Novel & Cerita Jeaniene Frost Books

The warmth came to meet me, but there was strain in it—like a smile held too long. The book lay closed on the pedestal. I hadn’t touched it in weeks. “Read it,” the stranger said without looking at me. I hesitated, but the air around the pedestal carried a weight that pushed me forward. My fingers brushed the worn cover, and it opened on its own, pages whispering as if impatient. The ink was black as pitch. “The frost learns.” Three words. That was all. But I felt the truth of them in the marrow of my bones. The seven had gone weeks ago, leaving behind an emptiness I had mistaken for peace. Now, I wondered if their absence was the very thing the frost had been waiting for.

The ancient library was a tomb of forgotten knowledge, its towering shelves heavy with dust and the faint metallic tang of old paper. Freya had always preferred the night shift. The quiet wrapped around her like a lover’s cloak, letting the shy 24-year-old lose herself in books rather than people. Her pale skin glowed under the dim lamps, dark curls framing wide green eyes that hid a secret restlessness--a hunger she didn’t yet understand. But only 'Yet' Tonight, the storm outside howled against the tall windows. Lightning flashed as she carried a stack of restricted occult volumes toward the back. A presence filled the air, cold and ancient, making the hairs on her neck rise.

I quickly place my backpack down and unzips the top, taking out a book with a girl dressed in a long white gown and a white rose tainted with blood in the front cover to pass time faster, the title reads 'White Rose' by Grace Angel. I open the page where I had left off, and forget the world exists as I read away. I'm at the part where Chase is visiting Jennie's grave, and he is still so hurt over her death that he yells. Screaming at the grave, he tells Jennie he hates her for leaving him. Unable to comprehend why she had died. Just when I'm ready to turn the page, my book is snatched away by Amber, making me look at her, confused.

I don't remember telling Frost that Sity had Sur Marge follow her around the first few weeks she was here but if she didn't feel safe enough to let him be her persona guard, then it says a lot about her gut feelings. Pushing open the doors of our chamber, I walked in and saw the door of my study cracked open. Dropping the few notes I had collected at the council meeting and the crown from my head, I walked over to see Frost sitting at my chair, looking down on a large book. Her thick cloth was off, showing off her beautiful face as hear eyes ran from one side to the other on the page of the book she was reading. I pushed the door further and waked in, stealing her attention from her book.

“It could be fun, Selina. You’re really good at it. Everyone loves the way you decorate. I think this could be a perfect way for you to get involved.” I sigh, the idea of doing something productive tugging at me more than I expected. “Alright, fine. I’ll help with the project. But no promises about getting close to Frost.” And then, just to tease her back, I add, “Especially after the whole flour incident.” Celine bursts out laughing, clearly not buying it. “Oh, trust me. I’ll be right there with you, watching this all unfold. I’m telling you, Selina, he’s interested. I can see it.”

FROSTBOUND; A JACK FROST EROTICA RETELLING BOOK 1 Intro: Eirlys Virelle has lived her entire life untouched by warmth not just in body but in existence. All her life she’s always been the unnoticed nerdy girl, now tucked away in a quiet town as a reclusive bookstore owner where nothing ever happens and no one ever really stays or cares. She’s convinced she’ll die alone, living a lonely life with just her and her cat!

Now that I know that atleast one person is reading this I will upload! On another note Frozen Heart is part of the series Heart and all the stories will be connected between them. Do you need another story to undertand and to enjoy FH? No! FH is a stand alone but characters from the first story of the series - Wolf Heart - will apeart in FH and other things from WH that probably won't make sense. I will start uploading WH as soon as posible. It takes place on Aylarra, on a different continent, around 20 years earlier than the events from FH. I am sure everyone will love Mina and Jayden's story! The series will have more books but I am currently working on WH and FH! Rho and Ayla will appear

It was a space designed purely for quiet study, and reverence. “These two shelves here are all about the mate bond,” Thefros said, gesturing toward a pair of bookcases halfway down the room. “Lore, case studies, theory. Everything we’ve managed to preserve.” I nodded, pulling down five books at random and settling at the table under the nearest lamp. Thefros took a seat opposite, already flipping through his own selection with practiced ease. The pages felt heavy in my hands, textured like something handmade. These books hadn’t touched a printer, some were written in fading ink, others illuminated with strange symbols or brutal sketches. One book was nothing but badly rhymed poetry pretendin

Five years after my parents' divorce, I met my mother at school. She had just finished a parent-teacher meeting for her stepdaughter, who was the top student in the grade, and was beaming with joy. The moment she saw me, her expression darkened. "Do you always come to school dressed like this? This is how your father is raising you?" She handed me a business card and said in a condescending tone, "Take this. Tell your father that I'll enroll you in the international program right away if he's willing to admit his mistake. It's better than staying in the regular program and struggling." I did not take it and took a few steps back. "No thanks, Ms. Stroll." She frowned, her eyes filled with

“Sick burn, right?” “Totally.” She slaps her hand, and then the two of them nearly fall over. “Okay, I think that’s enough for tonight.” I look around for Caleb as I hear the two of them start to protest. He’s the one that dragged me out and now he’s nowhere to be seen. “You two have fun,” Frostie says as she grabs her coat. “I promised my cousin I’d make her fresh cinnamon rolls for her gender reveal party tomorrow. I’m staying with her tonight, and she’s my designated driver.”