Adventure Time Ice King Voice Novels & Stories

"The rink closed four hours ago, Volkov. Is breaking university policy a habit of yours, or do you just think the rules don't apply to royalty?" She skated to a sharp halt, spraying a fine mist of ice against the boards. She didn't look startled. She just pushed her damp hair out of her face, her chest heaving as she glared up at me. "I didn't think anyone would mind me getting the ice time you denied me today, Coach."

he said softly and I eyed him aghast. “I don't believe that I'm ready to lead a group of exiled wolves,” I muttered and he shrugged before spreading his arms and edging me on. Swinging my dagger at him I was surprised when my footing slipped and I fell to my ass on a sheet of ice. Furrowing my brow I glared at the surrounding area but it was clear. “Your king is an ass,” I growled as I spread my hand over the ice and melted it with my flames. “Malrik has a sense of humor that gets lost on many,” he replied.

The promise of a future, messy, terrifying, possibly violent, cracked the ice around my ribs. “Will you at least tell me who this hunter is?” I asked, trying to sound casual. I failed. My voice wavered. He laughed, low and pleased, like a man who had just won a private duel. "Who else could it be but my beautiful Ice Queen. Mine." He took me in his arms then, leaned down, capturing my mouth in a kiss. Soft at first, then deeper. Hungry. Dangerous. My body responded with want and need. My ice thawed.

I was just an intern with a marker and a stupid, hopeful heart. Stumbling on the blue line, my boots were slipping but I was chuckling because now, the crowd would know we were beyond just intern and captain. "Jax!” I called blushing, I didn't turn to look at the crowd who were dying to be on the ice. The security personnels were already keeping them off zone. Jax turned, I forgot I had lungs. How he had grown from attractive to being gorgeous. There was sweat on him, blood on his lips...my poor baby, playing with that Viking Rhys really brings bruise.

His attack cut through the layers of ice, hacking away at the Ice King viciously. Not one to be shown up, the Ice King suddenly got onto his feet and tried to grab for his staff. Once more, another wall of ice was built around him, before quickly morphing into a snake. It opened its icy maw, ready to intercept Zephyr’s attack. Alas, it was for naught as Zephyr’s slash had cut the icy conjure into pieces, before finding its way onto the Ice King.

JAXSON "Smile, Feya. People are taking photos," I murmured, keeping my voice low as we stepped out into the freezing air of the quad. "Smiling without a genuine emotional trigger creates an unnatural facial contortion," Feya said flatly, her eyes locked on the stone steps. "Observers will recognize the disingenuous nature of the expression." God, this woman. "They don't want genuine, Ghost," I said, slinging my arm over her shoulder and pulling her against my side. "They want to see that the Ice King hasn't lost his mind over a bad game, and that his genius girlfriend isn't dumping him."

This main is missing a screw or two. Adrian rolls up his sleeves while easily dodging the attacks. Without hesitation, Connor sprints behind the enemy as Adrian clicks his finger, freezing the adversary. Once Connor is ready to strike, Adrian waves his hand, the ice crumbles down, and Connor pierces the beast's heart. Jacob disfigured being drops lifeless, igniting into purple flames, just like the one back home. -"Everyone, inside now!" Adrian orders. The crowd rushes inside the castle, Adrian pulling me along with his grip steady on my wrist.

A slow, proud smirk spread across his face—the first real smile I’d seen in days. "I guess the Ice King needs to start looking for a new job," he joked, his voice thick with relief. "Because it looks like the Queen has everything under control."

The Ice King. He looked exactly like the nickname sounded. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the kind of way that irritated me on principle.Then his eyes landed on me.His mouth twitched immediately. “You look terrified.” “I am terrified.” “That’s probably the smartest thing you’ve said since we met.” I glared at him. “I hope your skate blade snaps.” “Careful, sweetheart,” he said lightly as cameras flashed around us. “People are watching our love story.” “I hate you.”

Then he continued to pull her collar from behind, pull it back and clip it to his armpit. His face cocked in defiance of the prince before him. Lily guessed that he wasn't average either, certainly no lower in status than Elias. "Prince, what do you want?" "This question should be asked by the prince. " Lily rolled her eyes at him, not expecting this cold face to be a prince. So? isn't Elias to save her. Lily bit his arm hard. He immediately let go of his hand. "I didn't expect you to have such sharp teeth. You shouldn't be named Lily, but rather a dog's name. "