Ice Age Buck Without Eye Patch Novels & Stories

"Everyone, look! This is the legendary fortress. It's hilarious. Anyone who didn't know better would think some monster was being locked inside." The livestream comments were full of people mocking me. I stared at the phone screen and smiled coldly. "Laugh now. We'll see whether you can still laugh in a few days." - The day when the world would end had finally arrived. That night, the atmosphere felt so heavy it seemed almost frozen. I dressed the whole family in Kevlar vests. I even made the golden retriever wear a muzzle to keep its nose from freezing off. Hayden wore a heavy cold-weather suit, a helmet, and an oxygen bag. With no choice, he sat on the sofa and stayed up with me.

My eyes burned, but I forced the tears down. Not here. Not now. Not in front of them. As I reached for the last thing—a puck near Jessica’s foot—I saw her pick up a hockey ball instead, raising it with a cruel grin. “Let’s see how fast she reacts,” she said. No. No. No. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Jessica, don’t—please—” She didn’t listen. She pulled her arm back— And the ball flew at me. Fast. Hard. Cold.

he said, the threat clear. "My career?" I barked a laugh, my fangs beginning to ache, pushing against my gums. The urge to claim what was mine was fighting with the cold logic I needed to survive. "I am the Ice Reaper. The fans don't care who I date. They care that I win." "They care about the curse, Horace!" Azriel shouted, finally losing his cool. "You paraded a blonde girl in front of the world. Your mother is sitting here trembling because she knows what the pack did to women like her then.

Hence the only solution was to rid the earth of such a plague and I swore to do just that even if it's the last thing I do **** _______________________________________________________________________________ *** Meanwhile, in the Astral plane *** Xander and his dad can be seen riding on something that looks like a fusion of a camel and a mole. It was exactly like a camel but had the face of a mole with it's nose having all those feelers. The air can be seen to wave due to the scorching heat. While his Dad looks unfazed by the ride, it's clear that Xander had had enough of it.............. Xander's POV~

And then he was there, close enough that I could see the flecks of gold in his brown eyes and count the number of buttons on his shirt—three, all undone, revealing just enough chest to suggest that the gym membership was being put to good use. "Thought I owed you a drink," he said, offering a glass with a lime slice perched perfectly on the rim like a tiny green flag of surrender. "Thanks." I accepted the drink, grateful for something to do with my hands, and took a tentative sip. Not too strong—vodka soda, clean and safe, the kind of drink that wouldn't impair my judgment too quickly.

Only the lights in the depths of the creature’s eyes lingered, intensifying for just a moment before finally flickering out. “Fucking nightmare bullshit!” “You okay, man?” Eric scrabbled at his eyelids, trying to scrape away the frost sealing them. A sea of white replaced the black, leaving his vision fuzzy. Jake had to get right in his face before the hazel eyes and green ski mask upgraded from multicolored blob status. Eric shook his head, clearing it enough to make out the finer details of the bleached trees stretching over their heads. He grunted before getting up, nose tingling with the scent of wintergreen from a dead branch on the ground.

EZRA'S POV The footage had been running for about what? Forty minutes before I realized I was yet to blink. I reached up quickly and pressed two fingers against my right eye, just to confirm if I could still blink. I didn't want things going wrong when I was this close to my goals. Luckily for me, I could still blink so I looked back at the screen. Ice Princes Of Hell. To be very honest, the name was ridiculous. What were they trying to do? Intimidate their rivals before putting on a show?

"The bear mask stayed on, but my pants came down in the dark, and I let a nameless, faceless stranger break every straight rule I’ve ever lived by." I’m the captain of the hockey team, a total expert at keeping my cool on the ice, and a master at ignoring Kyler—the ridiculous flawless golden boy who is currently dating my twin sister. Honestly, it takes a lot of willpower not to smirk when he plays the perfect gentleman at family dinners. I always knew a pretty boy like him had to be hiding a wicked streak, but I never expected to find a dark side of my own first. It started after a brutal game when my temper was burning way too hot. The team's mascot offered a delightfully dirty w

The splashing scalding water soaked them, and within seconds, their drenched clothes turned into rigid iron plates of ice, locking them in place like statues. The bald leader rolled on the ground, leaving streaks of blood in the snow. His sanity snapped under the agonizing pain, and his scalded eye locked onto Ronnie with a deadly glare. Standing behind the door, I held the megaphone and feigned an innocent, surprised tone. "Oh, Ronnie! I thought you said he's supposed to be a powerful, awakened man with superpowers! Why is he so scared of a little bathwater, or did you feed him the wrong info to set him up for a fall?

The morning of the qualifier dawned bright and cold. Elias stood in front of his mirror, adjusting the final details of his competition outfit. The black costume with silver accents fit perfectly, the fabric hugging his lean frame while allowing full movement. He flexed his left arm carefully, no cast, just a light support wrap underneath the sleeve. The pain was still there, a dull reminder, but it was manageable. He took a deep breath, staring at his reflection. Today was the day. No more practice. No more excuses. Everything he had worked for came down to the next few hours.