Glaceon Novels & Stories

Ability-Blaze(unlocked), Iron fist(Unlocked) Move set - Ancient Power, Earth Power, Fire Spin, Heat Wave, Iron Head, Fire Fang, Metal Sound, Iron Defense, Crunch, Lava Plume, Flamethrower, Fire Blast, Flame Charge, Stone Edge, Rock Smash, Bulldoze, Rock Slide, Flash Cannon, Stealth Rock, Protect, Hyper Beam, Magma Storm. Ability - Flashfire(Unlocked), Flame Body(Unlocked).

Beside her stood Ivander Gale, the Wind Seeker, his calm demeanor betraying the hurricane-like powers he could summon at will. To Elysia's right was Raiden Stormcaller, a master of lightning and thunder, whose electric presence crackled with power. The lightning tattoos on his arms seemed to pulse, hinting at the destructive energy he could unleash. Standing next to Raiden was Mira Watersong, known for her water-based abilities and the tranquil aura she carried—deceptively so, for she could flood a battlefield in moments.

"Wow. How old are you?" "I'm eighteen." I replied. "I should have known." He murmured, and I turned on the horse to look at him. "What do you mean, you should have known?" I asked. He looked down at me, and our eyes met. Our eyes had met several times in this very long night, but this time it was stronger, more synergic than other times. His electric blue eyes seemed to capture my stormy grey ones and hold on to it, and I could feel myself almost melting in his gaze.

Simon's alleged mate; Morgana. I wondered where she had come from . "Help!." I cried pushing my hands out to both of them . They both laughed. It dawned on me, Amelia had tricked me. Morgana belonged to the winter light pack. They controlled the weather , as well as snow . They all had white hairs like Morgana's. The fragile ice was no accident. Morgana had placed me here intentionally. Lifting her two fingers, she whispered something inaudible into her hands and pointed them at the freezing water. The water grew three times chillier than it already was. "Please!." I cried, stretching my hands towards them.

Adonis was nowhere in sight, which was a small blessing—she wasn’t ready to explain where she had been, or why. Once inside her room, Lisa locked the door and sank into the chair at her desk. She pulled out the vial, holding it up to the light. The liquid inside shimmered with a strange, almost otherworldly glow. This was part of the antidote, but it was far from enough. Without the rest, Ace’s fate was still in the balance.

The mystique power shot past Yik and dissipated behind him, leaving nothing but rumbling sounds. "Amazing!" Logan regarded Yik with intrigue. "The lord of Wolfort City gifted me this Cambrian Python. It can cleave anything and everything in the universe. Godtools have souls, and the soul of this Godtool is a mystique beast known as Cambrian Fish that can use water-type moves. Chrysopoeia Graders will be weakened against this. Armed with this Godtool and above this vast ocean, I have the advantage. Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Even I didn't even know that I could be this extreme but I guess pain brings out a person’s real character. “Have you ever been pierced with silver stakes before?” I ask and he nods in the negative. “Good, now I am going to turn Diego’s healing power against him. The more he heals, the more the silver will cause more damage to him. That should teach him a lesson not to mess with a pregnant wolf, we can get very protective and ferocious” As I turn my attention back to Enzo, he has a proud look on his face and I know exactly what is going on in his mind.

When my opponent faints, in less than 6 seconds, I drop his body to the ground and look at the fascinated head warrior. Well, I see you've had good teachers. Who trained you, and where did you learn that? I've been training with the leaders of the River Ash Pack since I was six years old. They trained me and the Alpha's son together. This blow I just did, I learned from a Portuguese werewolf I met. He called it "Mataleão," which means "lion kill." - You have to explain that blow to us. - It will be my pleasure. - I answered him.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

Does that mean he knows exactly what I am? “Can someone fill me in? What the hell am I missing?” Jayan asks, looking from Mosley to me. “Mos is a Glacilyte.” Asad offers. Of course, the blood Fae knows and understands what the ice elemental is. But does he know what his being a Glacilyte means for someone like me? I bet the answer is no. “What's a Glasislyte?” Jay asks. “It's Glacilyte. And it means an ice elemental who is also a werewolf,” Olyon replies from behind us. “Does that bother you, sweetheart?”