"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

𝘄𝗶𝗿𝗱 𝘂𝗲𝗯𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗴 𝗵𝗮𝘁, 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡. "fuck, pack die scheiss waffe runter." "ich baller dir das hirn raus." "im bett." "im be-" "im bett." start : 20 märz 2018 beendet : - #5 - 13.05.2018 [ jugendliteratur ] triggerwarning ©mischkonsumiert kopier' bitte nicht, auf ehrenbruderbasis. cover by ©lanacharlott

ich habe es geschafft, ich stehe auf festem boden und jetzt weiß ich es wieder, was es bedeutet zu leben. © 𝚊𝚋𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚐 𝟤𝟢𝟣𝟪