Quotes On Cold Heart Novels & Stories

I turned around sharply to see that I've made a mess of the coffee, a small pool around my feet and more still spilling. What the heck am I making coffee? Panicked, I grabbed some wipes as David turned off the coffee maker. He took a step back to avoid getting any on the file he was holding. “You've been acting weird for days now, are you okay? I heard you caught a cold.” “Yeah…” I soaked in some of the coffee on the counter with a bunch of wipes and threw them into the bin. “I'm better now, was just lost in thought.” “Well, it's a good thing the water isn't hot. You might want to make a new one, cold coffee tastes bitter.”

“Fame that isn’t earned never stays long.” “And yet here I am.” Queeneth spread her hands slightly, unbothered. “Cheer captain. Student favourite. Every event, every game, every photo that goes up, I’m in it.” She smiled at Camila with something that looked almost like pity. “You had all of that. You threw it away picking fights you couldn’t win. You have only yourself to blame.” The colour in Camila’s face drained but she smiled. “I’ll have the last laugh. I promise you that.”

Only her lips curved in that faint, knowing smile that always made him feel like a child again. “You’ve grown too used to pretending you don’t feel, Colden. But your eyes… they’re not as cold as your words.” “I don’t feel,” he said evenly. “You taught me better than that.” “Good,” she replied, but her tone was soft, almost pitying. “Because feelings will ruin you. They ruined me once. Don’t let them do the same to you.” She rose from her seat and walked to the window, gazing out into the sprawling gardens below. “He’s still out there, living his perfect life. The world still calls him ‘The Great Frost.’ They don’t know what he really is. But they will. Soon.”

“Remind yourself of the love you have for your father. Once you acknowledge that your love for him still resides in your heart, even if he is no longer here, you will find him and your happiness again.” She jerked upright, glancing at him as if she had been stung by a bee. Confusion flickered in her eyes. “Where did you hear that? Is it a famous quote from a film?” “I don’t watch movies, sweetheart,” he replied with a smirk. “Why?” “Years ago, someone said this to me. I was dead drunk. By the next morning, his face had vanished from my memory, but his words remained etched in my heart. They truly helped me a lot!”

Ivy casually crosses her arms, chuckling sarcastically, her tone sharp. "I don't have a black heart that fears being seen through. My heart is entirely red with blood, unlike someone else, whose twisted mind delights in speaking ill of others. A mind lacking in thought speaks nonsense. The kind that stains even their own hearts with ugly colors. Not to mention eyes that can't see clearly and ears that can't listen properly. They only impose their backward, inferior thoughts onto others. Then they consider themselves right, all high and mighty. Disregarding everything, black and white, truth and falsehood."

she huffed as she paused her preparation to leave and I grinned. "So what have you thought up since you were already expecting this?" "What do you expect me to think of? I'm just living my life." "What about the children? Aren't you going to let me into their lives? I am still their father." "That's not what you were saying years ago," she retorted harshly. "And I'm sorry about that. I would stay away if I could because of the shame I feel but these are still my children." It was obvious my words were getting to her. Brian's words were coming to pass after all. All I had to do was to show interest in the children, which was easy as they were my actual goal, and her cold heart was already mel

So cold! Why is it so cold everywhere? A cold that pierces the heart... Is that hell not as hot as lava but as cold as ice? Is it dead? But it doesn't accept... Clause Chen, it still wants to live, still wants to find happiness... It does not serve! God is unfair, so unfair to it... Clause Struggling trying to get out of his darkness to find some light of hope, but all it had was the quiet night that surrounded him. Cold breaths and pitiful cries are scratching this sinful soul.

Herrick whispered and pecked David's head. « Accepting the decision of Moon Goddess, they cherished the mate bond and made a promise to make it through whatever future might hold » The End of 'My Cold Hearted Mate'

I stared at them and thought about the night that almost killed me. Turns out, some hearts are colder than metal.

It so weak to even try to cry again, and even battle the damn timbre that unique to a destroyer. One can felt the longing despite the pain, a cry only belong from a loving mother who lose her child. “We'll see each other...again.” * At the deepest of the sea comes the sword, silently filled the lake with boiling grace. It trying to defeat the cold that long been visit the place. The cold that slumbered and would never ever think of leaving. The cold can be consider cunning. It connected to everyone who live just fine. It height and spread as if to filled the world.