Ice Planet Barbarians Book Novels & Stories

"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.

“Loria! Simon!” Anthony skidded to a halt in front of us, breathless, eyes wide with excitement. “I have to tell you something. I read a whole chapter today—okay, more like five—but this one part was weird. There was this story about a magical storm that scattered wolf packs across the continents. Not like a hurricane—like something that chose where it sent people.” Simon straightened slightly. “A sentient storm?” Anthony nodded eagerly. “They called it ‘The Great Severing.’ But the book was missing pages after that, and Andy says it could be total fiction.”

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

And here I am—just one human girl, caught in their clutches. And their king? What haven’t I heard about him? His cruelty, his ferocity in battle, the way he takes what he wants without hesitation or mercy. No one knows his name; they simply call him the barbarian king. The world simply knows that he is a Firefang wolf, a breed born of radiation, known for their volcanic bites and lightning combats.

Is it dark everywhere she goes? Mardichi was right about one thing. She’s terrifying. “The barbarian has done me no wrong. He walks these halls like a nuisance puppy. Bothering the men and making them laugh when they’re miserable. Giving them company when they didn’t know they wanted any. He has a way of being a solid boulder when one needs something to lean on.” Despite all her short notes and hard tone the hint of something that might’ve been fondness entered her voice.

Jax closed it. Miller turned the laptop so we could see the screen. It was a screenshot of a comment on a fan forum dedicated to the Vipers. The comment was from an account with no followers and a username that included a reference to a popular player nickname. It said: Work on the equipment side. Can confirm the ice king and the comet situation is not just hockey chemistry. Saw enough to know. Won't say more but it's real and it's been real for a while. Below it, the original post had three hundred replies and climbing.

"Elijah, just translate 20 pages of that book…we don't have time…also as payments, all this book..are free, and also take 3 gold coins from him...." I want to visit an alchemy store after this, that's why I don't really want to spend a lot of time in here. Since he said that he will pay for the translation, why not take advantage of it. Elijah states the conditions which the old man immediately agreed, as for me I just decided to go deep into the storybooks, while every now and then listening to their translations. The old wizard grim was obsessed and fascinated by Elijah's smooth and clear translations while repeating 'Oh God!' and 'Amazing' again and again. Apparently, the book was about F

“Is kingly a real word? Not only are you a complete barbaric savage with no class whatsoever. You are brain dead” A bird that no one noticed made its way to the ice king. He didn’t need to do much. He raised a finger and the bird was stabbed by a shard of ice. Stooping it in its flight before it could actually touch him. Agira stood up. That made icicles shoot out from the table making the hologram of the entire planet shaky. That was able to make the others get defensive. The Luvinan overlord had her butterflies fluttering above her. Victor Prime had the glass covering his eyes reflecting red. The Savan leader was growling.

The Ice Bear roared furiously hearing the Barbarian Lord’s words, and the face of the Barbarian Lord grew unsightly. “What? You think you’re are the one with 175 wins and not me? That’s b*llsh*t and you know it!” the Barbarian Lord pointed at the Ice Bear and exclaimed. The Ice Bear roared again, and the Barbarian Lord responded. Barbarian and Bear kept doing this for several minutes, forgetting that they weren’t the only ones here.

Was the boy trying to scare me? I pulled onto the emergency lane, then took a deep breath and rubbed my belly. "Son, did your memories get scrambled during your reincarnation? We live in the twenty-first century now. We have heated floors at home, and we didn't need hunting rifles for food a long time ago." 'Who said his memory's scrambled? Just do what he said! In our last life, when the extreme cold hit, the whole world was thrown into another ice age. The people who froze to death turned into zombies! My brother and I died when the zombies bit into our necks!'