Iceman Mutant Novelas e Histórias

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

“It would seem like all those years of not getting enough freir was all piled up and turned into these two.” “Actually, sir.” Jack suddenly jumped in on the conversation as he stood in between me and Rachel. “That statement only applies to this lady right here.” He pointed at Rachel. “While this lady is actually the abnormal mutant version of the metahumans. I mean have you seen how she threw the tank -- YEOW!!” Jack screamed as soon as I stomp on his foot. He was hopping on one foot while cradling the other one. “Mr. Jack, you will have thrice the amount of workout set tomorrow.” Skyr said while giving him a warning look to get lost. Jack glared and pouted at me while he went away.

Even when a group of mechanical deer charged from all sides, Victor dodged them easily, and while doing so, he claimed the lives of several more mechanical deer. In less than five minutes, the once massive herd had dwindled to just five survivors. Among them was the mutant. "Human, you are strong. I do not wish to be your enemy," the mutated deer spoke. Terrence's mecha jaws dropped in disbelief upon hearing the mechanical deer speak. Victor, however, was used to it. "What do you have to offer in exchange for your life?" He wasn't in a rush to finish off the mutant. Sometimes, these mutants could provide valuable items.

This wasn’t about him anymore. He answered quickly, scoring for his side with a powerful shot that earned grunts of approval from the others. The game intensified. We drifted across the ice, sticks clashing, breaths visible in the cool air. As I paused to quickly adjust my skate laces during a brief stoppage, a brutal force slammed into me from behind. I lost balance completely, crashing hard onto the ice. Pain exploded across my face as the old wound on my lip split open again. Blood flowed freely, warm and metallic, staining the ice beneath me. I looked up, dazed. It was Liam. But he wasn’t smirking or satisfied. His face had gone pale with terror, eyes wide as if he hadn’t expected the fa

Liam asked lightly. Atticus didn’t respond. Liam chuckled. “Relax. I didn’t see faces.” That made Atticus glance at him sharply. “But,” Liam added, slowing his pace, “I did see enough to know it’s someone you’d burn the world for.” Atticus’s grip tightened around his hockey stick. “Stay out of it,” he said coldly. Liam smirked. “Careful, King. Secrets melt faster under spotlight.” He skated away, leaving Atticus standing alone at center ice.

“Oh, I’ve got your miscreant, you dirty little witch.” Israfil grabs my arm before I can bolt after her. My eyes flash silver‑blue, light slicing through shadow. Anna gasps. I grin, letting them fade back to brown. “Punching those that irritate me is not the way,” I sing‑song, quoting Israfil’s favorite lecture. “You’re like me,” he chokes, disbelief roughening his voice. “Hardly. I was a werecoyote. Then a psychopath named Canum and his pet weresnakes turned me into a freaky mutant thing no one’s named yet.”

Cristine said. "So, when I agreed to the contract, I also had to ensure that I had a way to stay safe, in case we ever ran into any complications," I commented, referring to the auction contract. "We learned to defend ourselves." "But you’ve always been weird. You don't have joints... That's it! You're a mutant," Cristine added. "Have you guys seen her contortionist skills yet?" She shuddered. "It's bizarre, like those horror movies where a person is possessed."

Max warned. “Madeline just reminds me of her. It's her dark black hair and fur. I think that helps me. During a full moon—to have someone I want to protect. That's all. Other than that I have no other expectation from her.” saying the words out loud still hurt. Losing someone you love was never easy but I was an Alpha and I had no right to think about this while I had a clan to look after. Max sighted.