Ice Hunter Arc Novels & Stories

Her fingers slipped under his shirt, tracing the firm lines of his chest… … After Homer, Landon, and Aria finished their breakfast the next morning, they piled into a car headed for Mount Southbore. Autumn came early to these mountains. Frost-tinged winds swept through endless stretches of crimson maples, painting the rolling peaks like a canvas splashed with rich, bold colors. The mountain road wound upward like a ribbon, its end lost somewhere in the misty green depths above. That was where the Conclave of the Arcane would be held. A black Bentley rolled to a smooth stop in a wide plaza. The door swung open, and out stepped Homer in arcane robes. His eyes were bright as stars, and his long

The snow exploded in a cloud of ice shards as the hellhound launched toward them in a crazed ferocity. Terrified, Nueva scrambled backwards in the dense wintery covering as a rain of sticky, whitish liquid mixed with lumps of snow fell on her body. A loud hissing sound blared through the air as a sea of harpoons emerged from the muted forest. The large barbed arrowheads drilled into the beast's flesh hooking into muscle and bones. Each harpoon had a chain attached, anchoring the creature to the icy ground, stopping him in his path of intended slaughter.

• Happy Ending ===== ARC STATUS ===== Arc 1 - Aris the Soother [In Progress - Almost finished] Astar Levi, the cold and asocial heir of a city-state, comes over to the neighboring city of Concordia to get to know his in-laws before his wedding. However, due to an emergency at work, Levi's fiancée makes her little brother, Cordia Aris, take him around town in her stead.

of his suit, it only made the red bluish little dots stood out more. His brown italic shoes perfectly polished and everything looked perfect on him. The suit was tight around his shoulders and torso, emphasizing his long legs and strong arms. I cleared my throat, "Uh..." He smirked cockily, running his hair through his after fuck and wet hair. "I looked hot I know." "Well, hot is how to put it nicely, I'll say 'fuck me twice on Tuesdays' if it's not because you're running late." I mumbled as I turned back slowly to face the interesting wall, but I guess he heard me because he laughed. His hand came around my waist as he guided me with him. "Come on, before I take you on that offer and we

The newcomer grimaced at her roar. "Well, well, well!" He sighed after her voice and its echo had subsided. The Elevender was very tall, with golden hair and eyes the color of lapis lazuli. Absolutely calm, he strolled to the scene of the event and looked around carefully and obviously absolutely satisfied, then looked directly at Aurelia.

Older. Accustomed to being obeyed. “Or the next arrows go through your hearts.” Mira met my eyes. Hers were steady, but I saw the calculation behind them. The same look she had worn when teaching me to track deer in deep snow. Weigh risks. Choose survival. She set her knife down deliberately on the log where they could see it. Then she raised both hands. “We come seeking sanctuary,” she called back. “We carry the rune. From Alpha Torin of the Silver Hollow pack.”

he tried. I grunted as I took the coffee from his hand before he could offer it. He set the tablet down and slid a folder next to it. “Madison Pierce from Apex Media will be here by ten o’clock. Here’s her full profile and past articles attached.” I flipped it open and felt my jaw lock, it was just page after page of pouty selfies and clickbait headlines. Inside Zane Callahan’s Secret Love Life. Is the NHL’s Bad Boy Finally Tamed?

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

I mumble, more to myself than to him, my gaze darting wildly around the room. "You’re not going anywhere. I can't have anyone human seeing me like this." Arc reminds me, his voice low, hoarse. "And I'm not going to hurt you." His lips pull into something resembling a smirk, but it's weak, strained. "You’re my meat, after all." My stomach churns. "I-What? Arc, please, cover your fangs." His jaw clenches, and he looks away for a moment, inhaling sharply through his nose. When his eyes return to mine, there’s an edge of desperation in them. "I can't."

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.