eleanor’s journal. I held it

Jaxson’s large, warm hands slid up under the lapels of Liam’s navy jacket, his palms pressing flat against the frantic, hammering rhythm of Liam's ribs. "Twelve, Jaxson," Liam whispered, his voice a raspy, breathless shudder against the quiet of the corridor. "The ice is going to be incredibly heavy. The ruts in the corner entries will be deep. If the edge catches a groove on the quad takeoff—"

He had no inkling that a new Alpha had taken over the territory. And Brandon intended to take over much more than just the ice delivery. Ever the silent guardian, Brandon grabbed a fresh glass and poured chilled water over the ice cubes. He kicked off his shoes as he approached the bed, coming up behind Lyon with a single ice cube held between his fingers. "Mm. Thank you," Lyon purred, still staring at the city lights as Brandon reached around him to offer the glass. He sipped with his usual elegance at first, then drank with a visible greed until the glass was empty. "God. That is extraordinary."

Huge wooden tubs filled with freezing well water lined the stone walls, their surfaces skimmed over with thin layers of ice. Elena dropped the heavy pile of linen onto the granite floor. Her breath formed thick, ragged clouds in the darkness. She knelt beside the first wooden tub, her bare hands plunging into the freezing water to break the ice. The cold was so intense it felt like a thousand needles driving directly into her bone marrow. She grabbed a thick vanguard cloak, scrubbing the heavy fabric against a ridged wooden board with mindless, rhythmic desperation.

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.

“I think I am alright.” Morozko glanced around. “I can see ice crystals in the air, like the scales of a fish. But I am cold, bitterly so. Is this what it is like to be a child of the north?” He opened his pale blue fingers and examined them. “I feel like an ice sculpture, newly carved. I have lost my smoke tricks, but now, I can summon the heart of winter, or rush like a blizzard across the world. I can find Anya, and I am powerful enough to face off against that stupid koldun, wherever he may be. I never did like kolduny.”

“Do you really think we can make it that far if these temperatures don’t rise?” Alex was sensing the same thing he was. Even in the heat of battle with the Domineers, he had never found himself in a situation so dire as this. His mouth was already dry, a sign of approaching dehydration. He reached down and scooped up a small handful of snow. He put the snow in his mouth, wincing as the cold quickly surged throughout his head, and waited for it to dissolve into water before swallowing it. It was not going to be able to hydrate him for long, but it was better than nothing.