Novel & Cerita Evil Ice Queen

"The Berserker Queen is gone. Long live the Ice Core." The virus has evolved into something even more dangerous, and the true architects of the Berserker Project have finally stepped out of the shadows to claim their prize. Elara is no longer a creature of fire; she is becoming a weapon of absolute zero. Can her Harem save her from becoming a living glacier, or will the "Ice and the Berserker's Curse" finally claim the Queen?

Fear flashes through her eyes the moment my fangs begin to grow. She swallows hard but nods obediently, exposing her neck carefully. I step closer. The scent of blood immediately fills my senses. Warm. Tempting. I grip her waist lightly and lean closer to her throat. Then “Can I have a word with you?” I freeze instantly. Lila. I pull away from the maiden with irritation already rising inside me. “I am busy,” I reply lazily. I turn back toward the girl again. But Lila speaks once more. “It is about Queen Kiana.”

I hear a dry chuckle from Katherine, and I glance up to find her shaking her head. "Jane. The ice coven is untouchable in battle. Your skin burns to the touch, you make weapons with your mind, and can shield yourself from enemies with crafted shields from ice." She sounds disappointed in me as she says it, and I can't help but lower my eyes to my hands. The silence in the dimly lit kitchen seems to eat away at both of us before she reaches across the table with her hands. Hesitation runs through me, but I bring my hands forward on the table so she can take them under hers.

“I’m a Ravenfield, the rightful Alpha of that pack, of my home. I will lead them and care for them just like my father taught me. I will also be Queen because I have a partner who’s willing to help me, who’s comfortable and happy with me being my own person. I will do both because both are my birthrights, and no one will tell me otherwise.” “Well said, my dear.” Callan praised as he grinned at me and smirked at his mate with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Such fire. Don’t cower in the icy stare of a woman who delights in making people feel small or inferior, because you are anything but. She is most assuredly a good match for our Cadmus.” I blushed deeply and hid my face as a few of the other

“Surprise? Do not, for I just tamed him.” Having fun and taking the entire scene as a game and in deed. The queen’s eyes darken into its deep color, as her pride is cross and her short list of persons that she shouldn’t trust points all the way and completely to him. She immediately and swiftly cast a spell, turning the air around her into a mist, surrounded her hand into the crystal form of ice as it turns into an ice sword, replicating the ability of the holder of elemental ice and of the God Capricorn.

Whispers ran through the hall. "Since the former king is not here to confirm your bloodline, the ritual requires you to prove your claim before the goddess. I ask you: Do you claim to be of the line of Icefall, first of his name, founder of the Icelands, and protector of all its citizens?" "I claim it." Emilian sounded a bit hoarse, but there was no emotion on his face or in his voice. On the high balcony, the Queen continued her struggle against the hidden bindings, staring at her daughter with indignation.

I know you want to personally take her down," Iris exclaimed through the mind link. Suddenly, I heard Ingrid's voice echoed all over the air. Soon, the winds changed its course and the thunder boomed up into the sky. Her powerful chants literally changed the weather, causing the rain to fall. She wanted to control the fire in the woods as soon as possible as it would expose us to the human, I believe. It truly served its purpose as it would also cut those explosive effectiveness. I advanced forward, my friends preventing the other hybrids from attacking me. My mind was only filled with avenging Jace, Dimitri and Vance. Glaring at the white maiden through my amethyst orbs, I beheld her sight

She didn't look to be much older than Mare but she was slightly taller and that advantage made her look down her nose as she spoke. She took a step into the hall and Mare fought back the urge to hug her arms around her body. Did the hall suddenly turn cold? "What is it that you say?" Vallezarii asked. Mare's eyes snapped to his face. The tone of his voice... "Your Baryn concubine will not sully the queen's seat..." "There is no queen." "Her memory leaves on..." "There is no queen!"

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

I see a figure float down before they stand before me. I bow my head almost instantly as I realise that I am in the presence of the Moon Goddess herself. "Rise my child." She says, her voice silky smooth. I do so immediately and I am entranced by her flawless beauty. Her stark white hair is in big curls and her gown is gorgeous. I can't even discribe it other then the fact that it closely resembles Elsa from Frozen's gown. This is unbelievable. "Believe it, darling." She says smiling at me. "You are here because you are to be the Queen of the Shifters. You are willing though you have doubts. Why is that?" She asks and I know she already knows the answer.