Icks Novels & Stories

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

"I'm just trying to get to know you." "Thanks, Zach. I feel better now," Riley said as she tried shaking Zach off of her. "I'm just trying to help. There's no need for you to feel uncomfortable." Zach was handsome. He had short hair, tapered on the sides, and was longer on top. He had muscles, and they popped with the tighter fits he wore. But he wasn't her mate. He would make another she wolf happy. However, at this very moment, he was making her very uncomfortable with his advances. She made her feelings known down her bond. Hopefully, Eli would pick up on it before it was too late.

Marcus,play nice. “You know me Dad,I’m always nice!” When they were alone,Marcus’ eyes met hers,the expression on his face earnest and serious. “I’m glad he has you Beth,”he said.”He needs a woman like you.” ........ “Marcus,”Beth said,”What did you mean earlier when you said this house is creepy?” Marcus gently maneuvered his coffee cup to the table,his serious expression from before replaced with the playful twinkle in his eyes she had already grown to adore so much.

A once clear water body had now been turned red, just like the biblical River Nile when a prophet used his rod in it. "Damn it, man! We shot at the wrong target" One of the henchmen said to the other as they packed up the machine gun and tripod "But at least we got the right target. Let's get going, man. We don't want to be seen here" The other replied Fear gnawing at her heart and threatening to tear it into shreds, Summers screamed frantically as she shook Iphan whose neck was profusely bleeding. "Baby, look at me, please. Just hang in there, okay? I'd get you help, ASAP" Summers pleaded, with teary eyes

“ Ok, so what’d you like to talk to me about? “ I said annoyed after moments of silence. “ Would your pack like to come in and be peaceful or would you like to leave, “ he said seriously. “ What do you mean? This is our territory! “ I fumed “ I don’t want to be like our parents. I would like to propose a new way of handling our little, “ he paused to think, “ disagreement, “ “ You call the werewolves serving your mother’s head on a platter a disagreement? “ one of the bloodsuckers said. Suddenly, Ethan’s eyes went dark. I can’t explain it. It’s like the light reflecting from his eyes had gone. His veins popped out of his pale skin. Ethan grabbed the vamp’s throat. It was more of a threat tha

She then slid the door open and backed up. "We have this big boy on some medications. It's like a Xanax. It helps him to stay calm and not potentially injure one of us." I could feel the goosebumps crawling up my arms, but they only intensified when the huge black wolf ducked under the already tall door. His eyes were on me. The only thing between me and the beast was a thin sheet of fencing. He didn't eat, he just watched me. My every movement he reacted. Each breath I took his ears would move. I shuffled and he jumped a little bit.

determined to do it. Taking out a matchstick...he rubs it against the match box... tries to light it , to only groan in irritated. "This stupid matchstick! Why isn't it lighting!!" He screams when suddenly, slow winds start approaching. The friend laying on the ground looked afraid, noticing the change in the aura of the place. "Please... let's go ...I feel something-" "Ah shut up! You coward! Don't tell me that you really believe that sh**! "

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

Please, let this be a joke. "Exactly and I'm serious." He says like he's reading my mind. "Oh, I... I'm really s-sorry. I'll bring it back when I get dressed." I stutter and overthink the words I just spoke out loud. I should let it wash first of course. When I'm nervous I sometimes talk weird stuff and stutter all the time. I hate to show it like this.

the Dj suddenly changed the beat to slow and tense music. I don't know if it is the music or not but I can see the sudden change in his expression. it shifts from a goofy one to a serious one. It looks more intense than it has ever been. he begins to stare down at me and I wonder why the change in demeanour. I don't know why but I begin to feel butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I suddenly begin to notice how attractive he is. not that I didn't notice earlier but his lips begin to look sexier as he stares down at me.