Deshae Frost Novels & Stories

Besides, if I didn't sneak out, I wouldn't be able to see my Grandma Frost. I wasn't crazy about the fact that I'd started attending Mythos Academy back at the beginning of the school year, but even I had to admit that Cypress Mountain was a pretty suburb. Upscale shops lay on the other side of the road that curved past the academy, sel ing everything from books and coffee to designer clothing and custom-made jewelry and weapons. There was even a car dealership ful of Aston Martins and Cadil acs, and another lot where the Mythos kids parked their expensive rides, since students'

she asked. "I'm not done yet" Her mouth hung open in shock, she felt chills run down her spine. Dex wasted no time again he roughly removed the towel that covered his lower part and landed on her again taking her energetically against her will. She had no other option but to give in to his demands.

"Not until you understand that the man who rejected you seven years ago doesn't exist anymore. And not until you give me the chance to prove it." As Raven turned to walk away, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. A video file, timestamp showing it was taken that morning. When she opened it with trembling hands, she watched footage of herself in her apartment—sleeping, unaware, completely vulnerable. Multiple camera angles. Professional equipment. The video's final frame showed a message in white text: "Come to the Cascade Mountains. Come alone. Or I'll burn every connection you've ever made. —D"

They worked to rebuild the kingdom from the ashes of the old empire, creating a new system, one where power wasn’t hoarded by the few, but shared by all. The Frostkin, no longer outcasts, were at the forefront of this new world. Their magic, once feared, was now celebrated, a symbol of the strength and resilience that had carried them through centuries of oppression. And as Asha stood among her people, she knew that the true legacy of the Frostkin had not been their power, but their spirit. It was a spirit that could never be broken, no matter how many times they had been crushed beneath the weight of the crown.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

she muttered. "Indeed it is. So, what do you say we go celebrate your new job?" Frost asked showing an evil smirk. Chassy really thinks that this Frost is a mist. From the way he is to the way he would sneak in her room. She's not to doubt him, he is the mist.Chassy raised a brow at Frost. "You can't trick me. If I were you I'd just disappear," she said, taking her stuffs and walked away from Frost. But he followed her.

When my son was born, it was the happiest day of my life, Aime felt sorry for me and shared with me photos and videos of his birth, my little warrior prince, whom Gina named Maxus, a strong name for a great heir and future king of both races. For two years my fight to get her back has been constant, I have been steadfast in trying to earn her forgiveness, her father died and she rose from the ashes, which I never doubted, she is a strong woman that is what I admire most about her, she doesn't need anyone to get ahead and although it hurts me a lot to know that she doesn't need me, I am proud of the woman she has become.

He was right, I was wrong. I can't do it all on my own. The scent of leather hit me as I entered the room, I ask Caleb to buy things for me online. The cover Caleb got us is funny as it is interesting. I'm blond or rather Kadesh is, she loves going to dress up and hang on the arms of her husband. Who by the way is blond also, his head is meant to be shaved on both sides than normal. “It's just for the night” I whispered go to myself “You can do this”

Deza moved back to the stove and moved around as I tried not to react. "Just her? If I recall, I only saw her." I finished my coffee and got up to help her plate up the tacos. "We're bringing in a few well-known actresses. Trish Desmount and Dani Lee." She turned and handed me a plate with three tacos on it. "You're trying to fatten me up. I should take a picture of this. It's proof." I leaned over and kissed her cheek. "This looks great, but I'm not kissing Dani Lee. She's a bipolar witch with voodoo dolls. I'm pretty sure my left nut hurts all the time from her playing with those dolls’ balls."

She's even kept the large book about the lands beyond the five Kingdoms. It might not be much or even slightly close to what I wanted to have with Frost but her keeping the gift I gave her meant something to me. My smile had widened by the time I walked out of the study but then I stopped, frozen at the sight in front of me. Frost stood in front of a full length mirror dressed in a handmaids clothes that she must have borrowed from either Mirra or Misha. Her long raven hair is braided back, falling down the length of her back.