Ice King Quotes Novels & Stories

And I let it hang there, right in the silence between us because in this room, in this moment he may be the Ice King, but I am the fucking fire. ============================================= Thanks for reading :-)

I said, forgetting the fact that one of the things that he hated the most was being compared to anyone else, especially if it's a person he dislikes. "Ice, Ice, Ice..." Siege sipped air through his slightly parted lips. "I'm not the same person as Ice. I was born to be ruthless, I was born to lead, and I was born to be the alpha of my own pack. That only means that I'm much more cruel in every aspect, so you can't compare me to a lowlife, Celestina," he coldly muttered.

The way he said he would make sure I never worked again. He was a powerful and wealthy man in Drakenfall, and everyone knew that. He never made empty threats, which was what scared me the most. I looked down at my clipboard and realized I hadn’t written anything down. “Coach, is this weight correct?” someone asked. I glanced up. It was one of the defensemen, already strapped into the resistance machine. “Yes,” I answered without checking. “That’s fine.” He nodded and started the set. I moved to the next station, but my attention didn’t stay there. Someone laughed behind me, and I turned, distracted. Another player called my name, and I answered without really hearing the question.

Truly talk. "I used to think my dad would only love me if I was on the ice," Adrian said quietly, his gaze fixed on the steam rising from his paper cup. The harsh lighting of the motel softened the sharp angles of his face, making him look younger, more like the college boy Ethan remembered. "I spent my entire childhood skating until my feet bled because I thought that was the only way to keep my family together. When he passed away... I realized I didn't even know who I was without a stick in my hand."

"What is wrong with *me*? I was standing exactly where you told me to stand! Your rookie is the one who can't aim a shot!" "You didn't move, Liam!" Jaxson shouted, using his first name for the very first time. The sound of it sent a bizarre, electric shock straight down Liam’s spine. Jaxson took another step, his massive chest nearly pressing against Liam's knees as he loomed over him. "You saw that puck coming and you just froze like a deer in the headlights! Do you have any idea what an eighty-mile-an-hour piece of vulcanized rubber does to a face? You could have been blinded! You could have—"

“Staring at the ceiling like it personally insulted your triple axel.” Elias let out a weak laugh that turned into a wince. “It kind of did. I keep seeing the moment I took off. My edge was wrong. I knew it the second I left the ice, but my brain just… froze.” Damon, leaning against the window with his arms crossed, spoke up. “You were distracted. Happens to everyone.” His tone was casual, but his eyes flicked to Elias with something softer. “You’ll heal. Then you’ll come back stronger.”

Didn’t interrupt. The entire rink seemed to lean toward the words. “The resurfacing,” I continued. “The flooding. The freezing. The layering. Ice isn’t just a surface. It’s built. Layer by layer.” Jaxon understood. I felt it. “She embedded it,” he said quietly. “Yes.” Victor took one step forward and then stopped. “You are assuming a great deal.” “No,” I said again. I moved closer to the ice before anyone could stop me. Jaxon followed instantly.

“I don’t waste my time on losers.” The puck sits at my feet like a challenge. And I hate how much I want to pick it up.

Run! When the man spoke again, his words, though placid, seemed to come out of the deepest abyss of hell. "I am a kind of monster that shouldn't exist, I suppose. For attacking the Icelands, all of your people will die. You, meanwhile, will be the messenger. Tell your king if he dares attack again, what happened to this army might as well happen to his capital city. Only that time, there won't be survivors to spread the word."

Twenty fucking grand could be a new life. The Queen’s words nearly haunted me: “if” you come back. This was a test, a test like no other. So what am I doing? Getting drunk. Well, I stopped at a good buzz but something was absolutely necessary to take the edge off being stuck in New York City with a dragon hybrid that has no concept of city life. Not only that, I really … really missed ice. Ice cream, frozen anything.