Female Jack Frost Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Frost also took a long shower and changed her clothes before leaving her room and going straight to General Valencia's office. And that's exactly what she said after she entered the General's office. "What is it?" General Valencia could not help but get curious. When he looked at his cute niece's serious face, he could not help but get serious as well. Old General didn't talk and just sat there, his face also had a serious expression on it. Frost didn't waste another second before she said in a serious tone, "I am planning to form a contract with Snowy today." As what she said before she left, she will form a contract with the snow wolf beast. The snow wolf beast is pretty strong and has lot

she muttered. "Indeed it is. So, what do you say we go celebrate your new job?" Frost asked showing an evil smirk. Chassy really thinks that this Frost is a mist. From the way he is to the way he would sneak in her room. She's not to doubt him, he is the mist.Chassy raised a brow at Frost. "You can't trick me. If I were you I'd just disappear," she said, taking her stuffs and walked away from Frost. But he followed her.

Shy in daily life, Frost's eyes darkened with long-suppressed desire for Dory, the girl who'd shared quiet lunches with him. "Three of us now," Jingle said, grinning wickedly. They repositioned her on the fur rug by the fire, Dory on her hands and knees, ass high. Santa claimed her pussy again, sliding in easy now, slick with cum. Jingle knelt before her, feeding her his cock, tasting of her own arousal. Frost, hesitant at first, lubed with spit and their mixed fluids, pressed against her ass. "You sure?" Frost whispered, hand stroking her back gently, human in his care.

So in their eyes, I was nothing more than a tool to be completely drained of worth. The storm felt as though it were freezing my organs solid, but I summoned the last of my strength, curled my fingers and pushed the car door open again. My stiff limbs gave way the moment I stepped out, and I fell hard into the snow. Hearing the noises from my end, Zachary scoffed, his sneer almost visible in his voice. "No way, are you trying to rupture the heating pipes again? You can't even bear to hurt a mouse, so why are you acting all scary now?

Tiny crystals of frost formed along the window frame. In his dream, Finn stood on a massive frozen lake. The sky above him glowed with swirling blue light. The ice beneath his feet stretched endlessly in every direction. A distant voice echoed softly across the frozen surface. “Awaken…” Finn blinked in confusion. “Hello?” The ice beneath him glowed brighter. “Awaken… heir of frost…” Outside the Cabin Jake stepped onto the porch. The frozen lake glowed faintly now, its surface alive with shifting patterns of pale blue light.

She continued, “Later, I returned to the Sullivan family. “Your grandfather was cold to me, but Quiana treated me well. She helped me study and taught me the manners of high society. “I was grateful, but at the same time, I was full of jealousy. I envied her beauty, her talent, and the fact that she could have Hayden. Most of all, all of this should have been mine. “Luckily, fate favored me. She got cancer, and I had a relationship with Hayden. I gave birth to you and became his wife. But then, the voice appeared again. “It said I was the main character of a tragic story. It said I would die because of Quiana and Hayden. I couldn’t just wait for it to happen. I couldn’t lose this brief, hard

"This is extinction-level cold." More people arrived. Some on foot, frostbitten and barely conscious. Others drove up to the last possible moment before their cars died. Maya directed them all inside, counted heads, tried to organize the chaos. Jessica arrived ten minutes later, helping Catherine through the entrance. The matriarch looked nothing like herself—no makeup, hair disheveled, expensive coat dusted with snow. She looked old. Fragile. Human. "I didn't believe it would happen this fast," Catherine said quietly. "I thought we had days."

] "End..." His stomach dropped. He flipped faster. Blank. Blank. Blank. Except the last page. [I'm pregnant. This is such good news. I think I've finally waited long enough. I've decided to give Sandro this wedding gift tomorrow. He'll be just as excited and surprised as I am.] He stared. Even his lips went pale. She'd written it that night—the night the Vaittis barged into her room, furious. And him? He'd been just as pissed, didn't even let her speak.

My mate, Ford, drowned on the day we were supposed to bond for life. But after my tears ran dry, I discovered that the man who really died was his twin brother, Aiden. Ford had stolen his identity, all to be with Kyra, the woman carrying his other child. "The pain she thinks she feels from our severed mate bond? It's an illusion. A little dark magic to keep her convinced I'm gone." I clung to the doorframe, my fingers digging into the wood. Ford's voice drifted from the room, each word a silver bullet straight to my soul.

Her throat burned. “Why don't you just stick to being mean to me… when I started to work here, at first I was so scared and thought it would be so hard but you were so thoughtful and kind to me and I… I thought we were friends…well,” she paused and chuckled sadly, “Maybe not really friends but I thought we were cool. I…” She halted abruptly and sniffed back the tears. “What am I doing right now…” She looked up. Jay was surprisingly calm. She waited for him to yell at her but no reaction. He didn't even look angry.