Zero Chill Book Novels & Stories

The air in the room, which had been thick with a heavy, unspoken sorrow, suddenly crystallized into a jagged, lethal frost. Chloe Bishop felt the temperature plummet even before she turned her head. Chloe had been desperate for a distraction. Sitting in the oppressive silence of the VIP ward, unable to scroll through her phone and with nothing to say to the man she once loved, she felt like a complete fool. When Liam Martin agreed to the water, she felt a momentary surge of relief.

Chilli POV My surroundings fall away as all my attention is on her! All I can think of is her, dead at my paws lying in a pool of blood. My body is numb, I am yet to feel the devastation of losing lil.... my ange... her. I know I can not let those thoughts and feelings in, not right now because if I did, I fear knowing deep down, it will break me, cripple me as I'd fall to pieces, so, for now, I close off all feelings and emotions regarding to ... it, and purely focus on killing the bitch cowering before me. With each step I get closer, the more I can smell her fear and panic as I ignore the nagging feeling in the back of my head that this could be a trap, that surely this evil woman would h

“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.

There are a lot of rumours surrounding the secrecy of their younger years but the most agreed upon was that it was for their own safety. Our story truly begins on the sixteenth birthday of the Le Minuit twin’s birthday. The book was without a doubt the strangest thing I had ever read. The first ten chapters had been written like a textbook, detailing facts and supposition, quoting references and other supporting materials. Then at chapter 11 it started to read like a novel, a bedtime story of two girls that were forced into a position of power before they were ready, only to discover that they wielded power even they did not fully comprehend.

The people here moved silently and carefully as if walking on eggshells. Whenever she's tried to strike up a conversation with one of the staffs that attended to her, only their silence replied her. When she asked about their boss especially, she could see them visibly stiffen, before ignoring her completely. Flipping a few pages of her diary, she pulled out the neatly folded paper inside. It was her death wish list. Only one item was ticked so far. Unconsciouy, memories of that night flashed in her head. The bar, the burn of the whiskey in her throat, the dim light and then….him.

Blood dripped onto the pages, and the book seemed to shudder, the pages flying open on their own. Her mom’s eyes locked onto the book, intense and focused. Chloe felt a sudden warmth spread across her back, the sting of her welts fading instantly. Before she could say anything, there was a knock at the door. Her mom snapped the book shut, tucked it into Chloe’s backpack, and opened the door like nothing had happened. French Quarter

When I woke up the next day, the temperature had already dropped to -4°F. I quickly turned on the heating equipment and took out my phone to check the surveillance on Charles' house, as the entire house grew warm and cozy. Because of their ice house and cooling machines, the temperature there was bound to be even lower. "It's so cold! Charles, take out the blankets!" Iris shivered, her teeth chattering. However, Charles was stubborn. "What are you afraid of? The temperature's going up soon!"

Chapter 28: The Coldest Winter ​POV: Chloe ​The silk of my dress felt like a straitjacket. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, watching the maid pin a family heirloom brooch—a cluster of diamonds that looked like frozen tears—to my collar.

“I bet she’ll start dressing you like a stripper from now on.” “Mind your business,” Chloe snapped at her. I flipped to the last page. Emergency Seduction Protocol Just kiss him Just stare at him Just exist… sexily I slowly closed the notebook. Silence filled the room. “…What does ‘exist sexily’ mean?” I asked. Chloe blinked. “…You know.” “I do not know.” She sighed. “You’ll figure it out.” Sky groaned. We absolutely will not. I stared down at the glitter-covered mess in my hands. This was completely insane. Reckless. Embarrassing. A total disaster waiting to happen.