Im Cold Book Novels & Stories

“You can come out of hiding now.” I grab my book and flashlight, crawling on my hands and knees through the door. The cold from the ground chills me and my pants are wet from sitting on the muddy patch of grass inside the shelter. I know my face is red and puffy from the cold. I lost feeling in my nose and ears, hours ago. My fingers are so affected by the cold that they are stiff and swollen, letting me barely be able to bend them. It's a struggle just to hold on to my book.

There are a lot of accounts under this name and I created them but as long as you see that logo that's similar to my F******k page and then the pictures of Meeting Mr Ice and my new upcoming book that's the profile. I will be dropping an update there as to when MEETING MR ICE 2 will be out and also when other books will be out. However, before then, a new book will be coming out on the 1st of June, 2023. The title is THE MANIAC SON OF A MAFIA. Pls, stay tuned until then because I promise that you will love this book. It will be very interesting as it's a high school-based one with rows of comic yet meaningful moments.

Parang may maliit na bagay na nakaipit dito. Out of curiosity, agad ko ng kinuha ang librong 'yon mula sa shelf then dusted it off. "'Where the sun doesn't shine' by Marvens Jeff Bonhomme..?" I couldn't help but shook my head just reading the title at the cover page. This hardbounded black book was no doubt a novel, an old novel kaya ba't naman nandito ito? Was Mr. Romero also interested with this piece of crap? With disgust glare at that book, kinuha ko na lamang yong papel na nakaipit dito and then put that book back to the shelf.

Her books sold by the thousands: Fuck Me Until Dawn, where the protagonist was destroyed by a mafioso with a 23-centimeter cock; Fireman’s Dick — the irony of fate hitting hard now — and her most recent one, Emergency Orgasm, which had spent three straight weeks at the top of the charts. That hot Friday night, the apartment’s air conditioning was struggling against the humid heat of the city. Clara sat in the swivel chair of her improvised office, wearing nothing but a tiny black thong that was already completely soaked and an old, oversized rock band t-shirt that barely covered the lower curve of her round ass. Her heavy breasts swung freely under the thin fabric, dark hard nipples brushing

Sera cracked the panel open slowly, breath shallow. The room was colder than the rest of the penthouse. Not from temperature. From memory. The storage vault was no larger than a walk-in closet. Four narrow shelves. A desk. A chair. A typewriter Elise used for fake government profiles. The one she said she liked better because “paper doesn’t betray you.” Sera stepped inside. She scanned the shelves. And stopped. Each drawer was labeled with a name. Not aliases. Not targets. Versions. > “Sera: Age 7 – Never Speaks When Afraid”

“What’s inside?” Lira looked at her. “If I had to guess? The next version of you.” A wave of heat blasted upward as a platform slowly rose from the pit sleek, black, ice-lined. Cryo-sealed tanks lined its edge, each encased in reinforced alloy, frost still clinging to the glass. Figures floated inside. Unmoving. Perfect. They looked like her. Sera froze. One of them opened its eyes. And stared directly at her. Adrian raised his weapon. “Oh, hell no.”

Maybe the facade only looks small with the help of optical illusion. I didn't speak. I looked around and there were many books scattered there. There is also a cauldron over the fire inside the fireplace. Something was brewing and the ladle was spinning and mixing the liquid. I tried not to be amazed but even so, I was still amazed by everything I was seeing. "Sicario, is he the one you say is your grandson?" Merlin asked Grandpa. Grandpa smiled. He looks proud like I am some kind of a prized possession.

She squatted in front of the water and di-p her hand in it,,the water was so cold. She suddenly smiled when an idea stucked into her head,,she controlled the water with her mind and it turned to ice immediately,she grinned wi-dely but the smile was short lived when suddenly the ice broke and melted, ‘What’s going on?’ She thought and t©uçhed the water,it was almost boiling,,so h0t. She looked up and turned to Kingston but he didn’t move,,she turned back to the water and tried freezing it again but each time it happens,the water melt right away. She stood up feeling frustrated and walked to Kingston angrily

Dedicated to each and every beautiful soul that has put this book in their reading list, voted , commented and followed. I love you all ❤❤❤ Aprils pov "Maybe we should eat before the food gets cold." He says while stepping out of my embrace. I feel myself holding onto him not wanting to let go. "Can we stay like this? Just for a couple of minutes?" I ask because honestly speaking I'm tired of resisting the urges that come with the mate bond.

I get up from the armchair, glancing at Vlad. “I'm going to look for more books.” Vlad nods in agreement. I enter the section of contemporary erotic novels, coming across an endless aisle of books with every theme that could exist. I pick up one named: My Hot Neighbor from the Gym. And I focus on reading, being amazed by the depravity and loving every page I read. I see Vlad approaching and quickly grab a self-help book that was in the middle of the shelf, titled: Tomorrow Will Come Soon and put it underneath, disguising it.