Draw Jack Frost Novels & Stories

"Where does your pack bloodline originate, and why are you hiding in the Duskwild Expanse?" Charles lets out a dark, mocking laugh that vibrates through the small stone room. "You really know how to stretch a single question, little female. I am an orphan, abandoned at the northern border. Nathan Frost, the former Alpha of the Frost Pack and owner of the Duskwild ice hockey franchises, took me in. Before he succumbed to his silver wounds, he made me swear to take over the team and the territory. And he had one final, binding request."

she whispered, sobbing into her mother’s shoulder. “We’re not that easy to kill, sweetheart,” Thomas chuckled softly, brushing her hair from her face. “We’ve still got fight in these bones.” “Oh, so that’s where she gets it from,” Jacob suddenly chimed in, drawing all eyes to him. He rose from his seat, his presence unmistakable, powerful, confident, and a little too charming. “I’m glad you’re both safe,” he said, striding forward and extending a hand. “I’m Jacob Frost. Your daughter’s fated mate.”

Out of nowhere, he got rid of every woman around him, leaving only one young woman behind. I hired an investigator, but the moment I laid eyes on Veronica's photo, I completely broke down. The young woman in the picture looked just like me at 18 years old—naive and wide-eyed. It dawned on me that Nathan would rather love a ghost of my past than love the woman standing right in front of him. Consequently, I lay in the bathtub and slit my wrist that night. When Nathan broke through the door, even his fingers were trembling. He carried me in his arms as he rushed into the general hospital in the military district, his eyes terrifyingly bloodshot.

For a split second, our eyes locked, and I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. “You!” I shouted. “It’s over. We know what you’ve done.” The man didn’t respond. He lunged forward instead, faster than I’d anticipated. I barely had time to duck as he swung a knife at me, the blade glinting in the moonlight. He was strong — stronger than any human should be. So he was a werewolf as well. Jake shifted partially, his eyes glowing, claws extending as he launched himself at the man. The sound of snarling filled the room as Jake’s claws ripped through the air, narrowly missing the man’s throat.

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

I felt my shoulder and frowned as the memory of that stinging sensation as it flooded my mind. "What do you remember?" The Alpha demanded to know. "I was running and then I met someone and someone or something stabbed my shoulder. " I gasped remembering it all so clearly now. The Alpha nodded a flicker of anger crossed his face as he turned to the window obviously not wanting to recall it. "A rogue. A strange one we think was a spy of some sort. " He said. "A spy but why?" He turned back to face me and shook his head. He sat on the edge of the bed taking my hands into his.

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

His heart recognized the voice. “Heard that?” Carlos Fowler’s mocking laughter came on. “Chairman Jay Adams, I have your sweet little assistant secretary. You need to hear her begging me to not touch a hair on your body. Hahahaha! You must have swam in her little honey pot to make her swoon or is it your bloody money she's fallen for?”

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.

The silence in the house was getting way too awkward. “Hi guys…” he said. “So I’m Frost…and I’m very grateful to you all for accepting me into your house. I love it here. It’s very warm down here unlike the North…terribly cold.” “Northern wolves usually like the cold,” Sebastian said, staring Xavier down. “I know right?” Xavier laughed uneasy. “That is why we’re called the North pack right?” “The Ice pack,” Jon corrected eyeing him. “You are one weird guy. We would get along fine. Come along, I’ve got the latest season of AOT on my flash, you’d love to watch it. Wait, you’re following AOT right?”