Human Jack Frost Novels & Stories

Antonio said in a hard and serious tone. "So you are worried?" Frost smirked at him. "Yes." Antonio honestly answered her. "Don't worry. I am not weak as you think I am." "It's not that I think you are weak but because it's really dangerous out there." "Oh." Frost only replied. She then walked in front of Antonio. She raised her right hand, and her hands started glowing. After a second, there was an ice dagger floating on top of her hand. Frost didn't stop there, she casually stepped backward and made a big wolf out of ice. Only slightly smaller than the snow wolf beast. The snow wolf beast which was almost taller than Frost.

His jaw made his face appear like it had been chiseled to give him that unique beauty that he undeniably possessed. Frost put his hands behind him and eyed the fountain. She gasped when his eyes went completely white while he focused on the fountain. She heard slight rumbling sounds and turned around to detect the source. The water was no longer flowing and after a while of splashing around, a small ball of water formed at the center of the room and extensions from where its limb supposedly was sprouted into arms and legs made solely of water, like the rest of it and she remembered more things she missed the people of water for, their unique water powers and the beauty they could do with it

The crazy guy just dressed down Frost like he’s a damn college professor. Frost inclines his head. “Point taken.” Crazy Harry shoves his hands in the pockets of his pants and levels his gaze on me. His eyes are a surprisingly pale blue, and they pierce right through me, like he can see inside me. Now that I’m getting a better look at him, he appears a little younger than I guessed at before, though his outfit still makes him look a bit like a California surfer boy gone to seed in his New Mexico retirement.

The wind howled through the narrow, snow-choked streets of Snowridge, as if warning anyone who dared to venture out into the deadly storm. Asha Frostheart, her face partially hidden beneath a fur-lined cloak, moved swiftly through the thick snowfall, her white wolf companion, Ghost, at her side. The blizzard's icy bite pierced through her layers of clothing, but her focus remained unbroken.

His eyes remained focused on the car that was beginning to disappear from view. "It turns out what people said was true. The famous Monster Jack has reappeared." Freddy stood near Jack with his hands in his pants pockets. Those who didn’t know Freddy would think that he was just a nice guy with no airs about him, wearing glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. A true bookworm. “I guess the beautiful Elena managed to bring out the dark side of the prince from the fairy tale, huh?” Brad replied, then chuckled. Brad himself acknowledged Jack's fighting skills. Even someone like David Foster, who had almost become the joint chief of staff, could be easily defeated by Jack, let alone someone l

"Alpha Jensen was too dangerous to be let kept alive. The outcome of a war would have been uncertain. But now—" The alpha fell silent when he noticed his white-haired man was staring at Tanja and then at Saint. "Jack," Liam said warily. "What is the matter?" Harper silently studied the white-haired man. He was more slim and lean than the werewolves but probably as tall as Saint. Every single inch of his skin was flawless and pale. She reminded him of an older version of Jack Frost in the animated movie. His power was ice-based, and he was a frost wyvern-shifter. Harper had never met one of those before. Still, she knew dragon-shifters were powerful, which meant a wyvern-shifter probably was

Dave warned his little sister, walking away. "I'd never allow Loki to treat me like that." She whispered walking to her room. Needing a drink, Lucas headed to a bar in Lunari lands, Lucas was on his 3rd whiskey. His eyes burning into his drink, as if it would burst into flames at his will. Anyone who walked by and looked at him, could see the gears in his head turning, and left him alone, aside from one wolf, a ghost wolf from his past and present, left him alone.

He smirked She began working on him and for the first time, she saw him close his eyes with his mouth wide open in pleasure. "Do you like that?" He grabbed her and pinned her inserting himself into her. "Do you like this?!" he groaned. "Zaylee how are you?" a voice rang from the other end of the call. "Am okay Jazz" "Did it work out?" "Ye, but I don't think..." "Stop Zaylee" jazz yelled "I don't appreciate your negativity" "It's just that...." "No matter how tough he seems to be he will meltdown just a little longer you will have him fully"

“I thought...I thought that thing was…” “It almost got me.” He whispered. “That’s why I had to leave my armor behind. I couldn’t contact you guys because I lost the radio during the fall.” Jack said grimly. “The only thing that I have right now is this handgun. You shouldn’t have come here Nathalia. Skyr shouldn’t have let you come.” It was the first time since I have met him that he actually looked afraid. “Is that a metahuman?” “Yes.” He confirmed. “But that thing is the worst there is. It’s the first time that I have met one with three species. I guess another one of their experiments.”

The sun was already setting, and there were a lot of people gathered, celebrating the upcoming Christmas, and I couldn't help but smile. "I don't want to be here," Jack grumbled, and I rolled my eyes. "Loosen up! Let's have fun." With that, I grabbed Jack's hand and led him to a booth where we could play games and win prizes. "Seriously?" Jack asked with an eyebrow raised, and I pointed my finger to the large yellow Stuart the Minion sitting on a bench.