Ice Dogs Book Novels & Stories

DR: good morning baby parents said you’re good to stay with me so cancel that hotel you booked i knew they wouldn’t mind they can’t wait to meet you I'm gonna be on the ice for awhile today so if i don’t text until tonight that’s why love you DY: :( morning i woke up and forgot for a split second that I'm home rolled over for my morning hug to an empty bed this sucks so bad i’ll cancel now… and wait…what do you mean meet me? i’ve met your parents already…did they forget T__T

’ She lifts her head from her lap, her eyes trained on the scene happening in front of us. It was a clip of Ice appearing in front of her, his sword slashing left and right as he saved her from a horde of rabid wolves that had descended upon her in the dark parts of the Fae forest. Once all of the wolves have been slain, Ice turns around and flashes Rieka a dazzling smile, to which she rolls her eyes at, before turning and walking away from him.

Even from this distance, I could feel the chill emanating from those ancient stones, a stark reminder of the harsh world I was entering. The Ice Wolves were legendary among our kind, known for their fierce independence and mastery over the cold. Unlike other packs, they were said to draw their power directly from the frozen landscape they called home. Rumors spoke of their ability to blend seamlessly with the snow, to summon blizzards with a howl, and to traverse glaciers that would spell death for any other wolf.

Surely the King doesn’t have one,’ Ayla thought before the horses started moving fast. The ice wolves scared Ayla badly, and she was still shaken. She had never seen an ice wolf before, but she had read about them. Back in Myrthana, she was allowed to visit the Royal Library—the only luxury she had ever been permitted. Ayla loved to read and learn about everything. In “Beasts from the Uzhor Continent,” she learned about ice wolves—they were much larger and stronger than any other type of wolf. Only the warg was more vicious than the ice wolf. Equipped with a powerful jaw, an ice wolf could kill an ice bison or a buffalo in less than a minute.

I’m beginning to realize I didn’t even know the meaning of the word until now. My paws, paws, can you believe it!? splash through the ice of a frozen creek, but I carry on without a care in the world. After all, wolves don’t have to worry about silly things like frostbite – I even have fur between my toes! I can hear everything too! I can hear the distant pounding of Sinclair’s feet, the low calls of owls flying overhead, and even mice and rabbits burrowing in the ground beneath my feet, with all their clicks and tiny squeaks. Then there are the smells – who knew water had a smell! Sinclair’s smell is more familiar, but it’s doing things to this form which are nothing short of scandalous. Th

Watching them depart, Samuel breathed a sigh of relief. On the cable car going down the mountain, Hilda was holding her two dogs. Since Nathan was not home and Luna had to go to school, Hilda had picked up Snowball, who went up the mountain with her and Bubbles. Bubbles was afraid of the cold, so it was dressed in a thick coat, it's large body curled up and shivering in Connie's arms. Meanwhile, Snowball was not afraid of the cold at all and excitedly ran around 'naked' with its tongue out.

Ice shouted, and before he could have landed a blow on me, I immediately stepped sideways to avoid his fists. Due to Ice’s interference, I couldn’t proceed with what was supposed to happen right after that kid named Snow came to save me from that forest. I couldn’t see his face clearly, but one thing is for sure: he’s as white as snow, and even his body temperature was literally cold. I feel like there was some sort of connection between the two of us back then, but my memories just won’t cooperate with me. "H-hmm?" I tilted my head slightly to the left to pretend that I wasn’t thinking of anything.

His breath made small white clouds in the cold air. "You came," Adrian said softly. His voice was warm and close. "Sophia told me you were down here," Ethan said with a small smile. "Shouldn't you rest your shoulder?" "My shoulder is fine. My mind is just loud," Adrian murmured. He opened the small wooden door to the ice. He held out his hand to Ethan. "Come out here with me." Ethan hesitated. He looked down at his normal leather boots. "Adrian, I don't have skates. I will mess up the ice."

The owner of the motel, a kind lady helped arrange a burial site for her body and dropped Dukia off at an orphanage. At the orphanage, she met Mrs. Chen, the matron who became a mother figure to her. Mrs. Chen loved her like she was her own daughter, though she had no children of her own. Mrs. Chen ensured that Dukia got an education, even up to College level. By the time she was back to the present, her gown was soaked with her tears. Standing, she went to take a shower. Little by little, walls of ice had formed around her heart. She vowed to take her revenge on every single person who had ever caused her family pain.

SKY’S POV Sleep stopped coming easily that week, the accumulated weight of photographs and messages and a growing list of suspects kept my mind too busy to settle no matter how exhausted my body felt by the time I finally gave up and turned off the lights. I lay awake one night longer than usual, staring at the ceiling, and somewhere in that stretched, unproductive quiet, my mind wandered somewhere I hadn’t let it go in years. I was eight years old, standing on a driveway in late autumn, my father’s voice carrying across the yard in the particular tone he used only for hockey.