Jack Frost Books Novels & Stories

Then she turned on her heels and left, still giggling. I loved to listen to her laughter, but it left a dull ache in my heart. I started ripping off the gift wraps just to keep myself distracted. But it didn’t help much. My mind kept veering to the best day of my life, my wedding day. I still found it difficult to believe that Eva could do such a thing. I felt something moist in my hand, and I dropped it with a scream. Looking down, I found a book that appeared to have a cover made of real fur. A note had slid out of the book due to the fall.

Various theories have the library being built there by aliens, by a civilization ten thousand years old, or by a race of vampires. Caitlin let the book fall from her lap, her mouth open in shock, and it landed with a thump on the floor. She sat straight up, feeling a jolt. She suddenly felt wide awake, as if she had just lost all sense of time and place. She picked the book up again, her throat dry, and read the words again and again, desperately, like a castaway starving for water.

She could hear her blood pulsating fast by her pounding heart as if it would explode any second now. “I saw the red door shut close earlier. SHOW yourself!” the old man said. Larice stopped after reaching far enough, opened the book, and searched again. Sweat dripping onto the yellowed pages, she scanned faster with the words scrambling in her head. Seconds after and she thought she read a familiar word … so she went back … And then she gasped. “Glacia!” Her eyes widened as she found it on the list of contents. She quickly flipped through the pages until she arrived at the exact place in the exact year.

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”

One move from her and they were already scattered and spiralling everywhere. She didn’t even look up until she bumped into someone. The latter was rock solid because although Liora was the one who bumped into him, she was the one who was sent metres backwards. She staggered and then raised her head, a familiar face greeting her. Tall. Sharp jawline. Brilliant, Dangerous, Ruthless and a foe. Damien Frost. CEO of Frost Corporation. The Frosts and The Morgans’ were mortal enemies since she could remember. The story was old and ancient and she could barely remember it but she knew that they hated each other in both private and public but sometimes managed to keep up appearances in public.

Hopefully he remembers the ice once his shock wears off. "Where's papa going?" the little girl whimpers. "He's going to bring ice to help make your wrist feel better," I tell her as I sit next to her on the bed. "May I examine your wrist, little mistress?" Eurydice nods her head and hisses a small protest of pain when I gently take the wrist. Fractured. I hold on to her arm; I ask, "Can you rotate your hand?" The little girl is struggling, and she's grunting in pain when she makes the slightest movement. "It hurts too much, Jessa," she moans.

This Gorban-imported constant-temperature freezer door could operate normally in environments as cold as -58°F. Martin seriously thought I was a fool. "Stop pretending," I said, my voice turning cold. "You have ten seconds to open the door. Don't forget that you're still live-streaming. If Ms. Jameson sees online that her lifeline was completely destroyed because of you, do you think you'll live to see tomorrow? "I'm giving you ten seconds. Open the door now! Ten… Nine…" I began the countdown as my frozen finger rested on the flare gun's trigger.

Apart from the exorbitant prices of the food and me not willing to smear my pride and accept any free offers, I could barely swallow comfortably with the tension. Thankfully the waiter arrived with three more menu books and distributed them amongst us. “I will go with…” Jay started. “Grilled Lobster Tail with Lemon Butter and Herb Risotto,” Collins cut in. “Stop it already Collins. What about you? What would you order?” Jessica asked. She was just looking for a way to bring me to the spotlight I never asked for. “Me?” “Yes. Or wait…you must find here alien. I guess you haven't had the opportunity to eat in a place like this.”

"Inside this folder are the evidences we've gathered." She gestured towards the folder, her gaze unwavering as she continued. "And, oh!" she paused, giving her father a wink. "I asked them to compile the list of everyone associated with Joseph and those who may have aided him in this attack, and of course, that includes what happened to big brother Kyle on the mall. Their crimes are detailed within, along with the evidence to support our findings." Sherly reached for the folder and handed it to her father, ensuring that he had a firm grasp of its contents. "The USB attached holds all the evidence we've gathered," she added, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

If Frost is snatched from me, my wolf and I will lose it completely and I’ll burn down the world. 'Stay strong for me baby' I said through bond hoping for some kind of miracle that she'll hear me and know that I was doing everything possible to find her. The door burst open and Ajax ran into my office. His eyes moved around in panic. I scowled at him. He had been in my black book since Frost's disappearance and he knew to stay away from my sight. I wondered what emboldened him to barge into my office like a raving lunatic.