Novel & Cerita Icebound

I heard Tito Robert say. I went out of the room, I was just wearing a shirt and pajama. When I got downstairs, they were the only ones waiting for me, so I quickly sat down in my chair. I was surprised when they stared at my arm. "Sister Eunice why does your wound heal--- hmm..." "Just eat your food Maddie and stop talking nonsense." "Yes, mommy." "Ahm, Tito Robert what medicine did you use? My wound healed so fast." "Herbal medicine only." He only said.

“I’m a little out of practice.” “A little?” He smirks, lazily gliding toward me. Effortless. Like the ice bends for him. “You look like Bambi on roller skates.” Heat surges to my cheeks. “You’re supposed to be helping me.” “I am.” He flicks a puck in my direction. “Rule number one: stop whining.” The puck skitters across the ice. Instinct kicks in I catch it on my stick, handle it without thinking. For a second, it feels right. Then my balance falters, and I stumble.

The raw vulnerability in his voice cracked Soren wide open. This was JR Draven, the fierce, unyielding man who had once hated him, battled him publicly, then claimed him so completely the entire NHL still called them Ice Husbands with awe. Hearing uncertainty from him hurt worse than any check into the boards. Soren kissed him. JR responded with that signature intensity, hands sliding under Soren’s shirt, gripping his waist as if anchoring him in place.

"You're lonely." Leon looked away. "I'm fine Sab." "No, you're not. It's in your eyes." There was no teasing in Sabastian's voice this time. "I don't like seeing you like this." Leon remained silent. "I want you to smile, especially after playing so marvelously on the rink today." Sabastian continued. "Trust me, one hour is all I'm asking for. We'll celebrate the victory, have some fun, and if you're still not feeling it, I'll personally drive you home."

Samuel knew that would be his last sentence. X reached over his back to unsheathe a translucent blade. The color of the blade could only be described as an icicle that had seen dawn’s first light. The uniqueness did not came from its translucency but the material that it was forged from. The Transcending Ice Crystal. It was stronger than any metal alloy that ever existed but harder than a diamond. The Transending Ice Crystal could only be manipulated once, after the process was completed it would never change the shape it took.

I strolled on this ice field like I was in my home. However, Efrain dislikes the extreme cold very much and naturally despises this place openly. He hurriedly entered my purple space. I couldn’t blame him. After all, this kind of cold was bone-chilling to the extreme, and only creatures with ice attributes and unique physiques could survive this extreme cold.

Stolen. The ice cave is a jagged scar in the glacier’s flank, its entrance half-buried under drifts. I dig with bare hands, the cold searing my fingertips raw. Inside, the walls glisten like the throat of some primordial creature, veins of cobalt and iron ore threading through the ice. Lira huddles in the deepest recess, her body swallowed by a nest of mangy pelts. Fox, maybe. Wolf. Discards. “Viktor?” Her voice is a moth’s wing, brittle and fraying.

The iron hatch groaned as Killian forced it open, revealing the inner sanctum of the Frostbite Citadel. Unlike the steaming vents below, this hall was a cathedral of absolute zero. The walls were made of compressed glacial ice, so clear that you could see the frozen corpses of Ragnar’s enemies trapped within the layers like prehistoric insects.

Ice cubes clinked against my teeth, numbing my tongue instantly. “Suck,” he growled. The command hit like a whip. My lips closed, and I had no choice but to let the cold burn its way into me. The shock tore a whimper from my throat. I tried to breathe through my nose, chest heaving, eyes wide on his. “Do you know,” he murmured, brushing his knuckles down my stomach, “that one cube of ice against the skin can stop a panic attack? Cold overrides fear. It makes your body remember survival.”

Only him. Goddammit. Fucking, fucking Ice.