Novel & Cerita Icebreaker Spicy Pages

Tyson's POV After a few hours of sleep, I snuck out of bed letting Tess sleep in. I needed to get started on the next part of our plan. I had talked to everyone about it, and they were on board. I just needed to work on some logistics, and Alex had to build the most secure looking web page for the dark web that only those four could access but still make it look like it was getting a lot of traffic. I wanted pictures and ages for each girl. If we were going to make this look legit, we would have to make it look like these girls were beautiful and available, and most people aren't going to buy a product without seeing it first.

Time was tight, but I had to use every minute I could spare. A sudden knock interrupted my thoughts, and I opened the door impatiently. Sebastian stood there holding a bowl of noodles, his tone gentle as he said, "You must be hungry. I made you some instant noodles." I was dazed for a moment. In my previous life, he was either cold as ice toward me or only spoke harshly.

**FERAL FURY PACK** Lucifer groaned as the morning sun pierced through the curtains, hitting his eyes with a harsh glare. His head throbbed, a relentless reminder of the night before. He sat up slowly, his body heavy and sluggish. As he reached for his phone on the nightstand, the screen lit up with the notification of 42 missed calls—20 from Spike, 20 from Mikhail, and two from Viktor. He sighed, his mind hazy as the events of last night slowly resurfaced. Two bottles of *Everclear*, notorious for its 100% alcohol content, had been more than enough to knock him out. He wondered how he’d managed to fall so deep into the bottle, completely losing himself in the process.

Maya The worst part about Cassandra’s ideas was that she always announced them as if they were gifts, as if forcing two unwilling people into increasingly invasive public situations somehow counted as an opportunity rather than a carefully packaged disaster, and by the time Leo and I arrived at the production studio that had been transformed into a sleek livestream set decorated with hockey memorabilia, promotional banners, and enough strategically placed cameras to make me feel like I was walking into a surveillance experiment disguised as entertainment, I already knew the next two hours were going to test whatever remained of my patience.

"Should I kiss you or what?" "I will be glad if you do none. You have become so obsessed over that smelly guy that I am afraid you might infect me with the obsession." She answered coldly. Babe chuckled and put her bag down. The truth was that she didn't get along with Eric at her. It was a blast of disappointment that she was so ashamed to even speak about. [Flashback to Eric and Babe's meeting.] After briefly sending a message to Isabella to thank her, she came out with a bottle of champagne and a glass cup but Eric was already standing up. She smiled at him.

As I was walking into it I was stopped. "Sorry babe, can't go in there that's the man cave!" Sammy said but I pushed through. "What the fuck?" I said as I looked around at a stack of p**n mixed with games. I opened a drawer that was connected to a night stand which was next to a bunch of been bags and a bed. Literally the whole drawer was filled with condom boxes and some other stuff that I didn't recognize. I walked out and brushed past a smirking Sammy. "Y'all are disgusting!" I said chuckling.

Like a little dog in heat. I close my eyes, my cheeks burning. —I... I'm not... — Shh. The feather disappears. Instead, something cold. Hard. An ice cube. I gasp as the cold hits me, sliding down my neck, leaving a damp trail that contrasts with the warmth of my skin. —K-Kael.....My voice is broken, trembling. The ice descends, tracing a path between my breasts, lingering on my hardened nipples before continuing its path towards my stomach. I arch my back despite myself, offering my body to this icy treatment, fingers gripping the marble beneath me.

Tobi's face for the first time since I have met him was plastered with am honest smile. "And I am so welcome" Jim said yet with another smile, he turned to me scanning me from head to toe "you must be Miss Heather, it nice to finally meet you" he took my hand and kissed it. His lips were so soft, making the butterflies in my stomach jump for joy. "The pleasure is all mine Mr Page" I returned back his smile blushing profusely. "Enough of the introduction" Tobi's cold voice immediately stopped the butterflies. I turned to glare at him and then turned back to Jim with my most genuine smile.

"That's your plan to win the bet? It does not make sense." "It won't make sense to you now. But soon it will." Robyn said smirking. "You're scaring me..." "Even I am scared for you Ells. She has that devilish grin." Beau said faking chills. Robyn laughed. "I'm going to the spice shop on the corner. Need me some tumeric and barbeque sauce." "You do know I don't really like spices right." "Yes. I will use a little. I'm making dinner tonight. Just help me peel potatoes"

“Forget everything I said before. THIS is the real gossip.” I stared at him tiredly. “Why are you like this?” Chloe groaned. “Kyle, go away.” “Absolutely not.” He walked in fast, already unlocking his phone. “You people are not understanding the madness currently happening on campus.” He shoved the screen toward us dramatically. The school blog was open, and a live video was playing. Jack. The caption at the top read: **Freshman spilled pasta on Jack Pierce.** Another line underneath: **Jack scared this poor freshman into early graduation.**