Adventure Time Ice King Voice Novels & Stories

I do sit, chin still in the air. “Would the current king care for some water? or maybe ice cream? Something to cool off.” “Current king? This jester–” He kissed me. In the middle of the arcade. My words get stuck in my throat. When he pulls away, up is down, down is up, and I’m certain my name is Thumbelina and I’m from the planet Yuke. “You’re so fucking hot when you get fired up.” he mutters, eyes watching me like I was the most musing thing he ever set his eyes on.

I dart in front of him, walking backward through the crowd, trying to catch his eye. “Is that a crack in the ice? I think the Ice King is melting. Come on, Zli. What do I get if I make you laugh after that shitshow?” Zli rolls his eyes, but his pace slows. “First I’m a ledger, now I’m an Ice King? Your metaphors are getting lazy, Ron.” “I think it’s fitting. You’re cold, you’re untouchable, and you’re currently ruling over a very small kingdom of one.”

The heavy iron doors groaned as they were pushed open, not by a hand, but by a localized blizzard. A man walked in, his armor made of translucent, blue ice that never melted. He was tall, his skin the color of a winter sky, and his eyes were two frozen sapphires that held no warmth. He didn't bow to Killian. He didn't even acknowledge the warriors who stood with their hands on their blades. "Alpha Killian Blackwood," the man said, his voice sounding like ice cracking on a lake. "I am Haden, the First Claw of the Frostbite Kingdom. My King, Ragnar the Eternal, sends his... curiosity."

The person was whispering, but I could hear that they were talking to someone. I checked the time and it was two in the morning. I lay still and listened. I couldn't make out full sentences because the tone was low, but I could hear pieces of what he was saying. Then, two words came through clearly enough to reach me. "The girl." He paused. "Not yet." Then the voice dropped back below the threshold, and I couldn't catch anything else. I sat up in the dark and looked at the door. The person then stopped talking and walked away from the corridor.

His back hit the wall with a loud thud, and he just stayed there, staring at the floor. I frowned. “What the hell is wrong with you?” My voice came out softer than I wanted. I quickly hardened it. “Get out of my rink.” His shoulders started to shake, and I flinched when I saw a tear slipped down his cheek. He was crying. The untouchable Ice King was standing in my locker room, breaking apart right in front of me. What the fuck was I supposed to do with that? The burning anger in my chest twisted into confusion. My brain screamed at me to walk away, but my feet stayed rooted to the floor. I didn’t want to deal with his shit, but seeing him so vulnerable like this, twisted something ugly insid

“That is how I became the Ice King.” Silence filled the room. A long, suffocating silence. Then the King scoffed. “An impossible story.” “I agree,” I said calmly. “But it’s the truth. Whether you believe me or not doesn’t change the reality of it.” Ella’s fingers twitched at her side, but she still didn’t speak. I wondered if she even knew what to say. Elizabeth, however, did. “You’re telling me,” she said slowly, as if struggling to form the words, “that all this time, the Ice King—the man my father and I considered one of our greatest threats—was you?”

King Asnus called hesitantly, "there's something you need to know." "What, pray tell?" "The raiders, they had sharp claws and teeth. Their eyes also glowed a weird green. Thru seemed strange but they were humans, I'm not sure if…" he trailed off. Sebastian's eyes narrowed. Definitely not vampires. Green eyes… vampires were red. "I'll take care of it. Do as I have commanded." King Asnus bowed, "yes, my lord." Sebastian turned and went down the roof. "Are you leaving?" Aurora asked when she saw him walking out of the partially destroyed palace.

I was standing at the edge of the ice dressed in the outfit I was wearing the day I qualified for the world championships. “Go honey.” My grandmother mouthed as soon as I caught sight of her. My mind still reeling, I got onto the ice, and the music for the routine for that day started to play. Had I dreamed everything that had happened the past year and a half?! I slipped and nearly fell, and I knew that was going to cost me in the end. I pushed all the thoughts I was having to the back of my mind, and completed my routine. As I skated off the ice, I thought about everything that had happened. Did it really happen? Were werewolves really real? I shook my head as I left the changing room to f

Elowen "Wait, back the actual fuck up," Ivy said, her eyes nearly popping out of her skull as she slammed a fresh stack of cardboard pizza boxes down onto the stainless steel prep table. "Are you seriously telling me you didn't know? Like, at all? You’ve been attending this university for a whole week and you had absolutely no clue that Zephyr is the literal Ice King of Belmont University?" I blinked, holding a plastic squirt bottle of marinara sauce suspended in mid-air above a raw dough circle. "The Ice King? Ivy, what the hell are you even talking about? He’s just... a guy. An arrogant, infuriating jerk who happens to have a permanently sour attitude."

Everyone froze at first when they saw the once black wolf turned into black icy fur with black icy eyes, his paws were iced and as he growled , he released ice when growling , that's what made everyone to back off from him . Goddess, I have never seen something like this !! The ice king murmured looking at him . " He is a hybrid !! " he is a hybrid !! He is a hybrid .... King stefan shouted as he looked at him with bewilderment. Stand back !! " he ordered and moved infront of him . " Stefan !! Queen angela called him terrified , he will hurt you !! " he won't!!" King stefan murmured back .