Taming The Ice: #13 Beckett Storm の小説・ストーリー

Her voice came soft, layered—Elise heard her voice, but another beneath it, whispering in a language that rattled her bones. “You are home,” she said. “The gate has chosen.” Elise shook. “This isn’t you.” Becky’s hand lifted, slow. She traced the runes along her neck. “It is now. I carry the storm.” Saelin drew her blade. “Stay back.” Becky-thing closed her eyes and raised both hands. The violet motes whirled faster, weaving cords of light that lifted dust and stone. “Stay back,” Elise echoed. But her voice shook.

“I can’t see my future, and I hate it! I hate that I don’t know when my life will finally turn around! But then there’s you… You’re a God-given ticket out of this, and I’m not letting you up! Don’t you know that this stinkin’ city isn’t at all lacking schmucks like me, who are neither better nor worse off? How else am I gonna stand above the rest of this oversized crowd, huh?!” Desolation began to tinge Tanya’s face. “You… You never liked me, did you? You didn’t take me out on a date because you liked me. And you’re not gonna apologize to Tiffany, too, are you?” Beckett’s answer was immediate and unwavering. “Hell no! Oh, I know how you feel about me, but the woman I’m looking for is not a n

I think it’s a name Kayla mentioned. “Yes, Beta.” Everyone says in unison except Tamila who is sneering at me. I look over and see how stern Beckett looks. It’s not his usual worried expression. I see confidence and the demeanor of a leader. Whatever training he’s been doing, it’s working. “You want a shot at her?” He cocks his head toward me, not breaking eye contact with Tamila. “She hasn’t shifted.” She shakes her head. “It’s against the rules.” “It was a yes or no question. Are you afraid to fight her?” Beckett holds his ground. “We can find a spot for you in Facilities or maybe Landscaping.”

Rick fixed his jacket’s collar and walked charmingly towards the dance floor, straight towards the target. Troy smirked and turned to look at the bartender. “One more vodka please. Make it strong.” “Sure boss.” The bartender looked at the owner of the club and quickly started to pour the transparent liquid in a tiny glass. “If may I ask you boss. What kind of girl do you want?”

Bast shrugged. “Be nice to that woman.” Tev called into the chamber as he strode by heading for the stairs. Why in the Hell would I do that? “Are you taking off?” Bast leaned up to call down to him. “Yes. I have to go work with my hounds.” “The Demon Dogs?” Bast muttered disgustedly. “They are no longer Demons. I have tamed them to my hand.” Tev called up from the bottom floor. “A dog is a dog. No less demonic, no matter how tame.” Bast called.

As Alpha, there is nothing I can do. I’m being tamed by omega.

***TYLER*** 🎶 You can keep putting off forever with that girl whose heart you hold Swearing that you'll ask someday further down the road You can always put a diamond on her hand 'Til you can't 🎶 I pulled the gear as I zoomed down the empty road at full speed. It was ten in the morning and I was chasing a lead on the Moon Tracker. I slowed down the car and glanced at the bottle on the seat next to me, grabbing it and opening it. I squeezed my face in irritation as the nauseating smell of the healing herb filled the car.

I frowned. "Calm down, you guys. Let's leave her be for now. Georgie, why don't you do it, huh, love?" she asked one of the girls close to us. Georgie mumbled some things as she stood up to do as asked. I smiled at Stella then went off to my room. I didn't even shower when I fell asleep. Yes, I was that tired. °~!!~°

Jumping off the table, I reach out for the flashlight I dropped, but before I have the chance to, Liam pulls me back behind him, his chest rumbling with a threatening growl. -"Whatever is down here with us is pure evil, Beatrice." Blizzard's voice resonates in my mind. Even though I am wereless, I am not spiritless. Blizzard is the Ice Phoenix I inherited from my mother and the reason why I am a walking ice-making machine. My mother was able to master his abilities with ease. I, on the other hand, struggle with each snowflake. -"Bea, I need you to lock yourself inside the fridge. How fast can you input the key code?" Liam asks, his hand keeping a tight grip on my wrist.

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.