De Glace Novels & Stories

He had found a way to make runes even smaller than before by using the stinger of baby murder Hornets. The energy cores would be gathered from the energy beasts living in the Glacier Forrest. The Glacier forest, as its name suggested, was land covered in ice, while most of it was forested not all over it was a forest, and not all of it was covered in ice. There were multiple lava lakes that housed fire and earth type energy beast and plants. River's lakes and hot Springs where water type energy beast lived, etc. Gin used this place as their training and hunting ground.

He pointed toward a massive, towering wall of blue glacier ice that seemed to swallow the pale daylight. ​"Those aren't natural fractures. These are Vaelcrest seals. But they're different from the ones in the Eclipse forest." Kaelor observed, stepping up to the sheer ice face. He reached out a leather-gloved hand, brushing away a thick layer of loose snow to reveal ancient, deep-set runes glowing with a faint dormant silver light. ​"They're older," Seraphina whispered, stepping closer. The second her fingers brushed the frozen surface, a soft shiver ran through the glacier. The deep, low-frequency hum of the Second Moon Temple vibrated through the soles of her boots.

Amaris knew that this woman was some one of high birth and power. "Forgive me. I am ignorant. I do not know with whom I speak." Amaris uttered in the most formal way that she could think of, and with a bow. "You have come to your home child. The home to all gods and goddesses. This is part of the Olympian Glades of Arborea on Olympus. The gardens are my Grand Villa, the gambling hall of fate. I am Tyche goddess of fortune and luck." She picked up the horn that she was holding and turned it sideways. It appeared that it's wealth was spilling out, but it all disappeared before it hit the ground. "I am also your ancestor. I can see some of the resemblence. The hair and the eyes. B

"Have you seen a cave full of fireflies? It was so beautiful. The fireflies were like stars in the sky. "There was also a place called the Earth's Eye. It's a colorful lake that looks like an eye when you look down from above. "There's a place called Death Gorge. Have you heard of it? "There are also glaciers in the North Pole that flow into the valleys. They form icefalls that cascade down the side of the valleys. It is truly an amazing view."

Lyon cries, breathless and caught in the whirlwind. Mateo can’t help himself. Lyon can't help himself. The air between them is thick with the scent of adrenaline and heat. They collide in the center of the rink, sharing a deep, punishing kiss that threatens to vaporize the ice beneath them. Lyon’s lips are a contrast of freezing air and burning internal fever. It takes every ounce of Mateo’s restraint not to claim him right there—to show the media photographers and the screaming crowd exactly who Lyon belongs to.

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.

Claudia said. At nine pm the ladies were ready. Claudia was wearing a tight gold sleeveless short bareback dress with matching five inch gold heels and Miranda was wearing a long blue dress that matched her eyes. The dress had a V neck and was tight up the waist and loose at the bottom. It had a thin lace of sparkling germs which looked like stars. It also had a long slit up to her thigh. She also wore four inch blue wedges. Both of them looked glamorous.

The wind off the Great Divide did not blow against the vertical face of the glacier; it rumbled upward from the deep, rising in freezing, pressurized surges that threatened to peel our fingers from the slick ice. The sheer blue wall was a vertical sheet of absolute glass, offering no purchase, no crevices, and no mercy. My raw, blistered fingers were locked around Killian’s wrist with a frantic, bone-crushing strength, the physical strain sending a hot, agonizing ache through my forearms.

Aprils pov We walk around the house and find a path that leads to a tiny gate that is being held up by a wooden fence. Jace opens the gate for me and I walk past him to see a beautiful green field with trees in some parts of the field, its absolutely breathtaking. I've always loved nature❤ I don't know whether its because I'm a werewolf or its just me. Dyl and Esmy join us and we're now walking together in a straight line. Jace directs us to what looks like a stable and there are four beautiful horses outside tied to trees. Damn! They really planned ahead. The closer we get I notice the horses are already tacked up.

“The water is solid,” I breathed. “It froze,” Marek said. “It froze,” I echoed. “The entire lake froze. Why.” “It is winter.” “And that makes water turn into glass,” I whispered. “Is it safe? Should people not avoid walking upon cursed water.” “It is not cursed,” Marek said with a soft laugh. “It is ice.” “Ice,” I repeated. He nodded. I watched two wolves spin in a circle, hands linked. “And people… glide upon it.”