Ice: The Immortality Trinket

Ice: The Immortality Trinket

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"Cheers, mate," I thank the man in front of me as I receive a kebab in return. I begin walking off to find a spot to sit at in dear old London. Always rainin', always depressin' with you. I set my eyes on a seedy bench near a dark alley. Definitely not preferable, but I don't fancy standing about. I prop up my umbrella and take a seat. I bite into the juicy kebab in my hands and start pondering why Yvette would ever want me here. Maybe she needs my advice on something important. Maybe she needs to move her ugly wardrobe out from her bedroom into the bin. Or maybe... Nah, canny be that. I'm just haverin'. _____ Elizabeth MacMillan was always loyal to her longtime friend, Yvette Lacroix-Wilson. Even with the Scotswoman being the stricter, more reasonable yet more hotheaded of the two, Eliza nevertheless accompanied her optimistic friend to adventures across the world in search of forgotten artefacts. After their most recent journey a year ago which left Yvette gravely injured, Eliza wanted nothing to do with any of her other half's work life. She hoped that her friend shared the same thinking. However, Yvette called her one day and asked for Eliza to come visit her home. The minute she arrived, she wished she hadn't. _____ Leave a comment, share and vote if this story was up your alley! There are around 22k words up to my latest chapter "Unearthed", so hopefully that's sufficient for yous!
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The banging starts again but this time a lot louder. I can hear the girls screaming up stairs. I pick up my phone and dial 911. "Hello this is 911 what's your emergency?" "There are a bunch of wolves outside my house. I think they have rabies or something I'm not sure." The banging gets louder and I can feel my face getting wet from the tears. "Mamm did you say wolves are there?" "Yes Yes there are wolves about 10 of them out here in my front yard. I need help!" I hang up the phone and sit on the end of the stair case. I close my eyes and start praying. Something I haven't done in a while. "I have faith, there is a god. I have faith, there is a god, I have faith, there is a god." I repeat over and over. The glass breaks and I start screaming. I stand up and try to scramble up the stairs. The door comes falling down and there are about 10 wolves standing in front of my door. A woman emerges and walks toward me. She snaps her fingers and the pretty brown wolf is in front of me. Right there by my face. "Ridanna you know what to do." Her teeth is wrapped around my neck and she sinks them in. I try to scream but it's hard to. At first it hurts but now the pain no longer exists. I feel like there is no such thing as pain and I feel light as if I can float off the Earth. Fine as hell white boy with a pro-black activist fall for each other. Cherise Miss Activist doesn't want to date Zaire the fine as hell white boy not for his race but for his secrets. What if he had a past he didn't tell you about and the only way you found out is because the past came to kill you? And I'm not talking werewolves and vampires. Cherise would only wish for problems for they would be so simple compared to hers and Zaire's. If any woman found out Zaire's secrets they'd take off running to the nearest police station or they end up in a body bag in the end. Depends....which will come first?

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