Caitlin Frost Novels & Stories

I wanted to help Selina since she was covered in flour, but I couldn’t find the strength to go up to her. I watched her laugh at something the man beside her said, and it hit me like a punch to the gut. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a calm presence that contrasted with the warmth radiating from Selina. A gentle warmth in his eyes made something stir within me. Sebastian Frost. The architect. I knew who he was. The town’s golden boy. The guy who looked like he had it all together. Snowfall Valley is so small that it's easy to recognize people, especially if they’re new to the town.

And then, like a fragile dam giving way to an uncontainable deluge, she confessed, "I'm not Caitlin." Hayden's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to fathom the depth of this revelation. "If you're not Caitlin, then who are you?" "I'm Catherine Stones," she revealed, her voice steady and resolute. Her eyes never left Hayden's, gauging her friend's reaction with unwavering intensity. "And I'm an orphan."

But she wasn’t finished. “This,” she said, gesturing to the young woman at her side, “is Caitlyn. The woman who will be Xander’s Luna. They are meant to be together, and I won’t let some nobody like you ruin that.” The younger woman, Caitlyn, gave me a tight, condescending smile. Her eyes held a mix of pity and disdain, as though she were regarding a child who had foolishly overstepped her place. I forced myself to meet her gaze, though I could feel my heart pounding.

"But Tobias, if you are not ready, we find a different role. I am not forcing anyone into positions they cannot handle." After giving it some thought, he slowly nodded. "I'll make an effort. But I must be able to tell you if it gets to be too much without feeling like I let you down." "Always. It is now part of the protocol to communicate. No one suffers in silence." The first new arrival under the expansion came three days later. A girl named Frost, seventeen, whose ice powers had awakened during a winter storm. Before her pack caught her, she had frozen the water supply of an entire hamlet in an attempt to prevent a flood, almost killing people from dehydration.

Perhaps, soon, this would all be over. * Standing at the entrance tunnel, Caitlin was unshackled by the guards, and she walked freely out into the Coliseum’s floor. She needed no prodding this time. She was eager to meet the day, to fight again, to finally meet her destiny. She was tired, deeply tired. Everyone she had loved, she had lost. Sam. Caleb. Blake. Her father. Rose. Jade….There seemed to be no end to the loss.

Nathan said. "She pulls any girly shit, I'm packing and coming home," Norman said. "Will you both stop worrying, I'm telling you it is going to be great." Nathan said. "Yah that coming from the man who’s bed she will be in every night. Why is her assistant coming?" Jacob asked. "Her assistant is Susan," Nathan told them. "That makes perfect sense now," Norman said. Nathan went over to the map and charts on the table, Norman and Jacob followed him. Look, Cassie said she would have never stayed in that wing, because she could not see the sun rise." Nathan said.

"I want to take this time to remember our mother... Luna Anya Gayly Frost." A heavy, emotional hush swept the stands. Off to the side, Maddox closed his eyes and bowed his head, while Reagan instinctively reached for Xander's hand, threading her fingers tightly through his. "This festival was the one time of year where she shone her brightest," Zyan continued. A raw, aching tenderness bled into his authoritative tone as he remembered her laughter during the games, and how easily she drew the pack together. "The past eight months have been incredibly hard on the Frost Pack. Our family alone suffered a devastating loss."

There was no need to stay any longer. The journey to the Frost mansion was... slow. Too slow, but I finally got there, and I practically ran toward the building. "I'm Crystal Shawn. I'm referred by Lady Clara. I want to be a cleaner here," I introduced myself to the lady who came to welcome me. It was written in the paper that I should say that. The lady smiled beautifully and nodded at me, "Nice to meet you, Miss Crystal Shawn. I'm Kate, Madam Frost' assistant. Come with me, please," She led the way, and I followed after her.

Five years after my parents' divorce, I met my mother at school. She had just finished a parent-teacher meeting for her stepdaughter, who was the top student in the grade, and was beaming with joy. The moment she saw me, her expression darkened. "Do you always come to school dressed like this? This is how your father is raising you?" She handed me a business card and said in a condescending tone, "Take this. Tell your father that I'll enroll you in the international program right away if he's willing to admit his mistake. It's better than staying in the regular program and struggling." I did not take it and took a few steps back. "No thanks, Ms. Stroll." She frowned, her eyes filled with

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.