Cold Brew

by Altherea

Summary:

The taste of seduction and passion wrapped in a horrifying past. Now that truly is delectable. The way two people can crumble and build together, it's either beautiful or dangerous. The way they can sync or divide themselves, it's enticing.

The way how the numbing cold can mingle into the embrace of scorching flames. Now that is mysteriously arousing.

How do you use the ashes to fuel a tarnished liaison?
How do you use the cold and numbing shards to calm a roaring ache?

 

 

Chapter 1: Prologue

Like January embers, that is how one can describe what it is when they see such a sight. It's unique, it's beautiful, but does it last? I guess both were born that way with a destiny already written or a life that fate herself could laugh at. Their sight itself was a visual disagreement, a uniqueness that both found to be displeasing rather than astonishing. To be an equal I think is what they are, they are opposites and have no attraction, yet fate herself ties the knot tighter when choosing her victims, oh, how unlucky they must have been to suffer and succumb to such a demise.