COLD AS ICE - A Serval x Cocolia fanfiction

COLD AS ICE - A Serval x Cocolia fanfiction

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Rise Of The Guardians
Belobog is freezing, but somehow, Serval Landau's grudge burns hotter than ever. She and Cocolia weren't just friends-they were everything. Then Cocolia became Supreme Guardian, Serval left the Architects, and everything went to hell in a Frostbite Overclocked handbasket. Now, Serval fixes heaters and cracks jokes while pretending she doesn't care, and Cocolia drowns herself in work, pretending she doesn't remember. But forgetting is hard when the past keeps showing up in the form of sharp words, lingering stares, and the kind of tension that could melt the Eternal Freeze. Enter Lady Bonajade-a refined, enigmatic woman with a silver tongue and a suspiciously keen interest in Belobog... and in Serval. She's charming, unreadable, and definitely hiding something. But hey, Serval could use a distraction. What's the worst that could happen? (Answer: A lot.) Between guilt-ridden glances, misplaced touches, and one very persistent IPC representative, the lines between duty, resentment, and something painfully close to love start to blur. Cocolia swears she doesn't care anymore. Serval swears she's over it. Neither of them is a good liar.
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Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

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