روايات وقصص ضمن Harry Potter Fanfiction Ice King

’ *** Under everyone’s gaze nearby, The Great Icebound Spell that Alex had activated instantly froze the old monk. Brr! The old monk’s body turned into an ice sculpture under the extreme cold. He then cracked open. Finally, he shattered on the ground into dust. “Sir, you’re so awesome! “Sir, I knew it. How could this old fart be a match for you?” Hermione ran over, looking flattered. Yes. Now she had made up her mind to ride on Alex’s coattails tightly. Frostine looked at Hermione, puzzled. She could not figure it out at all. What strange event had happened between the two of them?

he replied, his eyes gleaming with ambition. Without warning, Lord Varnaak unleashed a wave of illusions, making it seem as though the king was surrounded by multiple versions of himself. King Radia, caught off guard, stumbled back, his powerful blows swinging wildly but hitting nothing. Lord Varnaak seized the opportunity, conjuring a shard of ice that glinted in the torchlight. The king, unaware of his weakness, didn't react in time as the shard pierced his side. He stumbled, his strength waning as the cold spread through his veins.

It hit him square on the chest; The lycan was sent flying into a tree that was some distance away. "Ice cage," Xylia's dad muttered, his hands outstretched in the lycan monarch's direction. Immediately, ice appeared on the ground spreading fast to where Kyle was. The ice soon covered him entirely and the wizard king created seven ice cages, placing them atop each other and then sealing it with ice chains. Any low-ranked creature would have died if they were in this situation but King Kyle wasn't called crazy for no reason. "You bastard. You'll pay for this,"

Sue me but I liked women that didn't take shit from anyone. "My job, Mr. Madox, is to escort you to your house and give you a map so you can find your way to the ice ring in the evening. That's it. And for that, you don't need to know my name or any other information about me. Are we clear?" Now my lips stretched into a somewhat evil smirk of their own will. "But princess, that's boring don't you think?" "I don't care what you think of my plan. That's the way things are going to be, if you don't like it I can call one of the guys to show you the way to your house. And maybe you should do your homework better Nathaniel then you'd know my name."

Icarus said, reaching to his inkstand. The king sighed, looking every inch of his old age. "Your choosing begins in the next month, you must put a stop to your reclusion and accommodate them." The king looked at him with tired eyes. "One of them would be the next queen to the ice kingdom." After that, he departed the office, leaving Icarus to burn a hole through the door he exited. The door opened again and the witch walked through. After a little curtsy she knotted her hands before her and looked around the office, everywhere but at him.

*If only I could get the chance to see his face closer and not through the sanctuary of my room or far across the ballroom. Emily is so lucky, he thought, the words echoing with a quiet ache. His sister would be down there right now, shining under the lights, sitting across from the man everyone feared and desired. Alexander King Costello. The Ice King. The one whose name alone could shift the balance of power in any room. Aiden had only caught glimpses before, enough to know the rumors didn’t do him justice. Those deep blue eyes, the slicked back hair with those rebellious strands, the presence that made the air feel thicker.