Frozen Fright Syndrome Novels & Stories

I rush back immediately to her after making a call. Her legs and palms are suddenly turning to cold and blue and it’s scaring me to the hell. I have seen a body as cold as the ice and I never want to see anything as cold as that in my whole life. I am so much obsessed with that cold body that I don’t even used to eat any frozen things and not even walk in the cold and frozen snow.

The suddenness of his reaction sent a shiver down my spine, filling me with a sense of fear. Desperate to snap him out of his nightmare, I called out his name repeatedly, but he remained trapped under his subconscious. His body trembled with the intensity of his emotions, and I could see the trace of sweat glistening on his brow. It was clear that whatever he was experiencing in his dream was causing him great distress.

The thin sheet of ice that was his lips bent a single micron. "He fears the cold. Below freezing, his connection to others' pheromones is briefly severed. Cut his communications on the battlefield, and he is left with nothing but himself." "So the old bones fear the cold." Rex dumped the eggs back into the pan. The motion was rough. Egg splattered out. The stove flame kissed it into scorched stars. He grinned. "Then freeze him to death." Silas ignored the grin. His ash pheromones condensed at his fingertips. An almost invisible layer of frost. Barely perceptible in the morning light.

But I can't. My body is frozen. Paralyzed by a fear so deep it feels like it's wrapped around my bones, constricting with each passing second. My muscles have turned to stone, my blood to ice in my veins. I can't even scream. The sound is trapped in my throat, a prisoner of terror. All I can do is stare as death charges straight at me in the form of fangs and fury, a nightmare made flesh and bone and murderous intent. This is it. This is the end.

All of my earlier planning evaded me when the overwhelming terror ripped through my soul like a hot dagger. No, no, no... This could not be happening. My body was reacting to the crushing weight of horror. I was no longer struggling, not even a little, I was not moving, I was frozen in place. My body had chosen neither fight nor flight; it had chosen to freeze. I had been in horrendous situations during my stay in this accursed place, but this was different and far worse.

It was cold—frigid, even—and it was slowly but steadily freezing her heart and other vital organs. In his mind, Danial searched the vast repository of knowledge from his inheritance and found the explanation: Miss Kirk possessed a rare condition known as the Frostborn Physique. This was no ordinary affliction—it was a unique and powerful physique that caused the body to continuously generate frost energy whenever she cultivated. The Frostborn Physique grew stronger with each cultivation session, making it increasingly difficult to control and maintain the frost energy. Left unchecked, this energy could potentially freeze her from the inside out, a slow and painful process that could ultimate

She tightened her hold on him, gripping tight as though he was her lifeline. "I don't want to hurt you, Freya." He confessed, his voice breaking with the weight of his fear. He feared that a little reaction from him would hurt her so bad, and everything would have no meaning anymore. Freya stared at him, her head spinning with different scenarios and possibilities. His increasing distress was making her unable to think. She suddenly pushed him down and straddled him when he began to thrash restlessly. He began to claw at his own skin, tearing off his clothes, pulling his hair. Lord, that was when she understood the real meaning of fear.

"What happened, Freya? What's wrong?" I parted my lips, but no words came. Instead, a violent tremor seized my body, my limbs jerking and twitching beyond my control. Panic flared in Rafe's gaze. His eyes widened in terror. *** *Rafe* "Freya! Freya?!" I struggled to comprehend what was happening to this innocent human. Freya had never mentioned feeling unwell, yet here she was, quaking like a leaf in a storm, her complexion ashen and her eyes glazed with unspeakable terror.

Fear paralyzes me, my hands shake, fear crawls down my spine like an icy spider and shoots through me, soaking into all my blood vessels. I forget to breathe, I had escaped this man, what is he doing here, my brain goes into overdrive as I try to come back to reality, his hand tightens on my arms and my legs wobble, I feel as if someone had drenched me with very cold water, my scalp prickles and I realize that I'm swaying, I might pass out.

Holding her tightly,she found that she was cold all over and her body was trembling. "Yuri?" He called her again. She didn't respond. Instead, she struggled hard. Fremingo suddenly remembered that she was afraid of darkness, which was more serious than he had expected. What on earth had she experienced that caused such a huge aftereffect. "don't be afraid. It's me." Fremingo pressed her head against his chest. Yuri couldn't get rid of him. Her head was pressed against a strong chest. She was so anxious that she opened her mouth and bit it hard.