Ice Age Novels Novels & Stories

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is not affiliated with any institutions mentioned in the chapters. This book contains spoilers for book 1: Reclaim the Ice Crown. *** “Can we take a break?” Arth asked, interrupting Maester Irvine from explaining the history of Stone Glacier Ruins. He had his chin rested on his palm, legs bouncing involuntarily under the table. Then he yawned.

“Yeah. Coming.” As I step off the ice, I glance toward the entrance of the rink, the same one she used to walk through after school, clutching her skates to her chest like they were made of glass. I don’t know why I think of her now. Maybe because the ice is quiet. Maybe because I’m tired. Maybe because some ghosts never really leave. I grab my bag and head to the locker room, shaking off the thought. Silver Ridge is small, sure. But not small enough for old memories to walk back into my life. At least… that’s what I think. For now.

Epic of Ice Dragon: Reborn as an Ice Dragon with a System: The Story of a young adult man who died buried in an avalanche and was suddenly given wishes based on his last desires, suddenly reincarnating in a Norse mythology-inspired cultivation world as an Ice Dragon with a System! Epic of Summoner: Supreme Summoner System in the Apocalypse: The Story of a young web novelist who is suddenly thrown into an interdimensional apocalypse but given a powerful System that lets him summon his novel characters to aid him!

I tried to recall but nothing flashed through my memory. Curiosity got the best of me and I went further to investigate. I heard light snores and in seconds, I saw a body on the floor. The person was sound asleep. "It's a girl," I made my assumption after seeing the long trail of hair. I placed my hands on my waist. "What's a girl doing in a place like this? What if there was a scorpion or a snake? How would she defend herself?" I looked around. There was a school bag, some geometry textbooks, a study guide... Wait, these pink shoes... Frosty?

(Paige’s POV) A burst of movement tears me past the last sweep of willow branches - then, stillness. There it sits. Exactly like the book said. A squat structure made of stone, buried halfway beneath the ground. This is the icehouse. The thick wood door slants open, just enough. From that gap spills breathless cold, sharp and sudden against the skin.

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

I yell out as I place my bag beside my bed The doorknob quickly twists before revealing my my mom's face as well as my little sister, Isabella. I haven't seen much of her lately. She's usually hanging out with her friends or our aunt Carolina. "I made you some cookies" my mom says as she walks over to me and places the plate of cookies in my lap "I know that you didn't come in here just to give me a plate of cookies" I say as Isabella climbs onto my bed and sits beside me "You're right, are you getting used to being back?" She asks genuinely as I hand Isabella a cookie "If you ignore the fact that Chadley and Ava are making it their goal to humiliate me, the new girl is making me emotionally

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.

They again kissed and Nick tore her flimsy night gown in pieces together with her panties. When Miranda tried to resist,he kissed her hungrily. He again tried to penetrate her but she struggled a bit while whining like a little puppy. He pinned her down and she couldn't even move her hands. He then went into her, slowly. He set a slow pace and after some minutes, Miranda adapted and relaxed. She started out letting heavy pants as Nick increased his pace and was soon screaming on top of her voice when he started slamming into her like a mad man. Her screams turned into cries. She begged him to stop but he still continue, she started struggling because he was now hurting her but Nick was not o

“You know how your fire burns? Burns to a crisp? And ice is meant to freeze? Ice fire does two things. Not only does it instantly freeze upon contact, it melts way faster than lava” Kieran scoffed in disbelief. “See for yourself” she gestured to the battle below them. Snow still had his body protected and he was making a beeline for that throne and so was Agira. He slid beneath one of the creatures freezing it with barely a touch, and shot his leg back crumbling what was once life. He punched another and there was a lot of seeable cold air. Snow’s fist had passed through the creature and first the arm fell off and the body slowly crumbled before him, and it was nothing more than a worthless