Icy Path Novels & Stories

*This is a random chapter of Axel and Misha when they first met. Wasn't sure if I should have put it in the first place but oh well ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭ * * As the carriage rocked on the stony road, Axel looked outside the window, his nails drumming on the glass. This side of the world was extremely hot. Why? Why was it hot? "Could you stop?" His cousin and best friend, Sirius Blackheart snapped.

22: GLITCH NOW COLORADO, TE. Zach walked past hastily to his motel room before locking the door, and calling for her- ‘ire- katharina. katharina’ He yearned. He paced around the room for a few seconds before dropping to the ground, his back against the door. He had heard her voice but not anymore. And as much as he won’t admit- -that scared the shit out of him. ~ He held his fork in his hand, an unsavory look in his eyes as he stared to the barely hot chicken they had gotten from the store.

He rechecked the map. Still moving, but he was no longer on the old textile road. Immediately, Dan’s voice crackled in his earpiece. “Update boss, the guy took a detour — he is along the industrial lane now, heading toward the Seabridge outskirts. I think he might be heading towards the beach.” “Alright, keep tracking him. I’m staying on this,” Alex responded.

“Really? You’re not mad?” “Why would I be mad?” I smiled, unbuckling the spare helmet and holding it out to him. “A ride it is. Hop on. I’ve got a good route planned.” We left the noise of the campus and the city behind, heading out toward the winding country roads. I took us through open farmland—long, quiet stretches of dark ground flanked by rolling green hills, old timber fences, and dense lines of pine trees. The morning air was crisp and cool, carrying the strong scent of wet grass and pine needles.

I ask. Me and Liam are total opposites. Mainly because he looks like someone from the Arctic race, blonde haired, blue eyes and pale skin, whereas I'm warm, brunet, with brown eyes. If I am to be honest I should be the one calling him Icy, not the other way around.

Her face is a bit mousey with smaller features and pink undertones but with a natural golden glow about her and beautiful hazel eyes. She got her looks from her father, who is a single dad to just her. She lost her mom when she was only 2 from a Rogue attack on the pack lands. Her mom had a position with the patrols, while dad worked in administration for the Alpha. Dad had really gone through a tough few years. They even had to move in with her grandmother and grandfather until dad got out of his deep depression. See, dad and mom were true fated mates, and that kind of bond is unbreakable. Riley hoped to find her fated mate as well but knew the chances were low unless she did some traveling

"Well then, let me spell it out for you. "You invited me to your dance competition that day, planning to have me kidnapped on the way. But things didn’t go as expected, so you and Yannis came up with a new plan. This time, you are the one being kidnapped. You wanted to demand my company's shares as ransom. "But you miscalculated one thing. During the video call that day, I noticed something strange—the kidnapper had a mole on his hand, just like Yannis did. It was even on the same finger, the same spot."

Walking and following the guide that the book gave me surely is convenient. I know this forest better than anyone else in the village as I have explores this forest of ours for the past 10 years. This trail that I am taking is familiar, I looked at the familiar tree next to me. I smiled, memories of me sleeping and hiding from my Grandpapa flashed in my mind. I continued to walk towards the northern part of the forest, which I know will lead me to a beach.

She had installed the most popular apps on the little storage till it eventually began to lag alittle but still able to carry ICQ— —a website that was like the modern day snapchat. And she was instantly tagged by someone close to her, she looked over her shoulders, clicking the text message to open to see a, hi. She narrowed her eyes at the screen before typing in the hardest keyboard she had touched. She hadn't touched much though but it was still hard to her. Ayeesh19@: hey. Something spiked her gut as if she wasn't supposed to reply to the message but she did. And when the door barged open, it startled her greatly. She flinched before turning around to her father. Or so she'd thought whos

Sicily and its alleys were printed in her mind like G****e maps. Finally the car came to a deserted area. No way could she make it to her secured place. Reaching a dead end Myra pulled the brake harshly and looked behind. Two cars stood there. Two more arrived from the other side also. The guard at the back seat asked to open the fire but Myra stood still and waited for some time. A blue dot appeared on the screen of the device kept in the car. She looked at the screen and smiled. Another blue dot appeared. After a few seconds the increasing number of blue dots was enough to bring a full smile on her face.