Fox Frozen Novels & Stories

ZARA Felix drains a full can of soda in one long gulp, like he hasn’t had a drink in hours. He sets the empty can on the coffee table and straightens his back a little. Then he lets out a slow breath. “Okay… I’m definitely not asleep anymore. And I’m not talking to ghosts.” “Talking to ghosts?” I ask. I lift an eyebrow and watch him closely. “You don’t want to know.” He runs his hand through his hair, rough and restless. “My head’s messed up lately. My wolf… it’s trying to talk to me, but not in a normal way.”

But the afternoon stretched ahead empty, full of thoughts she didn't want to process and Elena was stubborn enough to outlast any deflection Raven could manufacture. "Fine," she said. "Thai. But I'm warning you: I'm genuinely boring today." "You're never boring," Elena replied. "You're just consistently unwilling to let anyone get close enough to prove it." They were downstairs eating when the world shifted. Raven felt it first as a change in air pressure. Then as a scent that made her stomach drop and her wolf—the part of her she'd buried seven years ago—suddenly, violently awake. Cedar. Leather. Smoke.

she whispered, but the wolf simply opened one insulted blue eye and let out a sigh that sent the snow in front of his mouth flying wildly around them. “I wish I had your faith,” she whispered. “Do you think he will come tonight? I can feel him drawing nearer, but the cold is deeper now. It almost reached my bones. I fear it will soon be too late.” The wolf opened both blue eyes this time and whined. “Do not worry, I will use what last strength I have to return your mate to you. Perhaps Milo and I will not live to keep you in this plane, but that does not mean you can’t be together.”

He was very fit and muscular like the rest of us. “Sorry again Alphas, I swear I’ll be quiet.” He said looking excited as he began walking to the chair by our mates bed. “We will be right back we are just going to grab some late lunch, if anything changes link me immediately.” Felix began to disappear into the hall. “It’s okay man, thanks for watching her will be right back. Want anything?” I watched my friend deep in thought for a moment before he answered. “If they have any of those chicken pot pies I would love one, it’s so cold out today. There is gonna be a winter storm soon I can feel it.” He looked outside the window inspecting the weather.

Then everything froze. Literally. Ice exploded through the corridor. Walls. Floor. Ceiling. Everything. The temperature plummeted. The rogues stopped moving. Unable to breathe. Unable to think. Unable to escape. A terrifying silence followed. Then— A voice. Cold. Deadly. Familiar. “Touch her again.” The words echoed like a death sentence. The rogues slowly turned. And immediately regretted it. Froz White Fang stood at the end of the corridor. Blue eyes glowing.

Extra shelter. But the Frost Wolf is not just a winter storm. It is a creature of darkness and ice. A force of nature. Unstoppable. "We need a plan," my mother says. "The Keeper said the Frost Wolf feeds on fear. The more afraid we are, the stronger it becomes." "Then we need to be fearless." I look at my wolves. "We will not fear the cold. We will not fear the dark. We will not fear the Frost Wolf. We will face it. We will fight it. And we will win."

Crash! I stood over the fractured ice once more and swung the axe with every last ounce of strength. I hadn’t removed the camera from my helmet. Immediately realizing what I was doing, Luna screeched, "Sophie, are you crazy?!" I ignored her, continuing to raise my numb arms and swing them down, mechanically repeating the motions until… Crack! With a sharp crack, the ice split completely apart, exposing the heating pipe underneath. Taking aim, I lifted the axe high—

Sean rushed away to grab some water while I pulled off my blazer and wrapped it around Sofia. "What did she drink?" I turned to Justin who scowled at me. "Just some Margarita's," Justin answered grimly. "Liar, a couple of margaritas won't do that," I spotted. "What did you gave her?" "I feel so sleepy," Sofia mumbled. "Can I sleep here?" "No, let's get you home first, okay?" I said calmly though I was anything but calm at the moment. Can a couple of margaritas really do that?

She is known as a playgirl and rumours say that she can sleep with anyone just to accomplish his task. FROST ALEXENDER Name: Frost Surname: Alexender Age: 27 Species: Vampire Height: 6'2 Speciality: Able to see in future Relationship Status: Unknown Character: Calm, polite, quiet, strong, brave, charming, loyal, resourceful, kind.

"I'm—I'm sorry Sam. I know you tried to save him with all your might. But I, I was just . . . really furious right now!" "That's why we should stop blaming each other. We have a enemy to interrogate and to kill." Malco led the way with Alexander, Mel of the fey clan, Jason with Sam supporting in his shoulders behind him. They reached the dungeon where the the person was being chained with silver bane. A painful and very sharp weapon created by the Werewolf faction. This time he pulled the trigger and raised the gun in their enemy face. "Where is Alexandra?!" Alexander demanded as he dug the gun in his wound, causing the person to shriek in pain. But after a minute he began laughing and spat