Amare Frost Age Novels & Stories

Alpha Ajax growled at her. She let out a sigh. "Frost isn't technically a minor." She said. "He was born in 10, his father was a Dragon, an old friends mate." "10? Like 1910?" I asked her. She shook her head. "As in 10 CE." "His mother wasn't alive then." "She wasn't his real mother." She said, as she got to her feet. "Frost go wait outside." He listened to her with a nod. "Who is his real mother?" Channing asked her.

The wind howled through the narrow, snow-choked streets of Snowridge, as if warning anyone who dared to venture out into the deadly storm. Asha Frostheart, her face partially hidden beneath a fur-lined cloak, moved swiftly through the thick snowfall, her white wolf companion, Ghost, at her side. The blizzard's icy bite pierced through her layers of clothing, but her focus remained unbroken.

“You didn’t say anything about bringing Young Master Snow, so how would I know? I’ve never seen him before.” Harley whispered, “Besides, he’s really handsome. He’s like a hunk. I remember you said that Young Master Snow was an old man in his thirties…” “Uh… Isn’t someone in their thirties old? I’m only in my twenties.” Freya said brazenly. “He only looks younger than his age.”

“We have to thank him for taking care of our beloved daughter. Meet us with him, Amora!” Amora stammered. “I… I'm not sure he has the time. He's been very busy lately." Mrs. Petri nodded firmly. "Does not matter. We will wait. Oh, what's his name? We should at least know the name of our daughter's savior." “Liam Frost,” said Amora. "That's his name." Mrs. and Mr. Petri looked at each other, frowning. “Liam Frost?” Amora nodded. "Yes. He is a very good man.”

She always does that which I find cute. "Hey you.. how are you.." She pulled away, "good and you..." "Good.. umh so this is my friend Olivia.... dude, this is Amora.." They shook hands and my friend looked at me, "she's very beautiful and young.." then she turned to Amora, "how old are you? 19?" Oh God this girl was going to be the death of me. Amora laughed shyly and shook her head, "I'm.. I'm.. 22.."

"She looks exactly like my sweet Amara..." ….……… FLASHBACK – 35 Years Ago "Donavan, wait for me, please!" Amara’s voice rang out with a laugh as she chased after him, her long hair flowing behind her. "Catch me if you can!" A young Creed....just sixteen then called back over his shoulder, grinning wildly as he ran through the open fields. Amara finally caught up, breathless, and smacked him playfully with the cloth she had snatched from the laundry line. "This is for leaving me behind!" she giggled, hitting him again.

I wanted it to be perfect, a reminder that even in this cold, contract-born union, there is warmth, and love. Noah’s sister, Elena, moves gracefully around the marble island, tying a shiny silver ribbon around a stack of carefully wrapped gifts. She’s been here since late afternoon, her presence a gentle buffer against the growing tension of the empty hours. Elena is one of the only two members of the Frost family who has ever truly seen me, not as the convenient wife from a modest background, but as Amara, the woman who tries so hard to make this fractured family feel whole.

I touch the red stain on his shirt. “I’m fine.” He grimaces. “Damn Adam and his games. This will stain.” Yes. Damn him and his games. I kissed another man because of that stupid kissing game. What should I say to Kristoff? He already looks pissed. “Is everything all right here?” A late-fifties woman in a tangerine beaded dress joins us. “Ah, you are America and Kristoff Stevens. Melissa and Phillis’ kids.” “Hi! Merry Christmas, Mrs. Jameson.” America puts on a fake smile she always displays to her fans. “Yes, we’re good. We’re just having a nonsense sibling discussion.”

In frost mansion Mrs frost is waiting for her son and his soulmates. She knows exactly what she want and exactly she knows how to get . She has decided to make her son life good without interfering too much in their relationship. That's why she agreed to this proposal of Aman. So they can understand each other . they don't behave like kids and give shot to this relationship. While she is thinking of all this then Aman arrives at the mansion. Aman arrived he didn't talk much just greeted his parents and told them to take care of Noah and Jack.