Novelas y relatos de Froslass

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

All wolves deserves a pack and was granted a pack title by the Alpha, no matter how dark a status the pack may have. It is possible to say they're pursuers from the dark packs. I squint my eyes but as I force myself to look further, my vision began to turn blurry. The moment my head felt light, my body follows weakly falling down. The happening was so fast it's almost too scary. In the midst of losing consciousness, I still witnessed the way the carriage doors opened before a man with white long hair and peculiar purple eyes stares at me with a smirk. "It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra."

The group became curious about this transparent coffin and approached to examine it more closely. Lisa stood on the side closer to the extreme cold, and as she approached, she cried out in alarm. "Wow, it's so cold! I'm about to freeze solid!" She possessed a water-element Sky Dragon bloodline, giving her natural elemental affinity and resistance to water and ice. Yet now, she could not withstand the cold emanating from this transparent coffin, which showed just how powerful it was! Chase flicked his fingers repeatedly, sending several streams of light that struck near the transparent coffin.

Helios is now wearing gold armor that matches his golden helmet with feather-like figure designs on each side. Fraise, being the first daughter of the river god, Cephissus, and the nymph Lyriope, was impossibly beautiful like her brother, Narcissus, who's already deceased. Especially now that her true identity was already revealed, she is now able to use her charm to manipulate enemies. Being Narcissus' sibling explains why Fraise adores her beauty and self that much more than anything. Raiden, on the other hand, is the son of Athena—the goddess of wisdom—without a father at all. He can be defined as a perfect example of Athena in a man's body. Fraise's appearance changed into a more captiva

After we annihilate the freshly cooked meat, Frost excuses himself to wash up, while Kian and Malix head out to stretch their limbs. I leave them to it and follow Frost to the water. If he senses that I’m behind him, he doesn’t show it. He walks to the edge of the stream, and the sunlight shining off the crystal clear water reflects fractals of white light on his golden skin. I watch from behind a tree as he steps into the shallows, then wades deeper, where he vanishes beneath the surface and immediately reemerges on his knees. His hands swipe his pale hair back from his face, then he starts splashing water on his body, washing himself clean.

A cold white mist spread rapidly, and within moments, the temperature plummeted to negative fifty degrees. I screamed desperately for help, but no one answered. At first, I could still hear faint voices outside the door, but my pleas were met with nothing but indifference. "Alpha Kenneth ordered you to reflect on your actions, Luna Irene. Please don’t make things difficult for us.” "Just open the door! The freezer powered back on. It’s too cold and dark in here. Get the pack's healer now!” However, nobody responded outside. They had all left. I wrapped my arms around myself and searched for anything to keep warm.

It was the figure standing in the shadows, just beyond the altar’s reach. Asha’s breath caught in her throat. The figure was tall and imposing, draped in flowing robes of dark fabric that shimmered with an otherworldly glow. The face was hidden beneath a hood, but the presence of the figure was unmistakable. It was a spirit—a manifestation of the Frostkin's ancestors.

"Can I ask a practical question? If Maya goes back to January 15th, how does she survive the freeze? The whole point was she wasn't prepared then. She'd be trapped in the apocalypse with no shelter." "Future Maya said the device brings you back after twenty-four hours," Maya said. "You'd have to survive one day of the freeze, then you return to present." "Survive how? Where?" Maya realized she didn't know. Future Maya hadn't specified. "I'd have to secure shelter quickly. Maybe One World Trade Center itself—it survived the freeze." "So the plan is: go back, find Victor, kill him, then hide in his building for twenty-four hours hoping you don't freeze to death." Jessica's voice was flat. "Tha

Dried completely I dressed myself. “I will give you happiness,” Frost asserted, and I smiled at him. “Are there female Frost warriors?” I inquired. Shaking his head slowly he said with a playful smile, “You can be the first but you will have to fight and win Boris.” Cooking my eyebrow I asked curiously who Boris was. Frost climbed out of the river chuckling. After he dressed he leaned his face before mine and I could see the stubble on his chin. “Boris is my pet polar bear,” he said and I snorted while I laughed but then paused.