Female Jack Frost Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Leo finally speaks, folding his arms across his muscular chest, his silver grey eyes pinning on my face like they are trying to trap me and then dig the answer to his question out from my head. I take a moment to gather my thoughts and words, shrugging, “I follow Jenelle on I***a, and I once saw a post of her with you on her account. You guys looked quite clingy with each other in the photo. Besides, I am just asking, you know.” He chuckles. “Are you really just asking, Frosty? Because it doesn't sound that way to me.” Embarrassment flushes my cheeks. “You know what, forget that I—”

“I only went to request an update about the sick soldiers.” “Request an update from the same Rya who just appeared from nowhere and started parading herself as Luna. Is that the same person you're going to see that couldn't even wait till dawn? Tell me Frost, are you cheating on me with Rya or not?” Frost laughed at my words like it was a joke. “Come on, that's ridiculous and you don't mean that do you?” “Of course, I mean it!” I said, my shoulders heaving now. “I mean every single word I just said. Where is my man? The Alpha that was supposed to get married to me.” I continued with tears streaming down my face.

The wind howled through the narrow, snow-choked streets of Snowridge, as if warning anyone who dared to venture out into the deadly storm. Asha Frostheart, her face partially hidden beneath a fur-lined cloak, moved swiftly through the thick snowfall, her white wolf companion, Ghost, at her side. The blizzard's icy bite pierced through her layers of clothing, but her focus remained unbroken.

JACKSON’S POV The words started rolling out before I got the chance to overthink and cower away. “Or bi, or queer, I’m still figuring out exactly what label fits. But I know I don’t like girls the way I’m supposed to. And I’m in love with someone else. I knew I should've stopped talking at this point, but since I’d already started….I couldn’t stop now. “His name is Frost—well, Caelan, actually—and he’s amazing and complicated and not at all what you planned for me. But I don’t care. I love him.”

Frost said, her touch calming me. "I'm not joking. I'm serious, Frost. I'm not leaving here without you" he really sounded serious. "And a challenge? You think you can defeat me?" A laugh escaped me and his fury increased. "It won't be easy but I know I can accomplish it. Frost belongs to me and I'm not going anywhere without her". "I don't fucking belong to you, or anyone" she yelled at him. "You're only confused. You're mine" "Get lost Darren and never return" she spat at him.

no one dared to speak out. Only one person spoke frankly, mocking, "Thief cries 'stop thief.' Mrs. Frost, the esteemed president's wife of the Frost family, has stooped so low as to plagiarize from her own designer and turn the tables! This is truly disgraceful!" "Shut up!" Jessica angrily stood up, shamelessly saying, "Since you know I'm Mrs. Frost, how dare you spread rumors? Don't you want to stay in Jelaston?!" With that, she glared at me fiercely, turned on her slender high heels, and left in a huff—a clear retreat.

The room fell into a thick silence. Karter let out a slow breath. “Don’t take to heart whatever Catherine said. She was just angry, but she’ll understand eventually.” “Karter…” Jade lowered her gaze, her voice barely steady. “Do you also think I’m trying to get close to Mr. Frost?” “No,” Karter replied—short but firm. Because in his mind, it was the complete opposite. It was Zane who was trying to get close to Jade… “I swear I have no intention of coming between them. And Mr. Frost thinks I am Zaira. There’s no way Ms. White’s accusation could be true.”

asked Jamima, firmly. Frost sighed and grabbed her hands and closed his eyes, he was concentrating. It passed five minutes, but he said nothing. Jamima was looking at him, quietly. When Frost suddenly opens his eyes and jerked Jamima's hands back. Jamima got startled, "What you saw? Whatever it is, just tell me. I wasn't here in the coming years, right? I'm spending my life happily with Danny and my parents right?" Frost was quiet when Jamima yelled, "I'm asking you something, so Goddamn it, answer me, Frost."

She also hadn't come alone; she was with her husband. Though Yelena was agitated, it was Sabrina who spoke up first in an urgent tone. "Have you found our embryo?" Their embryo? Why couldn't I seem to understand what she was saying? Tears slipped down Sabrina's cheeks before she could stop them. Her husband, Ian Jackson, patted her back soothingly. A gentle woman like her didn't seem the sort to cheat on her husband.

"This… this isn't from the village." "It’s an old family piece," I lied, the falsehood tasting like copper. "Saved for a special occasion." I stepped closer, invading her personal space until I could smell the faint scent of rain that always clung to her. I took a piece of the silk between my thumb and forefinger, right next to her hand. "Jasper expects to see a broken woman," I said, my voice dropping to a low, predatory growl. "He thinks he left you with nothing. Saturday night, you're going to show him that he didn't just lose a mate. He lost his future."