Romans & histoires Ice Age Novels

he and Andre return to Hyeri while Daniel slips on his shoes. “It was good seeing you, Ian. I'm guessing you aren’t here for the whole summer?” god, he fucking wishes. “no, i leave saturday” Daniel extends the same fist he always extends to Andre with a smile "I'll see you at school then” Dylan smiles, bumping his fist with a soft laugh, “See ya!” his eyes immediately find Andre on the ice and his chest aches a little. Is it possible to slow down time?When they get home to drop Hyeri off, Andre leans across the center console to kiss his cheek, “let me change out of sweaty clothes. I'll be right back.”

"I will never believe another word that comes out of his mouth. Not a single breath. The past few days were just a bad dream on the ice, and now I'm waking up to the freezing reality." "Collins, you're shaking so hard the kitchen tiles are rattling." "I am fine, Patricia. The snow just melted in my hands outside the transit pavilion, and I realized I could melt glaciers with my bare skin but I couldn't warm a single corner of Ada Lube's frozen heart."

Through the heavy insulation, a horrific, low-pitched screaming sound was echoing—the sound of the real, unmitigated atmospheric nitrogen storm clawing at the concrete foundations of their sanctuary. ​Her golden finger timeline ledger flared with total, absolute clarity. In her past life, this specific sub-zero freeze had locked the entire continent in an unbreakable sheet of glacial ice for three months, forcing the remaining local factions into a brutal, primitive war for survival over coal repositories, insulated clothing, and medical supplies. To stabilize the region's atmosphere and stop the freeze from turning the basin into a permanent dead zone, they had to leave the safety of the b

But the image of Elias dancing, loose, confident, beautiful, refused to leave his head. The ice was cracking faster now. And Jax wasn’t sure how much longer he could pretend it was solid beneath his feet.

I didn't want to involve another person in my lies and thought it best to arrange to go somewhere else. " I wanted to go shopping, I need to buy new notebooks for the next semester at the University. What do you think of us meeting at the food court and having a coffee?” " I loved the suggestion, I need to distract myself " she agreed, looking a little more like the excited Julia I knew. " Shall we call Cecília too? What do you think?” " Cecília traveled for work. Taking advantage of recess at the University, she accepted a job abroad.” " Wow, what a wonderful thing! And where did she travel?”

ZANE’S POV The rink was my sanctuary, the only place where the world’s noise dulled to a low hum. My skates carved the ice, each stride a desperate bid to outrun the chaos in my head. The Blizzard’s practice facility echoed with the sharp crack of pucks and the shouts of teammates, but I barely heard them. My mind was a storm—Lila Harper’s hazel eyes, her defiant mouth, the way she’d shuddered under me last night.

That much I was sure of, but nobody tried to physically hurt me. Alex was kind enough to bring me a television and some of my favourite books. It was meant to be a good gift, but I sat on the bed alone watching as my arch nemesis took the title I had been working for my entire life. I knew I would be able to return after I had the baby, and if I worked really hard, I would have one more shot at the title, but something told me I was never going back to ice skating.

Stolen. The ice cave is a jagged scar in the glacier’s flank, its entrance half-buried under drifts. I dig with bare hands, the cold searing my fingertips raw. Inside, the walls glisten like the throat of some primordial creature, veins of cobalt and iron ore threading through the ice. Lira huddles in the deepest recess, her body swallowed by a nest of mangy pelts. Fox, maybe. Wolf. Discards. “Viktor?” Her voice is a moth’s wing, brittle and fraying.

The descent into the Deep-Frost felt less like a journey and more like a fall from grace. The transport hummed with a strained, high-pitched frequency as we dove into the sub-glacial canyons beyond the First City. Here, the air was so cold it didn't just bite; it attempted to crystallize the very breath in our lungs. Outside the reinforced viewports, the indigo quartz of the city had given way to "Elder-Ice"—a substance so ancient it was blacker than the void, translucent only when the transport's floodlights caught the frozen remains of leviathans trapped within its depths.

21 - Operation Ice Age Great Elder Zhu Wei’s pocket dimension had completely turned into a white world, like those lands in the desolate north that were blanketed by ice and snow, covered by gloom and silence, and filled with a raging tempest of pure yin qi. Inside, everything was frozen. The plants, the ground, the air... and the people.