Frozone Quote Novels & Stories

" Think, Caleb. Crack it open." The trail markers had been covered in ice.I had been wearing my heavy red winter coat. The memory expanded, and I had heard deep cursing from the bushes.The wind was blowing hard, and Eliot twisted his ankle on the trail. “Your hands are freezing,” Eliot had whispered. “Then warm them up,” I had muttered. It wasn't a polite request. It was a challenge. A dare. I was Caleb Foster. I didn't lose games, and I didn't back down from things I wanted. And looking at him right then, flushed and shivering in my passenger seat, I wanted him.

Let me go. - Let go? - the second fox says. – You will make us rich. Why should we let you go? “Zog, we are in trouble” – Lucifron says, by minddlink “They are foxes. Good things don't come from them.” One of the men picks up the phone and photographs Lucifron. - I have nothing against you. I hope whoever buys you treats you well. - Will you sell me? - Lucifron asks, incredulously.

Jire said as Lois chuckled. "Is it me that say you should be a bad boy??? Don't go and do something better with ur life be there changing girl like boxer" She said as He looked teary eyed. He stared at Ashley who wasn't even talking and then back at me. "Kimee baby how farrrr" He said as I choked on my chicken . He looked like he wanted to cry, Dera quickly said something. "I'm Deraline, I'm new in Frost Academy , I don't think I've seen u anywhere" He raised an eyebrow at her.

I finished for him, “you’re buying dinner.” “Dinner?” He grinned. “You mean breakfast in bed.” “Keep dreaming.” He laughed, even now, bleeding, filthy, surrounded by horror. I loved him for it. The last of the undead shuddered, then froze, literally froze, as Sophie unleashed one final burst of frost. The courtyard went silent except for the crackle of ice and the echo of breathing. Ronan dropped his weapon and leaned into me, forehead to mine. “Remind me to never get chained up again.”

"The council meetings are draining you." Zoran doesn't respond, as he couldn't find the words to explain the pressure of being the shield of Frostpine. Instead, he just buries his head in her shoulder, and continues inhaling her scent. He moved his lips lower, slowly kissing the spot where he marked her, and his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of her neck.

Social media would love this kind of spectacle. Dr. Frost's gaze darted between Oscar and Zoe, disbelief and anger flickering visibly across his weathered face.Then his expression hardened into something unshakeable and firm. "That's enough!" he said loudly and firmly, his voice echoing clearly across the open space around them. He clasped his hands deliberately behind his back, standing tall and straight, every inch the authority figure he needed to be. Zoe burst into mocking laughter, throwing her head back slightly and shaking her shoulders as she turned theatrically toward Oscar. "Heard that?" she sneered, her voice dripping with false amusement. "He lost his temper. You scared now, huh?

AZEL WHITMORE POV "Our street musical circle is a complete flop because your guitar picking didn't pull a single heavy pouch of vouchers from these broke mountain commoners, Nyra!" Zinnia Frost snaps, her foot kicking a loose pebble across the dirty cobblestones of the central plaza. Her wolf snout wrinkles with intense disgust as her eyes glare down into our team's pitiful wooden donation container. "My profile ran three full miles under the hot sun to gather this crowd, but my belly is still completely empty because your high-court music only attracted fifty copper coins. How is our squad supposed to purchase thick meat slices for our cooking pot tonight with this trash?"

He cocked his head at me as he chewed and stuck out his tongue at me like a child. "Back to business," he said after a moment of me pouting. "You worry about the meeting," Frank said, "I will worry about finding this traitor amongst us. I'm even surprised that Frozan hasn't come yet. We have an army," Damon said in a low voice. "Let them come; they will leave in body bags.”

This Gorban-imported constant-temperature freezer door could operate normally in environments as cold as -58°F. Martin seriously thought I was a fool. "Stop pretending," I said, my voice turning cold. "You have ten seconds to open the door. Don't forget that you're still live-streaming. If Ms. Jameson sees online that her lifeline was completely destroyed because of you, do you think you'll live to see tomorrow? "I'm giving you ten seconds. Open the door now! Ten… Nine…" I began the countdown as my frozen finger rested on the flare gun's trigger.

Frost was bewildered by her action and the way Ziana's face lit up. 'What did she find cute in my sentence?' Frost mentally queried. "What's wrong with you?" Frost finally couldn't take it and blurted out her confusion. "Nothing. I just really found it cute when you said you trust your skills." "What's cute in that?" "It's cute because it shows how confident you are of yourself." Frost stared at her for a moment before she mumbled an, "Okay." Her pair of phoenix eyes suddenly glinted and she turned her head towards the west. She stood up which caught the attention of the three.