Frozen Frozen Fever Novels & Stories

She pulled over and said anxiously, "Sean suddenly fainted. It might be a severe immune rejection reaction. I need to rush back. You can take a taxi." I glanced at the dashboard. It was 3 AM. This was a remote elevated freeway. A taxi? Where would I get one? However, I said nothing and obediently got out of the car. Before I could even steady myself, Winnie hit the accelerator and drove off. The roar of the sports car ripped my heart apart. I clutched my chest, taking a long moment to recover from the ripping pain. Just as I had calmed down, the muffled sound of thunder rumbled from the sky. It was as if the heavens were displeased with my cowardice and were roaring in anger.

Freya asked again. “If you’re a germ, I’d rather get sick,” he said, pecking her forehead. Freya laughed. She sneezed while she was at it. “That was cheesy.” “Was it?” he asked. “That was probably mozzarella—a bland kind of cheese.” Freya laughed again. Was that supposed to be a joke? Still it was amusing to see a lighter side of Kenneth. Inner Devil: 'I'm emotionally devastated! Seriously? A fever? Couldn’t your immune system wait ten more minutes?!'

I squeezed her hand slightly, trying to ground myself as Amber administered an injection to calm her escalating fever. It took hours for Isabella's fever to finally begin to subside. Amber ran a few tests and examined her thoroughly. "Her high fever is due to a severe infection caused by an untreated cold. She might have been exposed to the rain for too long, which weakened her immune system. The cold escalated because it wasn’t addressed in time. Unfortunately, the strain on her body, along with dehydration and exhaustion, caused her to faint."

Rhea’s POV “Speak to me, baby.” I rushed, cupping her cheeks in my palms. “Please. Mummy’s here. Breathe.” I rocked her back and forth until my whole body shook like a leaf in a wild storm. “Help me. Help us.” The words tore from me, raw and unfiltered, a sound that did not feel like mine. Freye was having one of her episodes. “M… M… M…” Freye panted. Her breath thinned and thinned until it barely sounded like anything at all. Her eyes rolled up as if the world were scraping clean from her skull. Her skin was fever-hot. It felt like molten iron under my hands.

“She’s burning up one second, freezing the next. If we don’t figure this out—” “She’s not dying,” Victor interrupted, his tone sharp. “We’re not letting that happen.” I wasn’t so sure. The pain twisted through me again, a cruel reminder of just how bad this was. It wasn’t just fire in my veins—it was something else, something foreign, spreading like a slow, suffocating death. I lost track of time. Maybe hours passed. Maybe days. The fever made everything blur together, my body caught between burning heat and unbearable cold. Sometimes, I thought I heard my own ragged breathing; other times, I wasn’t sure if I was even breathing at all.

SARAH: (a⁠pproa​ching, touc​hing Ayan‌a’s forehead) “You feel warm. Le‌t me get th‌e thermometer.” [She return⁠s with the ther⁠mometer, takes AYANA’s t‍e‍mpe​rature. The reading ma⁠kes her⁠ freeze: 38‍.‍4 degr‍ee⁠s Celsius. F⁠ever. Af⁠ter eigh‍teen mo‍nths‌ of​ treatment, they know wh‍at feve​r means—possible infection, or wor‌s‍e. S‍A​RAH and AMON exc‍h​ange glan‌ces, immediate fear and familiarity.] ⁠S‌ARAH: “We need to call Dr. A​siim‍we. Now.”

I tried to move, but my body refused to obey. Then everything changed at once. Strong hands slid beneath me and lifted me up. The movement was agony; my back and my arm screamed together. “Too hot… the fever isn’t breaking,” the rumbling voice said. Before I could grasp what was happening, my body met icy water. I was plunged into a massive tub filled with chunks of ice and freezing water. The shock was primal; my lungs seized. The cold stabbed into my inflamed skin like knives, and the fever-burning wounds seemed to hiss beneath the ice.

She was down with a bad cold and a high fever. The high fever made Elaine feel as though she was burning all over and she felt that she was going to faint. However, she was still not allowed to lie on her bed. Instead, she could only curl up and shiver as she hid in the corner of the cell in the detention center. Elaine could not help but feel extremely cold because of her high fever. She trembled uncontrollably at this time. Elaine felt that she would not be able to hold on much longer. Therefore, she started to plead desperately, “Please, please have mercy on me. Could you please give me a quilt? I am so cold. I am really feeling very cold…”

All I need to do is to apply the necessary antidote for him… I hope alpha Fenrir can bring me the right magical herbs. “Kaldur, frostaður Ís, frysta líkamann.” (Cold, frozen Ice, freeze the body.) “Hey— not the head! Are you trying to suffocate him…!?” Fenrir’s daughter accidentally froze his whole body, including the head. “Growl…!” Fenrir’s daughter glared at me. “Huh? What is she trying to say?” I asked Restia. “She says it’s too difficult to suppress her magic on such a tiny thing.”

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,