Cast Of Shattered Ice Novels & Stories

he called out. Vanessa had just ended her call when she heard the voice. Turning around, her eyes met the gaze of her treacherous husband, Lucas, the man who had shattered her soul and broken her heart to pieces three years ago. Hatred coursed through her veins, but she maintained a calm and nonchalant expression "V... Vanessa?" Lucas stuttered, unsure if he was dreaming. The woman before him couldn't possibly be Vanessa. That timid, pathetic woman he once knew could never transform into this stunning beauty.

The bond flared faintly, like a dying ember. Then— A roar split the silence. The ice above me cracked violently, spiderweb fractures racing outward. Light poured in, blinding and sudden. Another strike followed, stronger—rage-filled. “ARIA!” Kaelen’s voice. Raw. Broken. Alive. The ice shattered. Shards rained down as powerful arms tore through the coffin, pulling me free. Cold air rushed into my lungs, sharp and painful—but air nonetheless. I gasped, coughing violently as warmth wrapped around me.

It was a candid shot from her sophomore year of college, sitting on the steps of the library, laughing, her hair messy and her face bright with youthful, naive happiness. But the glass of the frame had been shattered. A heavy, jagged line ran directly across her throat in the photo, and scrawled across the cracked glass in thick, black permanent marker were the words: A lovely touch of color for your new home. Let's see how long it lasts. "He's losing his mind," Tiffany breathed, her voice trembling as she stared at the desecrated image. "Nathaniel... he’s completely unraveling." Julian didn't look shocked. He didn't look angry. Instead, a terrifying, absolute stillness settled over his feat

"You hate me that much? In our last life, we were married. And now, even getting near you scares you?" He gave a bitter smile and smashed the vial on the floor. "Don't worry. I've done enough wrong. I won't hurt you again. I just came to see you and talk to you." Lillian lowered the speaker, but her voice remained cold. "There's nothing to say." Elton opened his mouth, but a voice crackled through the studio's speakers. Tanya yelled, "Useless! I knew you'd fail. Fine! If you don't hurt her, you can both die!"

" My breath caught in my throat. I came close to dying on that mountain from hypothermia, and after they got me to the hospital, I was knocked out for three days before I finally came around. And somehow, Silas boiled it down to me being mad about them giving Lisette Locke their clothes. Before I could even get a word out, Silas barked, "It was just a few clothes! Come on. We'll buy you a hundred, a thousand if that'll make you happy!" He grabbed my hand and yanked me toward the door. Still recovering and weak, my face instantly went white. "Silas, let go!" Edgar spoke up out of nowhere. I thought he'd lay into Silas like he always did to defend me, but instead, he took out a small box from

I said, my voice sounding like the grinding of glaciers. I raised my hand, and a spear of pure sapphire ice formed in the air. I didn't throw it; I commanded it to exist within her. Selene let out a choked gasp, her grey silk gown turning to frost. She looked down at her chest as the blue ice began to bloom from her heart. "The Sisters..." she whispered, her voice fading into a rattle. "They... they won't... stop..." Selene shattered. She didn't die like a wolf. She broke into a thousand shards of grey salt and blue ice, her essence vanishing into the wind. The Shadow-Shard hit the ground with a dull thud, the grey cataract-light winking out.

Santigo started, his voice shaking with frustration, but he was interrupted by the sound of ice cracking louder. Danial, watching silently, felt his own anger spike at Santigo’s threat. His lips parted to respond, but before he could speak, Crystal’s frosty aura intensified, the ground beneath her feet now fully encased in ice that was spreading toward Santigo. Her expression remained cold and unyielding, but her presence was overwhelming.

I frowned and shook my head in question before she got down on one foot and put a finger on one of the cracks. The ice melted and cracked in a second before forming glazer’s of ice. Everyone gasped at the depth of the cracked ice, and Natalia straightened as she went to take a step forward; however, this time, it was me who pulled her back as three men, icemen, jumped down from the glazers with ice swords. The three men stood in front of us for a second before more of them started jumping toward us, surrounding the area, shielding the glazer’s.

"You've hurt enough people, Xaden. Not anymore." The air in the room felt charged, like the moment before a thunderstorm. Xaden's gaze darted between Jared and me, his arrogance faltering under the weight of our combined defiance. For a moment, it looked as though he might lash out again, but then Asher's voice broke the silence. "Stop," Asher said softly. Then louder, "Stop it! I don't want this. I don't want any of this." All eyes turned to him. His face was a mixture of pain and frustration, his voice thick with unshed tears. "I just… I don't know what to believe anymore."

Maya POV The contract was still warm in my hands. My phone vibrated, then again and it didn’t stop. I frowned, shifting the contract under my arm as I pulled my phone out. Notifications stacked on top of each other so fast that the screen lagged for a second. Northridge Spill. I opened it. [EXCLUSIVE]: The Ice King’s Heart Melts? Sources say Leo Thorne’s rink-side rage was a defense of his secret girlfriend, film student Maya Ellison.