Iced Out Novels & Stories

Even if this relationship might be doomed. I suddenly sit up straight, my train of thought snapping as frustration bubbles up in my chest. Without thinking, I smack my cheeks with both hands in an attempt to pull myself together. The sharp sting spreads across my skin instantly, and I wince—not just from the pain but from the realization that I might’ve just ruined an hour’s worth of work.

Nodding my head, I continued licking my ice cream, enjoying how it tasted. “Can I have some?” Ace asked, making my head snap up to him. Looking at him, then at my Ice cream, I nod my head slowly before moving the ice cream towards his mouth. Ace looked at me for a second before grabbing my hand and moving closer to his lips. Taking a small bite from my Ice cream, he told me ‘’thank you.” Before walking towards his car. I looked down at the ice cream, where he took a bite from. Before smiling.

Her best friend does but he pities her which is way worse than not believing. ★. ★. ★. ★. ★. Jade blinked slowly, trying to adjust her eyes to the brightness of the room. Her head was aching badly and her eyesight was foggy as she struggled to sit up. She placed her right fingers on her head and massaged her temple while trying to figure out where she was.

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.

When he’s so fucking pissed, he can’t even come up with another witty, dickish retort. It’s actually a fun little game I like to play—see how many digs it takes for him to shut down. Sometimes, I even try to beat my own record. Going for a low score, like in golf. Right now, I’d say I’m two under par. Arching a brow, I give the jackass a winning, plastic smile. “See you on the ice, Orlov.”

They knew how she valued her sleep and hates it when she is been woken up. “Ruby.” She groaned loudly. Her head was pounding and she felt as if it was going to drop down. Ruby on the cue rushed out from the bathroom to me her. She had finished setting up the tub for her bathing when she actually called her out. “Miss Chloe” she greeted as she bowed. “Can you get me some aspirin?” she ordered rubbing her forehead.

the fucking smell was so good, it drove him mad. He growled loudly and hit his hands on the steering wheel. He had to text Drayer to get him with some emergency bullshit to get him out of the situation. It was a code blueberry. The word was fucking stupid and it caused his lip to lift even as anger rolled over him in waves. Since junior high if one of them needed pulling out of a sinking ship of any kind all they had to do was give the 'code blueberry' to the other and the shit was on.

But Everest just smiles again, blood dark and dried on his face. My head snaps back, and I grunt as one of Everest’s Betas, who snuck up behind me, drags me by my hair. I swirl and throw a blind punch. It hits the Beta square on the jaw, and his entire body cracks back. The crowd gasps. A coach or teacher should be here now, but no one wants to interfere in a fight like this. The Beta I punched bares his fangs, stumbling toward me, but before he can do anything, I land a second punch on his other cheek. The sound cracks as the Beta’s eyes roll back, and he thuds onto the grass.

The day before our wedding, my fiance, Brandon Foster, and his girl bestie pulled out their wedding certificate at the casino. Brandon shrugged as he said, "It's just a joke—we'll be divorced tomorrow, and everyone knows that Wanda and I are strictly platonic." Wanda Stiles, however, was smiling provokingly. "Come on—they say marriage is sacred, so you guys can quit gawking already and hand us our wedding presents!" Everyone around the table laughed, with someone saying, "Alright! I own a business in the West End, and you can have it for your wedding… if you beat me at the dice game. Table rules." I didn't argue and merely sat at the table, smiling faintly as I met Brandon's frown. "The

Leave that and listen what I did today. ~Candice: Then what are you waiting for spill the tea. ~Me: (I told her everything what I did today from breaking the vase to the slap). ~Candice: Whoa did it hurt bruh? ~Me: Not that much. (I lied) It's hurting like shit. ~Candice: You should put ice pack on it. ~Me: Yeah I will. ~Candice: Listen I called you to something also but don't be mad.