Badass Ice Names Novels & Stories

He was extremely intimidating, it almost felt like I was staring at the devil himself. "My name is Lucas, your new Alpha" ***

She squatted in front of the water and di-p her hand in it,,the water was so cold. She suddenly smiled when an idea stucked into her head,,she controlled the water with her mind and it turned to ice immediately,she grinned wi-dely but the smile was short lived when suddenly the ice broke and melted, ‘What’s going on?’ She thought and t©uçhed the water,it was almost boiling,,so h0t. She looked up and turned to Kingston but he didn’t move,,she turned back to the water and tried freezing it again but each time it happens,the water melt right away. She stood up feeling frustrated and walked to Kingston angrily

I want to punch him, kick him in the balls, and maybe take a baseball bat to his head. He smiles that arrogant smile at me that I absolutely despise. "You know you're my favorite toy, Ice." Ice. Short for Ice Queen. In middle school, the delinquents started calling me that. I didn't go out on dates, I didn't talk to boys or bothered hanging out. Apart from school, cheerleading, and Alyssa, I didn't care about anything or anyone else. Ice Queen became Ice in high school, and ever since, every fucking boy in a twenty mile radius has been trying to break me. I've become a challenge now. Even seniors are asking me out.

"I am not staying here long. You know that." He suddenly looked tired, almost drained. "What do you need to know again?" The look of resignation didn't fit any Alpha so I cast my eyes to the floor as I spoke. "What else can you tell me about them?" Emerett sighed. "The second group of rogues call themselves White ice." My brows furrowed. "White ice? That sounds oddly specific." Emerett laughed. "That is because it is." "They call themselves White Ice because their leader had white hair. His hair rivals the color of fresh snow and as if that wasn't enough, his wolf is a pure white wolf."

For an old grumpy man like him to admire someone, that person must be so amazing. "I'm not sure if you heard her name before but she was the Legendary Archmage who froze all the northern land of the West Continent, defeated thousands of armies just by herself, and made a terrible snowstorm in the middle of the month of Fire (July). She was entitled as The Ice Goddess and Hellen of the Iceland.” Wow! That was such a cool nickname and title. She must be pretty strong and powerful. And it wasn't a shock that I didn't know her because she was from the west continent, it was only natural.

“Careful. They say the Ice King doesn’t melt. Not for anyone.” Bella forced a smile, but her thoughts betrayed her. That morning, she had seen the flicker in his eyes. Just for a second. Enough to make her wonder what secrets Alexander Moreau was hiding behind that icy façade. Enough to make her wonder if she could be the one woman to thaw him.

Ice "What the hell are you up to, Ice? You see, what have you done? What are you going to do now? You're such a tweak douchebag. If you want to join or swim, all you have to do is ask. What is happening to you? Don't you dare lie to me, Ice. I know you have a huge crush on Maxi. But what I don't get is why are you acting like that? Never say that you're trying to be loyal. I know that you have lots of flirts on your phone. You like her yet trying to push her? What the heck, Ice?"

In a family defined by massive egos, volcanic tempers, and enough shredded muscle to fill a stadium, you needed someone to keep the pot from boiling over. Brandon wasn't just some impulsive brawler, though. At 6’4”, with heavy shoulders and a frame built for impact, his prowess on the ice was undisputed. Along with Viktor Petrov, he formed the defensive spine of the Stormbreakers—Viktor was the silent sentinel, while Brandon was the life of the party. That lifestyle hadn't been an issue until a certain elegant journalist decided to splash Brandon’s late-night exploits across a digital front page, earning him a half-season suspension for "conduct detrimental to the pack."

She says annoyed. I look up to see Jason looking at me with vulnerability in his eyes as if I had the power to break him completely. Did he actually accept us or was Snow daydreaming? " Um, What did you just say?" I ask. "I Jason Parker , Beta of the moonstone pack accept you April Sinclair Robinson as my mate and the Beta female of this pack." He says clearer now with a shy smile on his face. " Do you accept my Brother as your mate April?" Esmeralda says.

That alone felt strange. I was pulling off my gloves when somebody dropped onto the bench beside me. Hard. Loud enough to make half the locker room glance over. I looked up. The guy grinned immediately. Dark hair. Sharp eyes. Way too much energy for someone who’d just survived three hours on the ice. “You skate like you’re trying to murder people.” I blinked. “What?” The grin widened. “You heard me.” I stared at him. He stared back. Then he stuck out a hand. “Benito, Benito Leia.”