Novel & Cerita Ice Age Fanfiction

Even if David was heading forward at his full speed in the four-dimensional space, it would still take a long time for him to arrive. As David made his way to the Central Sacred Continent, inside a forbidden place in the Iridescent Sect… The world was white on the bottom floor of the ice cavern and there were extremely cold and strong winds there. Everything around was formed by ice that was more than 10 thousand years old. All creatures below Eternal Realm would be turned into ice sculptures in an instant as soon as they stepped foot inside. Celeste was sitting cross-legged at that moment. A thick layer of frost had formed on her body.

The mountain air was turning from biting cold to a lethal, bone-deep freeze as the sun dipped behind the jagged peaks. Back at the base camp, the fire was crackling, but the atmosphere was pure ice. Liam’s knuckles were white where they bunched Kai’s jacket. He didn't care about the "Captain" persona anymore; he didn't care about the Eagles' scouts watching. All he saw was the empty space where the person he loved and the person he thought was his best friend should be standing.

He wasn’t used to rejection that wasn’t fueled by fear or strategy. This one had been… clean. And somehow, that made him want her more. He hated that. On the ice, he could dominate. He could control outcomes, crush opponents, bend narratives to his will. But Sheila Feint? She was untouched territory. And for the first time in a long time, the Ice King was losing control of the game.

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.

The tundra's frost seemed to seep into the very marrow of my bones that night. I paced the balcony of the Silvercrest Citadel, staring out at the frozen jagged peaks of the Kingdom of Valeria. Sleep was a ghost I couldn't catch. My mind was a chaotic storm of ice and doubt, centered entirely on one wolf: Collins Parker.

I hit my head in frustration on the wall, screaming so hard. I took my bag and walked out of the pitch down to the school gate as the cab driver drove the car down the street. “LANE 4,” I said quietly as I closed my eyes while the driver rode through the estate. I opened the door and walked up to my room. Nobody was home yet, including Newton. I kicked off my shoes angrily, lay down on the bed and began to write in my secret diary. I might be a nerd girl oncampus, but in real life, I am the brain behind the ICEQUEEN; the story every students reads and waits for the next episode to satisfy their pleasure on campus with their lovers.

Turned into ice sculptures mid-leap. It hit the Frost Giant. The massive machine slowed, its joints grinding, frost covering its sensors. But the effort was killing her. Jack saw cracks forming on her skin. She was becoming ice. "No!" Jack roared. He ignored the pain. He ignored the broken ribs. He ran to her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind. His burning, cursed body pressed against her freezing one. "Together," Jack whispered into her ear. "Fire and Ice." The Curse in his arm reacted to the Titan Heart. The black fire mixed with the blue light.

Prologue Many people believe that I am the luckiest of the Ice Academy's girls. Everyone believes I won the lottery because my boyfriend is the heir to the Ice Academy, where I study. I'm Ayisha Duffel, and I'm 18 years old. A first-year student at the Ice Academy. A major in hotel and restaurant management. I'm an orphan and a scholar at the academy. I'm the luckiest and unluckiest person in our school, but others think I'm lucky because Kian Thayre Ice, the sole heir of the Ice Academy, became my boyfriend.

Surely someone will give me the message. Ryan kisses the huge dragon's head, and starts walking, leaving the beach, heading towards the woods. “We're a long way from where we fought the rogues” – Ice says. - Yes, much further south. There shouldn't be much more forest to go, until we reach some human city. "What are you going to do?" - Ice asks. - Maybe camping near the end of the forest, or try to find a job in the city and stay there. Ice Whimper. He didn't like the idea of ​​going to the city. Among humans, he wasn't going to be able to run free in the woods.

No longer worried about my safety, I ignored the cracking of ice that I heard under me. Wanting to save my best friend, I wiped away the light layer of snow on the ice. Moving around on the ice, I continued to brush away the dusting of snow. After what felt like an eternity, I screamed when I found her face pressed against the ice, as she was pounding on it with her tiny fists.