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Ice replied, unflinchingly facing the gun pointed at her. Jaxter narrowed his eyes further. “I’m asking again, who are you really?!” His demeanor suggested he was ready to act on whatever was on his mind. “Jax! She’s already said she’s Ice! You can’t do this!” Jacob suddenly stood up, despite his limp, trying to shield Ice from Jaxter. This action made Ice frown. She didn’t really need his protection, believing she could handle the situation herself, but Jacob’s effort despite his pain was impressive.

Victor almost smiled. “I am exactly where I belong.” The corridor sealed behind him as blast doors slammed shut. --- They burst from the facility just as the ice shelf ruptured. A thunderous roar split the Arctic night. Snow and fire erupted skyward as the underground complex imploded beneath the frozen sea. Shockwaves hurled the team across the ice. Elena shielded her face as debris rained down. Then— Silence. Only wind. And distant cracking ice. Adrian pulled himself up slowly. “Is everyone—”

Bass' voice boomed from outside the room, he was definitely standing on the other side of them mirror, and he was cut off by Hayes who did us a favour. "Shut up, Bass. We've known her for years. Girl practically lives here." Hayes scoffed while flipping Bass off through the glass. "Just... what do I even say to you out of all people... don't die." He smiled before we exchanged our last goodbyes and he strolled out of the room. Welp. There goes the only trusty male figure I have close to me. "Hi, sweetheart. You must be Valentina. I'm Sierra Charles! It's nice to meet yo-" the lady began with a bubbly grin while reaching out to shake my hand but she quickly took it back when she saw the cuffs

With a loud noise, the wall broke and they fell. Before the debris of the broken wall could fall on them the person under Sandhya cast a spell due to which the whole thing turned into ice before shattering into tiny snowflakes. He looked at the person above his who was grabbing him tightly. Currently, his face was resting on her bosom, one of his hands was on the air while the other one was grabbing the waist of the girl above her. A girl appeared beside them which looked like a spirit and said in her mechanical voice, "Host, are you alright? I managed to stop it at the last moment."

The escape from the Glacial Spire was a descent into a nightmare of falling ice and screaming wolves. The city of Crystalia, once the shimmering jewel of the North, was literally melting before our eyes. Without the High King’s ancient magic to anchor the enchanted frost, the grand spires were becoming brittle, groaning under the weight of a thousand years of history before shattering into lethal shards.

comes on, the light comes from Valerie's bag " did she leave her fucking phone here ooh my God Val" I said bringing out the phone, surprisingly it's not locked, another ping it's an image, there are all images. I open one and it takes me to her gallery and what I see blows my fucking mind, it's a picture from 2001 That's the opening day of Frost academy, in the picture I see Coach Frost standing at the right side beside a man holding the scissors to cut the ribbon, opposite him is a lady that looked so much like Valerie and Arianna but she had Arianna's eyes, standing next to her is what I think is the island owner. looking down at the picture their names is written down the woman's name is

I don't feel like the exiled mate who is crying in the back of a car. As I throw the shuttle for the first time, the sound echoes through the rafters like a bone breaking. Or a bond snapping. I think of Lir in his cold Northern study, staring at his spreadsheets. I think of Elara in her silk gowns, playing at being Luna. I am coming for your prestige, I think, the silver thread flashing in the lamplight. I am coming for the one thing you love more than me—your pride. By the time the sun breaks over the horizon, the first inch of the shattered mirror armor is complete. It is jagged, but it is beautiful, and it is the most rational thing I have ever done.

Now you’ve put her in danger too. Her blood turned to ice. Before she could respond, another message followed. A photo, charlotte, standing outside her dorm. Unaware.Smiling. Isabelle’s scream tore through the mansion. And somewhere deep below, Dante Marchetti prepared for a war that would not spare the innocent.

I wasn't getting away that easy. I answer the call and instantly 5 mini windows appear on my screen. I almost screamed when I realized all four members of Crash Course Rebellion had called me; along with Jackie, of course. "I'm guessing you guys, um saw the news?" I mumble, my heart running a thousand miles a minute. "Hi, Melany," Luke O'Connor greets and Ken Longstruum nods his head at me. I feel my heart stop and my breath knocks out of me. Luke, brown-haired and green-eyed, is Brendan, Mr. Delicious himself's cousin. He plays the keyboard and is said to be the goofball amongst the four boys and God, is he hot; in a boyish kind of way.

Just as I was about to run out and call the nearest staff available, I turned back and saw Nora's hand hanging in the air. “Let go of my hand, you're hurting me,” Nora's voice was shaking now as she struggled to free herself from Jack’s firm grip. “All of you guys here suck, for real. Look at how you’re all here watching while your class head is being injured by this inconsiderate Nora.” The whole class began murmuring. He was right, after all. They acted so callous and wicked. I was honestly surprised too. That was probably the first time I’d ever heard Jack say so much.