Iced Out Novels & Stories

CRACK. The sound of her palm connecting with my cheek echoed like a gunshot inside the enclosed room. The sheer force of the blow snapped my head sharply to the side, sending a blinding flash of pain through my jaw. My vision blurred for a split second, and the skin on my face immediately began to burn as if she had branded me with red-hot iron. I staggered back a step, tasting the faint, metallic tang of blood on the inside of my lip where my teeth had cut into the flesh.

ALEKSANDER The taste of copper fills my mouth when Asher drives his fist into my jaw, the metallic tang blooming as if to remind me that I'm still alive. The f*****r knows that I don't want bruises on my face so he's hell bent on giving me a few. “My bad” he grins.

“I came here to understand it.” “And now you understand.” “Yes.” “Then find it.” I held his gaze. “You don’t need me.” “You already know where it is.” That landed hard. Victor didn’t move at first. Then moments later, he finally did. His foot slammed into the ice. Once. Twice. The crack sounded different this time, deeper. Violent. Intentional. A sharp fracture spread outward, thin lines racing across the surface like lightning trapped beneath glass. The sound echoed louder. Then again.

Her pose was deliberately provocative. Julian suddenly entered the frame. "Like this..." His fingertips slowly brushed over her arm, then her shoulder, then down toward her collarbone. Light as feathers. Teasing. Vivian's face flushed. "Julian..." "Good." Julian praised her as he pressed the shutter. His throat moved uncontrollably. The phone burned my hand like a hot coal. I dropped it, stumbled into the bathroom, and vomited until there was nothing left. As if I could somehow vomit out all the disgust and revulsion in my chest.

My teeth painfully itch . "Ow" I shut my eyes as the pain intensifies , I just really want to bite something. In a second Jace rushes in front of me and pries my mouth open with his fingers . " Your canines are surfacing " He says with fascination as his finger pokes my canine . I snap my jaw shut and he pulls his finger back before it gets bit off . "Easy there vampie" Jace chuckles and heads to the cooler . "It was O+ right ?" He grabs a blood bag marked O+ and hands it over to me . I take it from his hands in an instant .

Goodbye, thumbs. Biting his tongue against the anguish he knew was to come, he banged his hands, thumbs out, into the headboard. Crunch. The bones broke with that very first punch. He sucked in a breath, but, like Grace, he did not mumble a sound. Punch, punch. Each new hit caused even more pain, ripping tendons, tearing muscles, and mashing bone.

“Jesus, little man, you’re a one-man wrecking crew.” Distracted by Eric’s compliment, Jace found an unexpected fist against his jaw. Pain radiated up the side of his face. His ears rang. Vision blurred. The pain he didn’t mind, but the jar to his senses left him unbalanced. He took another hit to the jaw before he could focus well enough to knock his adversary out with one hard punch under the chin.

Third Person's POV In the middle of the scuffle, the claws extending from Wilmot's fingers accidentally caught Fred's jaw. Fred let out a theatrical yelp, clutching his face and dropping into a crouch. Wynn immediately lunged forward to shield him, glaring at her father. "Dad! Now you're hitting Fred, too?" Fred leaned into Wynn's leg, groaning with a voice that sounded like he was on his deathbed. "It's over, Wynn... I think my jaw is dislocated... My skull is definitely cracked."

I want to do both, but I know it can only be one or the other, so instead, I grab the door handle, “How about we get that ice cream?” The ice cream shop is pretty busy for it being mid-January. I drop my head just before we walk in, so nobody notices my hideous face. I should have used some concealer to cover up the green and yellow areas where the bruises are fading. Jace stops us right before he opens the door and moves to stand in front of me.

Cara said. "Cara, I think you're old enough to understand what love is, right? He didn't even look at me but I know that look has a meaning, I'm sure he's your mate, it's just that he's not sure because right now you're wearing your blocker, making your scent suddenly disappear and making him confused. But that look that Eric always gave me first." "Love? What do you mean he likes me? Isn't it too soon?" "Falling in love only takes 3 seconds"