Shiver Novels & Stories

I pressed my palms flat against my sternum, closed my eyes, and whispered to myself, “Breathe. Pull it down.“ The first shiver was always the worst. It was the part where my sorcery met my flesh and scolded it for daring to stay warm. Mentally, I coaxed the chill up from my bones and let it bleed through skin, dulling every ache and every bright cut of feeling that wanted to dig me out from the inside. It was a poor imitation of relief, but it was mine. My wolf growled once again pushing through to my body to stay warm. I welcomed the small shifting in my bones. “You are punishing us.“

Like a hum, a leftover sound from a dream I hadn’t finished. I pushed the blanket away and sat up slowly. My legs didn’t want to move at first. They trembled beneath me, and I almost fell to the ground, but I caught myself, gripping the sheets, then I got to my feet. I took one slow step. Then another. I walked toward the small mirror near the armoire. Just to see myself. Just to make sure I was here. I froze. Behind my reflection, just for a tiny little moment, there was something else. It looked like me, but it wasn’t me. She...the sight of her sent chills down my spine. I saw a flicker. Her mouth moved, but no sound came out. Then she disappeared.

“Where you going sweetheart?” I kept walking to pass him, trying my best to ignore him when he grabbed my arm. “I’m talking to you don’t walk away from me.” I tried to pull my arm away. I shouted “let me go.” He started to shush me. “Sh sh sh, we don’t want to make any loud noises, why don’t you show me what you’re wearing under there.” With his free hand he undid the button to my cloak, dropping it into the mud. “Now, that’s what kind of fun I’m talking about.” He rushed his hand up my thigh before grabbing my vagina” I pushed myself away from him and smacked him as hard as I could.

Shivers wracked her body, the chill biting deep into her bones, making her teeth chatter and her skin sting. Finally, the water stopped. For a brief moment, there was silence, a deafening, suffocating quiet that pressed against her eardrums. She was slumped in a shallow pool that had formed around her, her limbs trembling violently, the cold leaving her muscles stiff and aching. She tried to lift her head, forcing her breath to even out, trying to calm the whirlwind of fear and disorientation. Her moment of fragile composure shattered the instant a sharp, stinging slap cracked against her cheek. Pain flared across her face, fiery and sudden, snapping her head

"Lie all you want, but she'll see. They'll all see soon enough. You cannot hide the moon when it chooses to shine." A violent shiver wracked through me at her words, my body jerking like I'd been struck by lightning, an involuntary spasm that rippled through every muscle simultaneously. The movement was too sudden, too obviously not from cold given the warmth still radiating from the hearth, and Mira's trained eye caught it immediately, her expression shifting from mere concern into something closer to alarm.

Ewwww. A violent tremor ran through me, a bone-deep shiver that was part cold, part terror. My body was a coiled spring of tension, every muscle locked tight, my jaw clenched so hard it ached. Yet, through the shaking and the rigid stillness, a strange sense of shock had taken hold, a numb disconnect from the horror unfolding before me. I was a living paradox—quaking with fear, frozen in tension, and distant in a fog of disbelief as his tongue danced around my face.

The wind rushed in through the hole stretched open by the vibrator. Shiver—. Shiver—. My shoulders trembled violently, jerking sporadically. The man held the remote for the pink vibrator and looked at me. I frantically shook my head. If both vibrators started vibrating at once, I felt like I’d realize something I could never take back. The man watched me shake my head and leisurely turned up the switch. The vibrator inside me began to move. The pink vibrator collided with the black one, shaking.

I gasp, moaning, pressing back, shivering, trembling, desperate, lost, dripping, shivering violently, undone. I shiver violently, groaning, grinding, curling fingers, dragging, rolling, pressing, chasing the fire in my core, shivering violently, desperate, moaning, trembling, lost. I cry out, high and ragged, nails digging into the mattress, body trembling, writhing, desperate, lost, soaked, completely undone.

The glitchy sensation jolts up my arm, but then, for one impossible second, the tips of my fingers meet the faintest resistance, like touching the surface of water before it breaks. His breath catches sharply. The room shifts. The lights flicker overhead, the floor under us rippling like data streams rewriting themselves. A soft vibration hums through the air. Not mechanical. Not physical. Something deeper. Something alive in the code beneath everything. My body pulses, light surging under my skin in gentle waves. My chest glows faintly, like my heart is trying to anchor itself. I pull back from the kiss slowly, breath shaky, and when I open my eyes, the entire office is shimmering faintly a

Adrian’s gaze flicked to Charlie—silver, shimmering, pressed against Rivener’s chest. “She doesn’t look frightened to me.” Charlie screeched the chime-noise again. (TRANSLATION: STOP DISCUSSING MY EMOTIONS LIKE I’M A MAGICAL PETTING ZOO.) The forest answered with a low, thrumming vibration. Leaves trembled. Wind shifted. Something unseen stirred. Adrian’s eyes snapped to the treeline. “You feel that?” Rivener nodded. “She triggered another surge—something’s coming.” Adrian’s hand moved to his side, where claws were already beginning to break through skin.