Jack Frost Persona Plush Novels & Stories

It was agony not knowing, but I busied myself with my duties. Opening the door, I felt the coldness hit me. It was like a freezer in here, and only Healing-Frost and the egg could handle the temperature. Putting aside my discomfort, I move over to Healing-Frost and look down at the constantly wiggling egg. “It is so close to hatching now,” Healing-Frost said as she looked down at me. There was silence for a moment before she shifted into a more human form. Her long, snow-white hair reached her knees and fell in graceful natural curls. Her eyes were an icy blue and her skin was almost as pale as her hair.

Chapter 17 ‎ ‎ ‎The mahogany doors of the Frost Industries boardroom didn’t just open; they seemed to surrender. ‎Zara Sterling, now known to the world as Zara Frost stepped into the room, the sharp click of her red-soled stilettos echoing like a countdown. ‎She wore a charcoal-grey power suit that hugged her curves but screamed authority. ‎Her hair, once soft and loose during her days as Ethan’s "little bird," was now pulled back into a sleek, lethal ponytail.

She looks thoughtful, placing a finger on her chin. “Oh I see!” I smile. “Well I’m an expert on White Fang, having grown up there myself. I’ll be happy to answer any questions that you have.” I smile, praying that she and Jagger like each other. Joie would be a perfect fit for White Fang. “Here we are,” Brady gestures towards a small crowd of males. Jagger is facing us, smiling. “Alpha Jagger, this is Johanna Martinez of Dark Paw.” “It’s an honor,” Jagger steps forward, kissing Joie’s hand.