Icebound นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Can I ask a practical question? If Maya goes back to January 15th, how does she survive the freeze? The whole point was she wasn't prepared then. She'd be trapped in the apocalypse with no shelter." "Future Maya said the device brings you back after twenty-four hours," Maya said. "You'd have to survive one day of the freeze, then you return to present." "Survive how? Where?" Maya realized she didn't know. Future Maya hadn't specified. "I'd have to secure shelter quickly. Maybe One World Trade Center itself—it survived the freeze." "So the plan is: go back, find Victor, kill him, then hide in his building for twenty-four hours hoping you don't freeze to death." Jessica's voice was flat. "Tha

The rail he was gripping on, slowly started freezing to ice. The door barged open and Obed with 4 other Sentinels barged in. Hudson snapped his eyes open before glaring at them. Obed and the rest of the Sentinel flinch back in fear on seeing his eyeballs which already turned glacier ice blue. " Freeze" Obed managed to say and Hudson stood up. He started approaching them an they all stepped back a bit. " Freeze or I'll shot" Ones threatened making Hudson scoff still coming close. " You leave with no other option" Obed muttered and fired a bullet at him who, raising his hand, turned the bullet to ice before crushing it to very tiny ice blocks. Obed staggered in shock immediately and so did the

The fighters start to pound across our ice floor while the sphinxes create fireballs, rapidly launching them in our direction. I am distabilized, one hand on the rushing wave, the other on the mouth of the ice path. One swipe of my arm causes the ice to sever in two. The enforcers topple into the water, screaming. But more rush up like ants, taking their place. I continue to slice off portions of the ice sled until only a block remains that I and Umber stand on.

"The Ouroboros Group has infiltrated the building’s internal network! They’re trying to override the cooling valves!" Killian didn't use a keyboard. He used the "Ice Tycoon’s" brutal efficiency. He grabbed a heavy iron pry-bar and began to manually crank the emergency bypass valves. The heat was blistering, the energy density in the room high enough to make his skin tingle and the hair on his arms stand up.

Jaxter, after a moment of hesitation, finally gave a reluctant nod. Hayle proceeded to inspect Ice’s body carefully. Despite the tense atmosphere, she focused on ensuring that there were no signs of the distinctive mark that would identify Ice as a member of the Golden Circle. Hayle, though slightly uncomfortable, noticed the impressive physique of Ice, which only reaffirmed Jacob’s high regard for her. She was meticulous in her examination, hoping to clear the air and relieve the tension.

I’d get out on my own merit,with a full ride, my future paid for in bruises and blocked shots. And that? That mattered more than anything. --- Practice that morning was brutal, which meant it was perfect. The rink was half-frozen from the broken heater, and my fingers were stiff by the second drill. Coach had us doing suicides until even Caleb looked like he was going to hurl, but I lived for this kind of pain. This was the only place I felt like myself. No expectations. No noise. Just me, the stick in my hands, the cold rush of the wind in my face as I tore across the ice.

Alive. And trapped beneath the ice.

For the first time in years, Leka was silent. For the first time in years, I was happy. Just her, me, and a table full of desserts. I never wanted the night to end. And that’s when I heard the thought I wished would never exist. (This iced drink reminds me of the fact that my third name is Ice s—) Ice. My mate is Ice. The Lycan assassin with dark powers. The one the council swore was coming to kill me. The one who left bodies frozen from the inside out.

“Yes, it is risky, but I have no doubt that he won’t hurt you. If I did, I wouldn’t send you at all. Abraxas is all about blood. Your blood is pure in his eyes. He won’t want to risk losing what could be beneficial to him, no matter the circumstances. I need you to believe that. I need you to trust me.” “Why?” She asks. “You clearly don’t trust us. You made this entire plan without even asking us if we’re willing to do it.” “Aren’t you?” he asks, raising an eyebrow. “You were raised by Alpha’s. Born from Alpha’s. Why would I have any reason to believe that you wouldn’t do everything you could to help your pack? Your family.” “Of course we are,” I answer. “It just would’ve been nice to be inc