Fanfiction Frozen Novels & Stories

Bella's POV Frozen. I was frozen. I couldn't move or talk do anything for that matter. I don't know what was happening around me. That was when I realised that Mr King's lips was on mine. I didn't move. I stood there. He slowly brought us from our dipped position. His hands went tighter around my waist tighter. I couldn't move. I didn't know why. One of his hand was around my waist. The other one cupped my cheeks. I didn't understand why I didn't move or pull away. D-Did I like it?

As I watched in horrified fascination, I wasn't sure what he was, a man or fae appeared behind her, and she froze. I could see that the man or fae was using magic to keep her frozen, and then he touched her forehead and seemed to be drawing her strength from her. She collapsed, and he just disappeared. When I ran over, she was clutching her swollen stomach. I saw my auntie Anya racing toward her shooting fae that got close to mom with arrows. Then I saw the rest of my aunties all racing over to protect her. Mom let out an earsplitting scream, and I woke up shivering uncontrollably. I was so so cold and still cuffed to the bed so that I couldn't pull the covers over me. I balled into a ball t

"Let the fire meet the ice. Let's see which one shatters first." The Harem is crossing the frozen wasteland, fueled by a bond that has become a physical bridge. Elara is seated on the Frozen Throne, becoming the epicenter of a new world order. As the two forces collide in the heart of the glacier, will the heat of the Found Family be enough to thaw the Queen, or will the Ice Core consume them all?

“Nythis said she was locked in frost. She wasn’t kidding.” Kael glanced around. “How do you wake someone frozen for a thousand years?” Aria knelt beside the frozen woman and pressed the Moonshard to the ice. A glow erupted. The chamber pulsed. The shard dissolved into light, seeping into the ice like ink into paper. The glow spread through the crystal tomb, illuminating veins of power buried deep in the glacier. And then the singing began. It was faint at first — a single note, impossibly high. Then more joined. Harmony layered upon harmony. The ice trembled. Cracks spidered outward. Chunks fell away.

The Frozen Wastes extended out before Ethan and Selene, an perpetual land of ice and snow that appeared to swallow all light and warmth. The gnawing wind yelled through the fruitless scene, carrying with it a cold so strongly that it felt like it could solidify the soul itself. Each step they took crunched against the frozen ground, resounding through the endless vacancy.

You are the reason stories like this exist. ~~~~~~~~~~ Ride with me because the ice is not empty… at least not yet. The Frozen Hearts series continues with Book Two: Offside Hearts. Here is a taste of what is coming: Eli Park is a rookie goalie with a secret he cannot afford to share. Mack Hale is the veteran enforcer who accidentally outed him years ago. Now they are stuck together as mentor and rookie in a hotel rooms, late nights, and a rival threatening to expose them both and Mack has been in love with Eli since the very beginning.

"Or is it because Finn Reyes looks like he was carved out of a mountain and you’ve been staring at his highlights since you were twelve?" "He’s my brother’s best friend. It’s practically incestuous." "He's a werewolf, Val. Not your cousin." Mariana sat up, her expression turning sharp. "Besides, what’s a little mouth-to-mouth between professionals? He gives you the inside track on the Miami Ice Dome, you give him a little attention. Tit for tat." "He called it that. Exactly that." I shuddered. "The way he said it... like he was already tasting me." "So he’s got a big ego." Mariana shrugged. "He’s also got a big everything else. I saw the way you looked at his trunks, Val. You were cataloging

***EMAIL GRAYSON'S** Under the warm glow of the tent lights, with the ocean whispering just beyond us, I curled into Alex’s chest as we watched *Frozen*. I found myself quietly singing along, barely above a hum, while he pretended not to enjoy it—though the small shifts in his expression gave him away. By the time the credits rolled, I was still humming softly, completely relaxed against him. The fairy lights reflected in my eyes as I tilted my head up.

Pyrra’s whispers amplify, becoming a roar that drowns out everything else. Then someone else is here, the Alpha from the Frozen kingdom. His eyes glowing a frosty blue as he approaches us. His hand extends towards me and a burst of cold air shoots out, attempting to extinguish my fire. Pyrra scoffs within me. My flames rise to meet his frost, turning it into misty steam. “Reyna, we love you. Don’t let this thing control you!” Malachi pleads. “Love is a chain,” Pyrra hisses in my thoughts. “Break it.”

My husband Christian Messina's assistant has been blowing through my money like it's water. At the underground auction, she laughed in my face and called me a useless trophy wife. So I cut her access. She got humiliated at checkout, and the club's security locked her up for a full day and night. When Christian found out, he froze my card on my birthday. Told me I'd better figure out how to pay, or I'd be stripping down and crawling out on all fours in front of every mob higher-up in New York. What he doesn't know? I'm the heiress to the biggest mafia empire in the country. The Moretti name? That's mine. And everything he has right now—every turf, every dollar, every scrap of power? I put it