Stone Cold Novels & Stories

I tried to hide all my money then I heard someone stamping on the door trying to open it forcefully. "Who was here?, show your face or we will start shooting " said by the robbers "It's me!, I am here" I replied with tears A torch light was pointed at us where we are hidden, I feel uncomfortable and undecent. I was half naked, wearing my nightgown. Which was made with net and soft materials. "Where are your money" asked by the robber's, "here" I replied.

Thomas said shrugging and motioned for her to relax while they listened to the conversation. “Are you really saying that you have found the missing Moon Stone. Like the real Luna Stone!” Melissa asked after recovering from her shock. “Yes, surprisingly I believe the stone found me. I heard there will be a big auction at the underground black market and my source told me that the stone would be up for sale. You do know how important the stone is to the whole werewolf race.” Amanda said proudly as she sipped her wine for effect before dropping it down and looking at them.

His tone softened unusually, "If you say yes, I let you cum, if you remain silent...I dont" Undoing the tuck of her towel he let it slide down, watching her nakedness. She felt the coldness on her hot skin. As much as her hands instinctively went to cover her bosoms she dared to stay still, practicing her boldness. "Remember No lies. If you lie, I'd know"

Declan managed to get out before practically ripping my front door off the hinges and going outside. "He really hates him, doesn't he?" I asked Talia, who had an annoyed look on her face. "He does. He also is drawn to you when you say his name." Talia informed me. "Talia, I still have questions. What is a Saol Gra?" I asked her. Her eyes went wide, and she blushed. "It basically means soulmates. A Saol Gra is a life-long love. For fae people, it is eternal. When someone finds or delcares their Saol Gra, they are together until the other ceases to exist. Where did you hear about that, anyways?"Talia asked me. "It is one of the things I do actually rememer from my weird dream." I explained. "W

Dominic lowered his voice to me: "After that charity gala incident with Cassandra Mitchell and last week's Moontech Conference, the Stone family in the Northern Territory has already accumulated considerable connections; rumor has it they have secured several projects with major packs in just these few days." I lowered my gaze and murmured, "Mm".

Nick quizzed as Zara swallowed the Stone in her after rubbing it to size it down to a pebble small size. “The mighty yellow stone can break the effect of any spell and maybe let you all to retain your powers with you in the Council’s Den. I won’t be surprised if the stone itself finishes the Rhygher all by itself,” Kai replied. “That is very cool,” Rob marvelled and Kai grinned. “Yes, it is cool,” Kai agreed with a chuckle. “So now you all should better get going. The Rhygher deserves to be punished hard at the earliest. I hope you all succeed,” he wished and smiled before exiting out.

** **Location: Conference Room 4B** No pleasantries. No context. Just a cold command. *4B.* The nickname whispered in hushed tones flashed in his mind: *The Silent Box.* No windows, only soundproofed walls and that infamous one-way mirrored glass turning occupants into specimens. A room for executions, not discussions. His gaze scanned the header again. No CC. No Elias Voss. Just him. Alone.

Even from this distance, I could feel the chill emanating from those ancient stones, a stark reminder of the harsh world I was entering. The Ice Wolves were legendary among our kind, known for their fierce independence and mastery over the cold. Unlike other packs, they were said to draw their power directly from the frozen landscape they called home. Rumors spoke of their ability to blend seamlessly with the snow, to summon blizzards with a howl, and to traverse glaciers that would spell death for any other wolf.

The clink of ice in crystal glasses was the only sound until the door opened. Mr. Sterling entered first, silver hair, perfect suit, the kind of man who’d learned to keep his face unreadable even when sharks circled. Mr. Choi followed, slimmer, sharper, his gaze assessing from the second he stepped inside both men carried themselves with the kind of authority that came from decades of money moving at their command. Two shareholders, two votes not nearly enough but a start. “Gentlemen,” I greeted, rising slightly before retaking my seat. Sterling gave me a courteous nod, Choi a slight incline of his head. They sat, not touching the drinks already waiting for them.

The earth was ripped open in a jagged line, raw and steaming. “What is all of this?” I whispered under my breath. “Thunderstone,” my voice whispered back in disbelief. My eyes widened. I had only heard of it in theory. A rare, volatile stone infused with dormant lightning, found in deep underground veins. Nearly impossible to control, yet Ronan had.