Warm Bodies Novel Novels & Stories

She was angry because she was confused, but what made her confused? Like something is going wrong, something shouldn't have happened, but what? Barbara took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the air enter her body. However, when she exhaled, it was the cold steam that escaped. Barbara is like being in two temperatures at once. People probably thought she looked like someone… cold, literally, without the slightest hint of warmth. However, they were wrong. Barbara could feel how cold her body was, but she also felt the warmth inside her, flowing with her blood and life.

“A part remained to bury the bodies; the rest are with me.” At this moment Sir Novoveski raised his head, and great astonishment was reflected on his face. “In God's name, what do I see?” cried he. Then he rose, went straight to Mellehov, and said, “Ardun! And what art thou doing here, ruffian?”

I answered, my voice uncertain, warm, my smile weak, my body close, his warmth, my fire, alive. We went on, 11:00 a.m., trail bending, group closer, Sophie's voice in front of me, my sneakers crunching, my tank flying, my leggings snug, my body tingling, José's stories, his laugh, his warmth, pulling, my heart racing, my desire increasing, slow, steady, Victor's fire, my guilt, my discomfort, the figure, burning, unsteady. The trail widened, quad nearing, 11:45 a.m., sun high, my body weary, alive, José's eyes, steady, warm, my pulse racing, my truth, alive.

On New Year’s Eve, Kian Newman never came home. Instead, he had someone deliver a container of frozen ravioli and sent me a single message: "Stay safe this year." I had barely locked the screen when a photo popped up in the company group chat. Isabel Wilkinson, Kian's assistant, had posted it. It was a lavish holiday dinner spread across the table, every dish clearly homemade. The caption read: "Someone spent all day cooking so I could have a taste of home. Love you."

My whole body warmed up, parts of me that had died coming back to life. Vex walked out of the closet and closed the door. The lights were turned off. The covers were pulled back and the bed dipped. I closed my eyes shut and all I could see in my head was Brum. Vex wrapped his large and muscled arm around my waist. He tugged me to him in one move and it nearly had me purr. My body was nestled into his large chest with Brum’s scent just embracing me and my body melted so fast.

We lay there side-by-side like a pair of corpses awaiting identification, Lochlan’s body so rigid I wondered if he’d somehow started rigor mortis early. The cold, however, was a democratising force. It seeped up from the stone floor and down from the frigid air, bypassing the pathetic barrier of the blanket and attacking my bones directly. My body began to shiver violently. The six-inch gap felt like a yawning chasm of stupidity. My flesh, wiser than my brain, understood that the only source of real heat in the room was currently lying next to me like a plank of offended wood. Sod this.

Mom left nodding at us. Immediately Nikki’s mobile started ringing and she lifted it going outside the room. I looked at Arthi to see she is totally used to this. “So what about her other grand parents?” I asked her. “First thing is that they are poor and weak. And now that their daughter is dead they went to their village.” She replied. “How is he?” I asked her looking at the baby. “He is the same as usual blank. But the weird thing is he didn’t lift the baby in his arms this whole week.” She replied frowning.

Selene Warmth was the first to wake me. It wasn’t pain, screaming, metal doors slamming, or cruel laughter echoing down a gray hallway. It was simply warmth. For one disorienting second I laid beneath that warmth, too dazed to understand why it felt wrong. My body was heavy and every limb ached as though I had been stitched together from bruises, but the bed beneath me was soft, softer than anything I had touched in months. The blanket smelled clean, and the air was warm.

“The only way to stay warm enough is body heat. Skin to skin. No clothes. It’s not optional if we want to make it through the night.” Lila’s hazel eyes widened, but another violent shiver ran through her small frame. She nodded slowly, too cold to argue. “Okay… just for warmth.” Kai pulled the blankets around them both, creating a tight, insulated cocoon on the large couch. He removed his thick sweater first, revealing his powerfully built chest, defined abs, and the deep V-lines disappearing into his sweatpants. His body radiated heat like a furnace. Lila hesitated, then pulled off her own sweater and thermal shirt underneath. Her full, soft breasts spilled free, nipples already painfully h

"Move over." "W-what?" I stammered, but he was already climbing onto the mattress, pulling the blanket and his jacket over both of us. "Body heat, it's the fastest way to warm you up," Damon explained, his arms wrapping around me and pulling me against his chest. "Just until the shivering stops." I should have protested, I should have remembered that this was my ex-mate who'd chosen someone else, that we had no business being this close, but his warmth was immediate and overwhelming, seeping into my frozen muscles.