Stone Cold Novels & Stories

With a crash, a fist-sized, pitch-black stone was sucked into Caspian's palm. This stone looked extremely inconspicuous. It was nothing different from what could be seen all the time. But at this moment, Caspian put a little strength in his palm. A scorching heat suddenly burned the stone red and almost transparent. The next moment, Caspian's palm became as cold as ice. The stone immediately began to cool down. If it were an ordinary stone, it would have been broken by now.

No pain can be more unbearable than knowing he isn't mourning for me. Selfish Sienna. Cold Stone.

I hate it when people gave me that pitiful look. To my greatest surprise,I looked back at him and I realized he was the boss of one of the deadliest mafia gangs in Italy. The Silicon's so as they call themselves. Infact,he was the most feared and scary of them all. He pities no one and kills anyone who crosses path with him. He is Antonio Lorenzo. Antonio is standing right before me,staring right into my soul and I'm here lying like a vegetable on the bed. "What do you want from me boss? I haven't done anything to you. I haven't crossed your path boss." I begged even before death came knocking on my door.

"Because I wanna fuck you, May," Stone confessed, drawing a startled cry from May's lips. "I want to make you completely mine and mark you with my cum. I want to bury myself deep and claim every inch of your skin as my own. This desire feels so strong, that I can't trust myself to be near you. I don't want to hurt you, so please, my snow, go back inside and leave me alone for a few moments to calm myself. I will be out when I am ready."

“Shoot, what’s going on. You’re not smiling or your usual cheery self.” “Here’s the thing, I have to go to Aspen.” “Hey, lucky you. I wish my boss would send me to Aspen, I mean all those hot ski guys, lots of drink, parties every night. What’s wrong with that?” “Alex Stone is what’s wrong with it.” I say bluntly, feeling like a shitty, grumpy bestie. “THE Alex Stone, you mean as in ice hockey’s golden super star boy?” Her eyebrows are now rising rapidly to her hairline. I groan.

The smell of rotten dead bodies, blood and sweat filled the room, the big guy chained to the chair had his head hanging down low, he opened his eyes at the sound of approaching footsteps, seeing the man in front if him, standing in a casual T shirt and jeans, he immediately threw himself down, causing the chair to make a loud thud and bending with him. "Please." His voice came out smaller than a whisper "You should thank God, you're gonna die today, a lifetime of suffering would've been fun though." He looked up, "Please, no, please, I will do whatever you want me to, please-" "Shut up, I can smell your stinky breath even from here, you're more than stupid for someone so big and strong, none

Only then did Alain seem to relax. He looked at the rock in Eden’s hand and said, “This is called a Styx Rock. An old man gave it to me a few years ago after I saved his life. He told me that this rock is extremely cold and can be used to store things that rot easily when placed in complete darkness.” Eden’s hand was a bit cold, so he took it and placed it in his pocket. “I didn’t know when you’d wake up, so I put it in Horace’s ice coffin.”

"Oh? Which company?" "Gold Stone." Jordan suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Mr. Cohen, you’re truly not an ordinary person. You’ve taken down one of the top advertising companies in the city. I know about the company and even had a small cooperation with them before. Now that Gold Stone’s yours, we must continue to cooperate! No...we must have a full partnership! Mr. Cohen, let me make a statement first. In the future, if our corporation has any business that Gold Stone can do, we promise not to look for another company!”

“Chase, let’s just watch Enzo get his stone cut, please? It’s fine even if there’s nothing in there. We’ll just have fun with it.” “Alright, I’ll leave right after that!” Chase stayed back because of Enola. “Great. Come on. Let’s go here.” Enola dragged Chase to a stone-cutting shop called Bolden’s Shop. There was a long line, but they made way when Enzo announced loudly that he had an icy gem stone in his hands. “Is that true? It’s been years since we’ve seen an icy gem stone here.” “I thought that it’s almost extinct. How could get his hands on one?”