Ice Planet Barbarians Audiobook Novels & Stories

If I could just get to safety— The trees ahead of me exploded. A monstrous figure stepped through the flames. I barely had time to register the sheer size of it—easily fifteen feet tall, its body made of coal and molten fire. Its glowing ember eyes locked onto me, burning with something far worse than rage. Purpose. A deep, distorted voice rumbled through the clearing. “The time has come.” The air turned heavy, crackling with unnatural energy. My wolf recoiled, instinctively knowing we were facing something beyond our world. "We shall claim the Helm of the Gifted."

"You shoved a brutally spicy peppermint into my mouth. You said: 'If you lost, don't sit here crying about it. Have some candy, clear your head, and get back out there.'" A peppermint. The origin of everything. "The aggressive energy radiating from you instantly suppressed the fire that was about to tear me apart." He gripped my hand, eyes blazing with something close to worship. "For an incubus, that's a soul mark. From that moment on, only your presence could calm me. I love you, Iris. I've belonged to you for a long time." I looked at this man — ruthless in the boardroom, now weeping in front of me.

answered a disembodied voice, coming from the glowing light. "King Father, I have splendid news for you," replied Anderson. "Oh? And that is?" "Aldous's arrogant king, Oswin Alvingham, is in the mortal realm," said Anderson with a sinister smile. "And he is dead."

"I will never believe another word that comes out of his mouth. Not a single breath. The past few days were just a bad dream on the ice, and now I'm waking up to the freezing reality." "Collins, you're shaking so hard the kitchen tiles are rattling." "I am fine, Patricia. The snow just melted in my hands outside the transit pavilion, and I realized I could melt glaciers with my bare skin but I couldn't warm a single corner of Ada Lube's frozen heart."

“I swear to God, Caleb, you looked like a straight-up, professional circus clown out there trying to manipulate Danica into a jealous fit. Meanwhile, she’s completely moved on, and you’re standing there trying to give a red-carpet interview to a local news station. It was absolute cinematic poetry, Cap.” _Miller took a slow, highly dramatic sip of his drink, leaning forward against his hockey stick like a gossiping neighbor over a picket fence. “Oh, it gets so much worse, Riot. Can we talk about the legendary meltdown on the Viking Ride? Absolute, pure, unadulterated comedy. The ship is swinging at a terrifying ninety-degree angle, everyone else is just trying not to throw up their funnel ca

It was him. King Alaric, the tyrant described in such vivid detail in the book, now stood before her in the flesh. He rode with a chilling confidence, his expression cold and unreadable. Soldiers marched behind him, their faces stern and unyielding, as though they were ready to arrest a criminal who had dared offend even the gods. Amaris began to subtly panic as her mind raced. This can't be happening, she thought. Not here, not now.

“I heard the Jonas hockey team is sharing ice with you guys now. Their rink’s under maintenance, right? That must be throwing off everyone’s rhythm.” Elias nodded, sliding onto one of the barstools at the island. He accepted the plate Dave passed him, the food looking as perfectly plated as always. “Yeah. They’re loud, aggressive, and apparently one of them has a personal vendetta against figure skaters breathing the same air. Called me princess, made fun of my birthmark, threw around every tired slur in the book. It was… whatever. Elara shut it down before it turned into an actual fight.”

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

“I call upon to open your doors, a quarter of my soul becomes yours …” Seconds after, a triangular mark glowed brightly at the center of his chest, then Kael slammed his hand against the ground. "Ice Death!" The ground trembled, causing the bandits to slow down. They glanced around them, wondering what was about to happen. Suddenly, spikes of ice sprouted from the ground, more and more they expanded, impaling every bandit surrounding Kael. Their loud, painful cries followed as all of them, one by one, were pierced by the ice spikes growing from the ground.

We didn’t have to wait long as the other four advanced, twirling or swinging their weapons. The first clank of metal on metal came from behind me when Ajani blocked an attack. I had no time to look as two of the barbarians leaped towards me, one swinging an ax, the other a sword. I ducked and rolled out of the way of the heavy descending ax, only to meet the swing of a blade and managed to block it.