Ice King Quotes Novelas e Histórias

Home is the thing he didn't know he was looking for until he found it, and once he found it, he recognized it immediately, because it was the thing he had been missing since Dom died, since before Dom died, since he was a child learning that the safest way to live was to want nothing too much. --- The Ice King. The headline that had been used five years ago, the profile piece in the business section of the Times, the photograph that had captured him in the penthouse, standing by the window, looking out at the city with an expression that the journalist had described as "inscrutable" and that his mother had called "that look you get when you're trying not to feel anything." The Ice King. The

"You think because your name is in the papers, you can dictate terms in my rink?" From the bench, the captain let out a cruel, mocking laugh, stepping forward. "Oh, come on, Coach Vance. Let the superstar play. Let’s see if the 'Ice Queen' can actually handle real hockey, or if she’s just all media hype. Let her make a complete fool of herself."

The Ice King. He looked exactly like the nickname sounded. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the kind of way that irritated me on principle.Then his eyes landed on me.His mouth twitched immediately. “You look terrified.” “I am terrified.” “That’s probably the smartest thing you’ve said since we met.” I glared at him. “I hope your skate blade snaps.” “Careful, sweetheart,” he said lightly as cameras flashed around us. “People are watching our love story.” “I hate you.”

JAXSON "Smile, Feya. People are taking photos," I murmured, keeping my voice low as we stepped out into the freezing air of the quad. "Smiling without a genuine emotional trigger creates an unnatural facial contortion," Feya said flatly, her eyes locked on the stone steps. "Observers will recognize the disingenuous nature of the expression." God, this woman. "They don't want genuine, Ghost," I said, slinging my arm over her shoulder and pulling her against my side. "They want to see that the Ice King hasn't lost his mind over a bad game, and that his genius girlfriend isn't dumping him."

Those two idiots are busy right now talking about my ass and boobs, wishing they can have sex with me. I looked at his face to see any reaction but saw none, did he listen or not? “I did,” He confirmed and I sighed. “It’s embarrassing,” I muttered and bit my lips. Is that the reason why they always greet me with smiles all over their faces? “The ice,” Kingston interrupted my thought. “Oh, okay,” I muttered and opened my palm. Small iceberg appeared and he nodded. “But, is this all you do?” He asked. “Huh? I don’t understand."

"The coach at school said I'm really talented on the ice. One day, I'm going to be the most famous hockey star in the whole world!" That innocent sentence was like a blast of icy wind that froze my blood. Hockey. My memory was instantly thrown back to the past, to the figure of the Ice King of Chicago who brutally dominated the arena. That talent... that blood truly flowed fiercely within Leon. I swallowed hard, forcing a smile as I stroked my son's dark hair. "Of course. Mom is sure you will be the best." Right at that moment, the roar of a car engine echoed from the front yard. Julian had just returned from the office.

Damn I sound pathetic. Ice pulls back and raises my chin with his finger making me look in his eyes. “ You listen good Pixie. There is nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever think that. Viper is just an ass that can’t see the incredible person you are. That’s his loss. I know you will get everything you want and more when this is all over. Someone more deserving. And can get past all of us. I give you my word.” I smile and lean up to kiss his cheek. “ Thanks, Ice. I needed that.” He kisses my forehead “ I’ll always be here for you. Never forget that.” he says as he lifts me and places me back on the ice. This is why I love these guys. They are always there for me in the good and the bad. Maybe I

I was tired of it in my bones. “Do you understand that we’re a team?” I kept my voice even. “Not two teams. One. And at the end of all of this when the quarter-finals come we are going to stand on that ice together. So what exactly are you building toward with all of this? Divide and rule until we lose?” Something shifted in his expression. Brief, almost imperceptible but there. Like the words had found a crack and gone through it before he could close it. Then Ken’s voice came from behind me.

"Which means the ice opens up wide. Patience, not speed, finds the wide ice." "That's what I told him," Jax said, nodding at me. "Then both of you keep saying it until he listens," Miller said. "I'm listening," I said. "You're listening with your ears," Jax said. "I need you listening with your stick." Reyes, lacing his skate nearby, laughed. "That's a very Jax thing to say. Listening with your stick." "It made sense when I said it," Jax said. "It didn't make sense. It just sounded like something a captain says."

Jack responded. "Well if he is, then it's perfect" I said, "I would love to see him again and this time, I'll end him for good" I said with a smug smirk on my face. I certainly wasn't going to skip a chance to attain glory by killing the fiend yet again. "Im afraid he won't be killed so easily again, if he was actually killed before" Jack said, "A wise man seldom makes the same mistake twice" he added.