Romans & histoires Ice God

He was not an idiot—and definitely not a saint. Doug sank into despair. He had been so strong. With ice‑type powers, he could walk unharmed through extreme cold, which meant he could travel anywhere in the world and seize any resources he wanted.

Hence the only solution was to rid the earth of such a plague and I swore to do just that even if it's the last thing I do **** _______________________________________________________________________________ *** Meanwhile, in the Astral plane *** Xander and his dad can be seen riding on something that looks like a fusion of a camel and a mole. It was exactly like a camel but had the face of a mole with it's nose having all those feelers. The air can be seen to wave due to the scorching heat. While his Dad looks unfazed by the ride, it's clear that Xander had had enough of it.............. Xander's POV~

JADE The next two days, without Tristan occupying that seat beside Myles, I felt strange. The ward itself felt like a graveyard, the silence between Leo and Natalie growing heavier with each day. Filling the silence was the soft noise flowing from the TV. On it was Tristan, a god on the ice, Myles’ gear wrapped around him like a vice. He played like a zombie, programmed to floor the rink. But I knew it was his shattered heart. His rage.

I said and smiled at her. “But if she doesn’t want to, it’s okay. Maybe instead of me, come over to our house. My mom cooked well.” I just nodded. Why do people are interested in coming to our house? Many students tried to come into the forest but then ended up running and they all look scared. It looks like they’ve seen a ghost or a monster. Well, there’s nothing to be scared of. “By the way, why is Jar so famous here?” “Who’s Jar?” she asked, confused. Did she already forget?

While he was busy showing off his skills to them, I was prepping myself for the real attack that will end his dominion for good. Southern hemisphere two days later... The place was cold as expected with -89.2°C or -128.6°F. We are in the middle of the frozen sea almost eleven meters deep. Oslec uses his ax-like hammer to dig a hole that is large enough to fit a man. Then Hiro took out a piece of shell from his right jacket pocket and blow a whistle from it. We waited for a few minutes before we saw multiple bubbles popping out from the water and flowing out from the hole.

She was finally at the place of no return. "What's your name?" "Jane." "I am Lord Irene. I am in charge of the workers in the Vampire Palace. This is where the whole procedure takes place and lectures. No one is allowed out without any specific functions. Go into that room and change into this. I give you five more minutes." She instructed coldly and Jane did as she was told. When she got into that room, she was already crying. She missed her brother so much and the wonderful world she was in. How long was she gone? Would anybody even notice her disappearance? She was doomed now because if she had known, she ought to have listened but she didn't.

“I think I am alright.” Morozko glanced around. “I can see ice crystals in the air, like the scales of a fish. But I am cold, bitterly so. Is this what it is like to be a child of the north?” He opened his pale blue fingers and examined them. “I feel like an ice sculpture, newly carved. I have lost my smoke tricks, but now, I can summon the heart of winter, or rush like a blizzard across the world. I can find Anya, and I am powerful enough to face off against that stupid koldun, wherever he may be. I never did like kolduny.”

Lilia and Nala, Inigo's first and second wife rushed to the hospital when they heard what happened to Paxon and his wife Kaelynn, they persuaded Moxie to join them but she refused. When they got to the hospital to their greatest surprise their husband Inigo was comforting his stepbrother. His last words that hit them hard was when he said: "When one door closes another opens". "It can't be inigo saying that" Nala retorted "It's as shocking as it is to you" Lilia replied.

Now he’s in trouble because his train in his mind wants to take a detour so bad and it can’t. No matter how desperate he is to hurry home. Knowing that Dylan’s classes were canceled unexpectedly today and they could finally… finally have an entire evening together. The problem comes in when they get on the ice for scrimmage drills because he’s so spaced out, trying to calculate just what time it’ll be when he finally gets home, that he didn’t see the freshman coming in from his right wing. He's checked into the wall, unnecessarily, but he doesn’t have time to even think about the hit with the way his head rings. The sound starts in his ears until it's vibrating all over then comes the throbb

He was now walking along a snowy path, going west, and in the distance, he could see some flicker of light. What was taking place over there? About five hundred meters away he saw a gigantic iceberg that rose to the sky, about one kilometer high. At the foot of that ice was a gathering of ten men. They had shed their clothes, despite the cold, and were performing some sort of ritual. They had gelatin dynamites lighted at the four corners of the ice, and they were just a few meters away, chanting some spells as the thread burned toward the explosives.