Ice Creatures Novels & Stories

-"I sensed something amiss among the guests, which I was tracking, but our little encounter had driven me off course. Your energy is different from everyone else and gave me the same feeling. I thought, perhaps, the uneasiness I felt was just centuries of rivalry between us." -"Excuse me? I don't think I quite follow what you just said." Caroline questions as confused as I am. -"You know, Beatrice is an ice creature, and I am a fire one. It's in our DNA to fight one another, just like ...hmm... werewolves and vampires." He explains. -"That still doesn't explain how you found them." My father became protective all of a sudden. Does he think Omar tracked me down because he wanted to mate me? L

It calmed me, which I detested. The part of me that wanted to lean back into it was something I detested. Elric crouched close to the icy creek and murmured, "Here." As if illuminated from below, the ice glowed dimly. "It's here." The fragment. buried beneath the ice. But the woods moved as he reached down. The birds dispersed. Branches broke. The snow then burst into flames. RICO’S POV They came from beneath — wolves, but not wolves. Their eyes burned with sickly green light, and their jaws dripped black ichor instead of saliva. Corrupted. Shard-touched.

I couldn't help the shiver that ran down my body. I didn't want to kill anything. "But some creatures are good, right?" I asked, nervous. "Every creature can be good or evil. Just like with humans, they have their freedom to choose." "Got it." But it was creepy. At least a dozen make-believe creatures were enclosed in glass, on pedestals, or standing around the room. Something called a locanis looked like a werewolf. There was also a little sprite, a massive troll, a black unicorn, and an enormous dragon.

They gave birth to powerful witches who in turn created powerful covens. By the turn of the new millennium, other creatures had appeared. Created by other forces. Werewolves hunted alongside vampires in the night. The Fae, the most mysterious of all creatures resided in the dense forests within their fairy rings or in the still waters of the lakes and ponds in the forms of water nymphs. Gnomes and leprechauns set up home in the hills and wetlands. Other creatures which once roamed the world a plenty were becoming extinct. Creatures such as dragons and unicorns each were hunted to extinction for the magical healing qualities.

"The Well... it's not just a location. It's a pulse. And it’s screaming." As we began the trek across the ice, the silence of the Tundra was broken by a sound that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. It wasn't the wind. It was a rhythmic, metallic thrumming that seemed to come from beneath our feet. "Contact!" Kael barked, his claws sliding out. Out of the swirling snow emerged a pack of creatures I had never seen in the archives. They looked like wolves, but their flesh was made of translucent ice, and their eyes were pits of that same grey Void energy Silas had used.

It felt like standing at the edge of a frozen lake. Beautiful and Terrifying. One wrong step, and everything could shatter. “Don’t hope too much, Toby,” I whispered into the darkness. My heart ignored me. It already has.

The creature crawled around on its belly, dragging its slender form around the table and shaking off icy crystals with every movement. Gods, it looked so fragile. Now that its tail had unfurled, she could see it was bigger, or at least longer, than she had initially thought, but even then, it was scarcely as long as her arm from fingertip to elbow including the flexible tail now swiping from left to right. Its scales were so small she could hardly tell where each individual one began and ended, all of them an almost translucent blue-tinged white that shimmered under the torchlight’s flickering illumination. There was a shifting light underneath them, too, that reminded her of a frozen waterf

Henry gulped down the breath he was about to exhale, feeling his mouth becoming dry, the creatures were there, under them, they looked exactly like the ice queen described them, similar build to that of human children, swimming smoothly with the streamlining of a fish, their hands and feet were enlarged, the long-clawed fingers were not separated and instead joined with thin layers of skin, turning the deadly weapon like hands and feet into peddles as well. Their looks, however, were not what made the human king’s heart shiver, it was their numbers, there were thousands of them, tens of thousands, swirling around the ships, sensing the intruding presence but not attacking them. “Why aren’t t