Stone Cold Novels & Stories

God knew what was waiting for me. “Enough chatter, it’s time to tell you Miss Holland that I won’t leave you alone!” that male voice intervened and every time I heard it sent shivers through my body. “I see, Mr Stone…” I approved by looking at him, but the bandages still bothered me. “So you do know me...” His voice got a tone lower. “Who doesn’t? Are you here because...” I had to acknowledge the actor’s notoriety but there was no guarantee that the man in front of me, whom I couldn’t see, was actually Dominic Stone.

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I was broken out of my trance as a line started to form in the middle of the wolf's face, splitting right down the middle and spreading throughout his entire body, branching off and creating more cracks and holes in the once solid concrete. I stumbled back in surprise, "Liza!" I shouted for the raven-haired Latino, my eyes not once leaving the statue that seemed to be crumbling away. My heart sang its nervousness as it waited for something. What? I had no idea. "I'm over here!" Liza shouted back from a few rows away, her body out of sight. "I'm coming." My breathing hitched in my throat as I viewed the chestnut brown fur that sprouted from the leg that had cement crumbling away from it.

“I can't do my shopping here, I have to do it in Dubai city.” I spoke to Demola. “my Diamond.” I spoke excitedly. “You mean, I’m not your gold? Why Diamond?” Demola asked in curiosity. “Well, I love diamond rings and diamond is a precious jewel and goes with your name. Diamond, I believe means, not comparable. It is a gemstone that sparkles. And you, my love, is my Diamond. Happy now?” he started humming: do re mi fa so la ti do; do ti fa so la mi re do. Shaking his head and enjoying his music. Then I knew he approved my calling him Diamond. When he was done singing, I was watching in amusement.

I tell her. She grabs my face to make me look at her. She has lost her mind. I can’t help her. She might be my cousin and best friend but I am not model material. “They canceled because Mr. Rockstar wants you to act as his girlfriend in Crazy’s new video.” She explains.

where everything was white and cold. The travellers couldn't see that white, the colour of fresh milk, too well. Because a very cold and sharp wind stirred a continuous snowstorm so they could barely stand and see five feet away. As for the cold ... even though Knudlac gave the kids those coats, they still felt the harsh cold. Surely, they’d be frozen instantly if they didn't wear those coats and boots. As for the stone elves, they were dressed the same way all the time. In the rain or wind, in scorching sun or blizzard, the stone elves were clad in the same thin clothes, without shoes - how else could stone face all these different phenomena?

The cooler's energy source wasn't electricity, but rather a special stone called the Frozen Snow Stone that came from the mountains of North Sigrotia Iuna. Frozen Snow Stone was white like snow but hard and solid like an ordinary rock. The most interesting thing was that this stone could emit cold air continuously until its energy ran out. This stone was used as an inner layer in the cooler, so this box could cool the food, so it didn't go rotten quickly. When its energy runs out, just call a blacksmith, and he would line the cooler with a new Frozen Snow Stone. "Mom, are you done? I'm so hungry," Cedric whined.

Even money. Leaving him...Cold.

“Purewater! Come now, don’t you want to sell me purewater, I want everything.” He said to her and she frowned before she walked slowly to his store, business was slow that day and she had not even sold much since morning and the cold sachet water was no longer cold. “It is not cold ooo.” She said to him.

Even from my seat I could feel the faint warmth rolling off it. “It’s firestone,” Thorin said, suddenly shy for the first time all day. “From our mountain. It stays warm, always. And it glows a little, when it gets dark.” He paused, then finished quietly, “So you won’t ever be afraid of the dark.” My heart performed a maneuver I chose not to examine. Across the table, Ciera was carefully studying her plate with the smile of a mother who had absolutely helped pick the stone but would deny it under oath.