Frozen 3 Novels & Stories

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

It was replaced by a upbeat, corporate jingle—a bright, synthesized melody that sounded like it belonged in a commercial for insurance. **"Thank you for playing the 'Real World' Experience!"** a cheery, pre-recorded voice boomed from the sky. **"You’ve reached the end of your trial period. To continue your journey with Kaima and Rowan, please select a payment method. Your progress will be saved!"** --- ### The Frozen World The world stopped. A woman across the street was caught mid-stride, one foot hanging in the air. A cup of coffee that had been falling from a businessman’s hand was suspended in the air, the liquid frozen in a perfect, brown arc.

I really hope my son is alright. "Vida ,put this on any dress you wear , it's a tracking device.In three days I will get you out of there"Kingston said "Kingston five days.I need to make sure my baby is safe"I replied "Three days Vida.Who knows what he will do to you"Kingston replied "I will miss you K-b"I said and Kingston released a sad smile before pulling me into a hug

Milo found himself in the frozen forest before Althea and the wolf once again, but for once, this visit was entirely intentional. The wolf raised his head first and Milo nodded in respect to the beast, but when Milo’s eyes shifted to Althea her body remained motionless. She was still kneeling and her body was upright, but her eyes were shut and frost had gathered heavily across her lashes. His stomach lurched as he thought about poor old Bernie and how Milo had not even noticed because he had left his body in such a life-like position, not unlike Althea’s was now.

Using the ‘third key’ magic, Restia moves Felix’s body out from the crater just before Dómr lands. But the moment Dómr’s front paw touches the ground— KA-CHING! “……!?” —the surroundings are frozen into ice. If we weren’t hiding behind the broken ice shield— we would have dragged along within. Felix, Asha and Pearl— were frozen. “…Is this what you’ve learnt after all these years?” “!” Dómr suddenly spoke. And it seems, he’s talking to them. “How do you expect weaklings like you protect your master…?” He uttered.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the zombie skills, Three Thousand Crying Ghosts’ Punch and Frozen for Nine Days!" 'Three Thousand Crying Ghosts’ Punch?' 'Frozen for Nine Days?' Lucas' stunning face put on an excited expression. 'Ain't they made just for Biggy and Scarlet? 'A person has to do good deeds. Kind people will end up being bullied by others, but god will show them mercy. On the other hand, evil people will end up being feared by others but not god.' Lucas looked up at the Three Thousand Crying Ghosts’ Punch and Frozen for Nine Days.

Lily leaned against him, her small body trembling, the dog’s warm fur pressed against her side. At the bottom, the doors opened into a vast underground chamber. The walls were smooth, reinforced concrete, lit by cold blue emergency lights that cast long shadows across the floor. Rows of cryo pods lined the space, most of them empty, their glass surfaces dark and lifeless. One pod was active, its internal lights glowing a soft, eerie green. Inside floated a woman, preserved in suspension, her face peaceful, her dark hair drifting gently in the cryogenic fluid like seaweed in a frozen sea.

I moved to the second pod. My mother. Her hair drifted in the fluid like a halo. Her hands were pressed against the glass as if she had been trying to reach out when the freeze hit. "Wake them up," I said. My voice cracked. Ben moved to the console. "Initiating thaw sequence. Caution: Post-cryogenic disorientation is common. They might be confused." "Just do it." Steam hissed from the base of the pods. The amber fluid began to drain. The heavy locking mechanisms clicked open—one, two, three.

Slowly, traveling down, taking its time. A small smile curled her lips. Before she knew it, she already raised her hands, her palms stretched to scoop some snow-like drops. However, the moment she touched the tip of it, a cold shiver ran down to her spine, just as bluish water appearing from her hands, the snowdrops melting instantly. That’s not all. If it’s fast to melt, it’s even faster to freeze on r again, for it became a frozen film that numbed the part it touched. “There is a myth, Zephaniah,” Dark started walking back and forth, patting his staff on the ground. The more he did so, the more the snow dropped.

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.