Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Ice King

he looks at Felicia. “ I have no use for you anymore and so first I would destroy Roland and then take it over with a new system of government and that foolish boyfriend of yours for making a mockery of me. I will kill him after I have killed you and I would reign as supreme king over the world." "And you think this will play the way you want it", The princess narrow her eyes as she gazes fearlessly and she heard a voice in her head, I will help you control your magic and so repeat after me, Felicia began to enchant magical words "hear me oh god of ice and frost, I call on you the one in the secret that dance in the midst of the sea, the snow that falls in the middle of the rain, yield to my

'Except you! I quickly move to the kitchen to take the ice cubes. King always needs ice in his wine or blood, so the other Royals. I took a large jug and filled it with ice cubes. I turn around and walk back. I smoothen my dress while walking, this is getting messy and from where this green stain came? It's not looking nice! "WATCH OUT!" I immediately look up as I hear King's loud voice but all I see is nothing. Instead, I feel a huge body covering me completely and two broad arms holding my head and back.

"Who are you, and what do you want with my daughter." "We are Altundrals." One of them replies. The king throws his head back, laughing as he says. "You are not from Altundral I know each and every one of my people. Who are you, and what do you want with my daughter?" None of them answers as they all look at each other the king walks over to the nearest man. He towers over him, looking down at him. I watch in awe as the king holds out his hands an icy blue light swirls around the room stopping before the man in front of him, the man turns into an ice statue in front of our eyes. The remaining five men all look terrified as the king asks them.

She didn't want to catch his attention by screaming out loud. Only after a few moments, Katherine's mind started working again and her rationality kicked back in. Maybe because of the gore all around, his appearance seemed much scarier than it actually was. Most likely he had frozen this person from the beginning and now only let him splinter. Was he one of the ice mages of the Icelands? Still, that was a frightening performance. A show of power. But to whom? Who exactly was he? When Hazel felt the sword and arm around her disappear, she didn't even get to open her eyes. A relieved sound escaped her, then she fell down unconsciousness.

His back hit the wall with a loud thud, and he just stayed there, staring at the floor. I frowned. “What the hell is wrong with you?” My voice came out softer than I wanted. I quickly hardened it. “Get out of my rink.” His shoulders started to shake, and I flinched when I saw a tear slipped down his cheek. He was crying. The untouchable Ice King was standing in my locker room, breaking apart right in front of me. What the fuck was I supposed to do with that? The burning anger in my chest twisted into confusion. My brain screamed at me to walk away, but my feet stayed rooted to the floor. I didn’t want to deal with his shit, but seeing him so vulnerable like this, twisted something ugly insid

[ Scarlett POV ] I stayed on the ice for a while after he left. Not drilling. Just skating. Slow, easy laps, the kind where your body moves on its own and your brain does what it wants. The rink was completely empty and completely quiet and the ice was already starting to pick up the marks from our footwork, small cuts in the surface that caught the light at certain angles. She was someone who got hurt. Because I didn't do enough to stop it. He'd said it like he'd been carrying it for a long time. Like the weight of it had shaped the way he stood.

I looked up, my breath catching in my throat. Alexander stood in the doorway. He had finally showered, his dark hair still damp, and he wore a clean black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his muscular forearms. His face was still pale from the poison and blood loss, and a clean white bandage peeked out from the side of his shirt, but his dominant, powerful presence completely filled the room. The Ice King was fully recovered, and his stormy gray eyes were fixed entirely on the three of us. "Daddy!" Leo and Julian screamed together, letting go of my coat to rush toward him.

One of the elders, James, adjusted his robe as he stood up, “Alpha, about the banquet that's coming up tomorrow, we heard you've invited the Lycan king. Don't you think that's dangerous?” Kaiden raised his brows, “What do you mean?” James swallowed and said, “Alpha, you must have heard some rumors about the Lycan king, Lord Duncan. People say he's extremely dangerous, and he has the looks of a demon. They say he kills in seconds, and he's extremely skilled while fighting. His name alone instills fear in the heart of people. Do you want to invite such kind of a person to the banquet? What if everyone gets frightened to death!” his voice was laced with fear as he stared at Kaiden.

Her Brain moving to various dimensions, she had no idea, she remembered the dream clearly that King Cassian Von Vendela was the king of Hagrid, father of Rhysand Von Vendela, the man who named her Amren, who Feyre had a night with. The vampire King who led the men to destroy Orlock, now Orlock has developed quite well over time, but Hagrid was flourishing in every aspect. Then, Amren thought of something that made her smirk as a ridiculous idea popped up in her head: "Rhysand....You might be there"