Deshae Frost Novels & Stories

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.

I folded my arms. “You know them?” Joanie wrinkled her nose. “You know this woman?” Darius questioned. “This is the Frost family,” I stated, emphasizing their name. I saw the fear in Joanie’s eyes. She knows that name. When some of her shit landed her in court, a lawyer from that firm shut her down. “Yes, that Frost family. So move along and mind your own business.” I waved a hand. “That was impressive,” A voice I didn’t recognize commented. I turned to see the newcomer, and holy shit, I have never, I mean, NEVER seen a woman more gorgeous than this one that towered over me. She embodied a Greek A****n, that perfect balance of beauty and strength.

With a fake sad smile, Annabel shook her head as she reached for the two women, “But she is still my best friend. Please don’t expose her. We can’t blame someone for being raised wrong.” “You’re too Kind Annie, this is why you’re always taken advantage of!” Chelsea shook her head as she reached for another glass of champagne. Just as the party was in full swing, the door opened revealing Kiana Frost. Kiana Frost stepped into the room, captivating everyone with her presence. She wore a stunning black dress that hugged her curves with a gracefully cut back. Her makeup was flawlessly done, enhancing her natural beauty with her brown curls let loose. She smiled as she walked through the small cr

“One more!” The director yelled as flashes of cameras almost blinded Foren, though didn't stop her from giving her fierce expressions and best poses. Forestia Renae Frost was a model of a popular clothing brand. Sometimes, she was also taking offers from other products like makeup and accessories, skincare, or lingeries. She was known for having a beauty that anyone couldn't get tired of looking at and an hourglass body that was toned perfectly from being sporty ever since her younger days.

Ashley is treating Jace like an outcast 🤔🤔is there a story behind this? Dera is getting used to this new school, but she hasn't even started 😂😂 Frost Academy has an app , it is similar to I*******m but this app is only for Frost Academy students both ex- students. What do you think is Dera's username?? Queen of mean??? Well Tolani's username is unique !! Does it have anything to do with her character?? Dera thinks Jace is HOT!!!😍😍 Do you think she's developing something for him??

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

"This is not simple frost. This is witchcraft." "How would you know?" Lukas muttered from the floor, still rubbing his throat after what had happened earlier. "Because I read, Lukas, not just growl," I shot back without looking at him. "There was a record in my mother’s library about the northern clans, Rowan. The curse called Frozen Breath. If you use fire against it, you only speed it up. The flesh will crack from the heat." I knelt beside the sentry. My hands trembled, but I took a deep breath.

“Why isn’t it working?!” Lila, lounging on the couch, looked bored. “Maybe people just don’t care. Or maybe they actually like her now.” Delilah threw her a glare. “I made her. I raised her. That name should’ve been mine.” Lila rolled her eyes. “Mom, she’s trending for all the right reasons. Henry Frost is literally obsessed with her. You’re not winning this one.” Delilah sat back, seething. But she wasn’t done.

Hundreds of voices rushed through my head and my eyes widened. “Desmond, I can hear the pack.” His eyes went wide for a moment but he smiled. “As long as I’m holding you, you may be able to hear everyone through our connection.” I laughed. “Like speakerphone?” Desmond shook his head. “Goddess Olivia, that’s the analogy you go with?” “With the two joined…” Marcus waited for a moment for the crowd to settle down. “…we now welcome our new Luna, Olivia Wright. Son…” Marcus put his hand on Desmond’s shoulder. “…it’s time you kiss your new Luna and bride.”