Novel & Cerita Ice Age Fanfiction

‘Bastard… where’s my daughter’ Ivory said with difficulty as she glared daggers at Keya and her fiancée Adger. ‘Oh that bitch, she’s in a high grade torturing cell and when she’s ten, am gonna sell her in a low class brothel’. Keya said smiling innocently. Ivory gasped angrily and she used her remaining strength to launch an attack on Keya but unfortunately Adger used ice element to throw her away and she flew like a piece of rag.

"I didn't do this just to hurt him. I did it to prove to myself that I could walk into your world and not get swallowed whole. I wanted to see if 'flavor' could actually hold its own against 'substance.'" Julian studied her for a long beat, his gray eyes searching Tiffany’s face as if he were reading a complex blueprint. "And?" Julian asked softly. "What have you concluded?" Tiffany leaned back, a small, knowing smile returning to her lips. "I think the Ice King might be more of a vanilla latte fan than he lets on." Julian didn't look away. He didn't scoff. He just nodded slowly, a dark, curious light gleaming in his eyes. "Well," Julian murmured, "it seems we both have secrets, Miss Everhar

Her voice was restrained but a few more vibrato closer to a shrill. I laughed. I couldn't help thinking how it'll be nice to actually be friends with August just so I can tease her all the time. "I'm kidding!" I said, waving as I walked away. On a Wednesday at lunch break, the students of the Academy of Chevaliers de la Roine witnessed August Keller, the smartest, fiercest, un-tauntable Ice Bitch finally say yes to a date with the notable Casanova and heart-breaker– me, Henry Hughes. An unlikely match, met with the scowling face of Gwen, the death glare of Dove and the conspicuous staring of the rest who are wondering, how long this one will last.

She closed her eyes, and when they opened again, she knew they now shone that pale silver blue. The Collector bent down and reached a bony, rotten hand toward her. Vanessa shot a hand out and wrapped it around his putrid ankle. Ice flowed through her fingertips, cementing his foot in place. The ice spread up his leg and Vanessa saw his milky, dead eyes go wide. He tried to pull away from her, but it was too late. The ice consumed him. He released one last strangled cry and the ice overtook his face, sealing him in a shimmering blue. His frozen expression was one of absolute terror, and it gave Vanessa a momentary feeling of satisfaction. She took advantage of the spare moment to ditch her el

The cool cedar fragrance turned ferociously aggressive. He clung to me like a drowning man to a lifeline, refusing to let me pull away by even an inch. I could feel the hunger and greed in his blood, thrashing against its restraints. His ice-cold fingers dug into my shoulder, too hard, leaving bruises. My phone flashed from the seat crack. I caught a new reply: "Oh right — heads up: male incubi in a state of intoxication or injury become EXTREMELY intense. They may lose all rational control. Enjoy."

I explained to him, even though it would seem kind of meaningless. Alpha Siege shook his head. "You made an agreement with Lucas? That you'll be staying there for the rest of your life?" he inquired with such a frustrated look. "You know that he's not related to you in any way, right?" I nodded my head obediently. "Even so, he was the one who took great care of Ice, my first lover in the real world." I smiled. He deeply glared at me, and a few seconds later, his eye color changed. "Ice? So, is that the man you're going for since I rejected you once?" He groaned with his eyebrows furrowed.

As I stared at the untouchable Ice King willingly breaking himself into pieces just to lay the world at my feet, a terrifying truth finally settled in my heart. This was never just a fake deal. And God help me, I was completely falling for him.

"Now I have to find the bastard who impregnated her and ran away. She wouldn't have moved away if it weren't for him. As soon as I return from my honeymoon, I will do some proper investigations on the guy." I nodded. "I will help you find him when you return." We turned toward the house, but Chris stopped and looked at me. "So, have you thought about my request?" I sighed and ran my hand through my hair before I answered. "Yes, I've thought about it, but I will play for one season." "Excellent!" He patted my back and walked away. I shook my head and walked toward the refreshment table to refill my glass when I found Nymeria pouring juice into a small pink bottle.

“You are failing beautifully.” “I figured.” I looked out the window again, watching the highway signs flash past. Albany was still ahead, somewhere beyond the dark. Amelia was there, or wanted us to think she was. Victor might be there too. My parents’ past waited there. Jaxon’s sister. Evelyn’s lies. Richard Kane’s unfinished war. Everything waited at a rink. It was not surprising. My life always returned to ice. “I am not leaving,” I said. Jaxon went silent for a beat. “I know.”

“You gonna answer that?” Alicia stared at the screen for a second before declining the call. “No.” And for once, she meant it. No more mysteries. No more chasing ghosts. Aiden suddenly looked up from his cereal. “Can we go ice skating today?” Alex groaned dramatically. “Your mother is terrible at ice skating.” “I heard that,” Alicia said. “You nearly broke my arm last year.” “You deserved it.” Aiden laughed so hard milk nearly came out of his nose. The sound filled the kitchen completely.