Frozen Frozen Fever Novels & Stories

"This is not simple frost. This is witchcraft." "How would you know?" Lukas muttered from the floor, still rubbing his throat after what had happened earlier. "Because I read, Lukas, not just growl," I shot back without looking at him. "There was a record in my mother’s library about the northern clans, Rowan. The curse called Frozen Breath. If you use fire against it, you only speed it up. The flesh will crack from the heat." I knelt beside the sentry. My hands trembled, but I took a deep breath.

The Thaw On the roof of the Apex Suites, the air suddenly shimmered. The "Feral Four" watched in awe as the helipad began to glow. A pillar of white light erupted from the center of the roof, surrounding Elara’s frozen form. The black ice didn't shatter—it began to sublimate, turning directly from solid to gas in a beautiful, ethereal mist. "She's melting!" Cole shouted, shielding his eyes. Zane stepped forward, his sapphire arm glowing with a soft, steady pulse. He acted as the ground, catching the excess heat and siphoning it into the city's power grid to prevent the building from exploding.

Her sister would warn her and that is exactly what she was following. She returned home late that evening and was surprise to see her sister in the room lying on the mat. She was shocked and moved closer to her. “Anti mi, what is wrong with you?” she asked her and saw tears on her sister’s face. “I think I have malaria.” She said to her sister and Ashabi check her temperature by putting her hand on her forehead. “You don’t have a high temperature,” She said to her and she nodded and explained to her sister that it might just be stress

Frost coated the surface of their cryogenic chambers, swirling in the air like mist. Xavier’s fingers twitched. His eyelashes, covered in ice crystals, trembled before fluttering open. As consciousness flooded back, only one name surfaced in his mind. “Starla!” Xavier’s eyes snapped open. Instinctively, he called out her name. He tried to sit up, but the mechanical arms held him firmly in place. Beyond the transparent barrier, holographic monitors displayed two trembling lines of vital signs. A team of young doctors worked quickly, fine-tuning the thawing parameters.

Beginning of thaw Pain An emotion better described by feeling than words. But what he felt was not pain. It was numbness. A numbness that froze whatever was left of him . Froze his brain to even command his body a single action to move. Froze his body to even move a muscle. And when he had accepted his fate and predicted his end. When his whole life had flashbacked in front of his eyes and come to a dead end. An external force came

The Next Day – At The Hide-Out It was 4:30 AM, and it was a marathon for Lucas and Aurora. The libidinous Aurora had longed for that day right from the first day she met Kelvin but he resisted her. When she observed that the blindfolded and masked-up Kelvin was complying with her moves she untied him for maximum satisfaction. What Aurora was not aware of was that the sex-starved twenty-one-year-old Lucas, who had the same features as Kelvin, was having sex for the first time in his life and was not pleased with the experience, which would remain indelible in his mind. He frowned inwardly but pretended to be cooperating, just to save his life.

The marsh beyond the hollow walls stirred as if holding its breath. She felt everything. Rowan’s fury. Lucien’s hunger. Her own rising storm. She lifted her hands—fire and frost blazing in perfect symmetry. The marsh answered. Roots erupted through the floor in long, twisting spears. Fire burst from her palms in a column of gold, but frost intertwined with it—blue-white veins snapping through the flames like ice lightning. Wolves howled as frost sealed their paws to the stone, while the fire seared the air around them.

By the time the heavy oak door of the tower clicked shut, I could not stand. My legs turned to water. The world tilted, and the stone floor rushed up to meet me. But I did not hit the ground. Darius caught me. He lifted me as if I weighed nothing at all. He laid me on the big bed, but the velvet blankets felt like sheets of ice against my skin. “Aria,” he whispered. I could not answer. The fever hit me like a physical blow. It was not a normal fever that makes you warm. It was a silver fever. It made me feel like I was being eaten from the inside by tiny, cold teeth.

I died shivering in that forgotten walk-in freezer, the cold swallowing me whole. It was only after death claimed me that the truth finally surfaced. Chloe had changed the setting from 14°F to -58°F. The phone I could have used to call for help froze and died with me. Afterward, my soul lingered, tethered to the shadows of my three brothers. For three endless days, I watched them hover around Chloe's hospital bed, as if she were the true victim clinging to life.

He had no energy to do so. Freya kept on using the cold clothes over his body until the water turned completely hot, she touched his forehead and sighed when she felt his fever a little better but he still was extremely hot, she huffed in annoyance when he again kicked the blanket away from his body not letting the blanket provide him the needed warmth.