Ice God Novels & Stories

"That thing on the ice-wave isn't a wolf. Our sensors are redlining. It’s a walking vacuum." "The Tide-Caller," Audrey said, standing up with a wince. "He wants the child." "Then he’s got to go through the Boiler-Guard first," Vane replied. She raised her brass arm, and a flare of red phosphorus signaled the ranks below. "Load the Silver-Oil! If it can't be bled, we’ll melt it!" The Tide-Caller did not wait. He descended from the peak of the black ice not as a man, but as a cascading avalanche of frozen shadow. Every step he took froze the very air, creating a path of jagged crystals that reached toward the Citadel.

It all seemed to blend in nicely with the utter chaos the rest of the world had disintegrated into. The navigation on the IAC, or Intelligence Assistance Communicator, in her head told her to turn right off of Lenin, which she did, and then followed a few other roads north. Nothing came to life around them as they drove. It seemed to get colder the closer they got to the mountains, not that they were capable of feeling it. Temperatures had no effect on them, save for the blazing heat of a fire or the freeze of ice, and even then, it was more the tissue destruction that would hurt, not the elements themselves. Jo could walk through a blizzard and be fine. She could wear a leather jacket on a

They climb into the SUV, “what about my brothers?” “They will be fine; I don’t think you should stay to see what is about to happen.“ Lucifer loosens the button on his black silk shirt. The leader of the harder livings, known as Ice, is bald-headed with bright blue eyes upside down cross between his eyebrows, teardrop tattoos on the corner of his eyes, and a dagger tattoo on his neck, six feet tall, two hundred pounds, wearing army pants and sneaks with a sleeveless top. “Mr. Morningstar, Sir, we never realized this was your place; we will cover all cost of damages to your property, Sir.” Lucifer's eyes become darker as Ice is unable to keep eye contact. Lucifer's appearance scares the life

Three days later, frost coated the stone courtyard of the estate. Too precise. Each ice crystal was a perfect hexagon, edges ruler-straight, as if forced into shape by some internal pressure. They glowed faint blue at the edges under the early morning sun. Cold light seeped from within. Scent made physical. Glacial meltwater, unique to the Ice Wolf pack. Step on it and it wouldn't shatter. It would emit a fine, crystalline sound.

"They have the Great Archive. They know things about our biology that even Silas Vane didn't. They’re going to try to turn us against each other, Elara. They'll use the Fire to melt the Ice." "Let them try," Elara said. "They don't know what it’s like to be a pack that chose each other. They only know the blood they were born with." The Approach to Bergen On the fourth day, the jagged, snow-capped fjords of Norway appeared on the horizon. The sky was a bruised charcoal gray, and the water was filled with "Ghost-Ice"—large, translucent bergs that seemed to move against the current. "Rhys, report," Elara said, stepping onto the bridge.

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.

" Miranda said and started laughing again. "I thought she saw a cockroach." Nick said in a very low voice. " Why would you think she screamed because of a cockroach?" Claudia asked nearly laughing. " Because that's the only thing ladies fear more than anything." Nick said as if it's a known fact. Now it was Claudia who was laughing uncontrollably. Miranda went to Nick and looked at his nose." What a shame,you had such a good nose." She said simply and went to get her first aid kit. "Am sorry Nick, it's just that when I heard her screaming,I assumed the worst. Please forgive me." "It's okay Claudia, at least now I know what will happen to me if I ever hurt Miranda. Not that am planning to hur

He cut sharply past him, his skates digging deep as he accelerated down the rink. The wind rushed past his helmet. The goal awaits b, t standing directly between Leon and it is Noa. He stepped into Leon's path without hesitation. No panic, no rushed movement, just calm calculation. He read the angle before Leon even committed to it. Then their shoulders collided, rd. The crack of impact echoed loudly across the rink. A few surprised gasps rippled from the bench as the hit sent vibrations straight down Leon's spine. But he didn’t slow down.

Hail, Sybb and Skye watched as the large chunk of ice fell on the river below them, then floated, creating some fog that floated in the air. Hail, Sybb and Skye heaved a sigh that turned into fog due to the coldness from the ice bridge where they were standing. Well, only Sybb and Hail are standing since Skye is floating so that he would not be affected by the coldness from the ice bridge, unlike Hail who doesn’t feel cold since his power is ice, and Sybb, whose power is fire.

– Julius says – I know how much the cold affects you. - Yes. Even though the room is cold, these coats are warm. - You will put yourself in front of that green cloth. Do you know what it's for? - Yes, I have an idea. You will put an image there. - I will put ice and snow there, and this lady will make it snow on you. – Igor says. - Don't worry; it looks like snow, but it's not. It won't crowd you or crowd you on the ground. – says Mary sympathetically.