Ice Creatures Novels & Stories

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

SARAH The stadium lights were so bright they made the falling snow look like glitter. Loud. Blinding. Electric. And somehow… I was still invisible in all of it. The crowd roared as Henry skated past center ice, slicing through defenders like he owned the entire rink. Of course he did—Captain, golden boy, the school’s pride, the Blake everyone wanted to take pictures with. “Henry! Henry! Henry!” Their voices shook the dome, echoing off the frosted glass.

“You don’t tremble like the others.” “Should I?” she whispered. “No.” His answer came too quickly. Too firm. He looked away, like he had revealed something he didn’t intend to. Then he handed her a small velvet box. Elara blinked. “What’s this?” “Open it.” Inside was a thin silver bracelet with a tiny flame symbol carved into it. “It’s a tracking cuff,” he said. “But it will never hurt you unless you break the rules.” Elara hesitated. “Does every slave get one?”

Living, undeniable proof of her statement walked through the door. Xander Hale. He didn't just walk. He strode in with the kind of confidence that made it impossible not to look. He didn't bother glancing at the teacher, the chattering students, or anyone else in the room. No, Xander freaking Hale acted like the entire world existed on his terms. And maybe it did.

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."

Four towering figures, silent and still. They were Ice Golems, ancient constructs carved from the oldest glacier in the valley. Each stood nearly three meters tall, shaped like noble warriors frozen in time. Behind their crystalline helms burned twin sapphiric lights, unblinking and alive with unnatural awareness. A low, throbbing hum filled the corridor, the sound of their hearts, the sound of ancient power that never slept. “We can’t fight them,” Orion whispered, his sharp eyes analyzing every inch of the constructs. “They’re immune to physical damage. Their cores are linked directly to Valerius. One wrong move, and he’ll know we’re here.”

Alpha Henrico asked further. One of the elders of council step backwards and spoke with one of the servants who went back outside but return inside after three minutes with something that looks like a cage but one could not fathom it because, it was covered with clothes. "Unveil it!" The elder ordered, the servants obeyed. He unveiled it and every one of them stands on their feet in shock with their eyes flying out of their socket. What sort of creatures is that? "This creatures are so many in Iceland pack and has been killing everyone. It sucks the blood of his victim until he or she dropped dead."

Four asked. "Danger ahead." Ren said sure of himself. He already locked on to what the beast was talking about. "Danger that we will like. Something to help with your cultivation Two." Up ahead a little lizard that looked like little Raptors moved around. They were eating the carcass of a much bigger one. Most likely their parent. Over to the side was an Ice Giant. It was covered in scars and missing half its body from the fight. Covered in thick fur with a club made of ice attached to its arm.

Doors would slam shut on their own, and I would hear whispers in the hallways. One night, I saw a figure standing in my bedroom doorway. It was a woman with long, flowing hair and a white dress that seemed to glow in the dark. She beckoned me to follow her, and I felt an inexplicable pull to do so. I followed her through the house, and she led me to a secret room deep in the basement. Inside, I found a mysterious artifact that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. It was then that I realized the truth: I was living in a house that was a portal to the spirit world.

She still didn’t have a complete picture but they were starting to feel familiar… Her eyes snapped open at the sound of Sasha’s scream. She saw, in their pale light, a four-armed ice creature towering above him. Sasha had somehow managed to block, with only his Everlite crystal, the creature’s wicked-looking kukri blade that had come down in a chop.