Killer Frost Comics Novels & Stories

Mystery Alpha Lucas Pov My grip on the container tightened. "I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about that. You should try the information desk." The man's smile widened, showing too many teeth. "Of course. But allow me to introduce myself first—I'm Alpha Louis Xander of the Blackwolf Pack."

"Frostbite is the worst thing that could happen to anyone. If we have that elixir, we have nothing to fear anymore." "And frostbite is an irreversible condition for metahumans. Every time they try to power up their Abilities, frostbite would get in their way, and they'd have to pay dearly just to level up." "Yeah, if we can have that elixir…" "What's your price, Captain Frost?" "No wonder Mystic Tiger is the number one base." Praises wouldn't stop coming. After all, this was a bombshell for the bases' top brass. Then, Shawn's snicker silenced everyone, and their attention turned to him. Joshua shrugged it off. He didn't care about the opinion of a loser.

With my heart finally at peace, I lived well with the Frostfang pack. Memories of my past life began to blur and fade. An urgent message arrived from the other patrols one fine day. Warrior Kael of the Silvermoon pack was forcing his way inside. … By the time I arrived at the scene, Kael was already covered in blood. Yet, through sheer willpower and a reckless blaze of wolf energy that seemed to burn his very life away, he broke through the outer defenses and was still trying to advance further.

[COUNTDOWN TO ETERNAL FROST: 48 HOURS, 11 MINUTES. Forty-eight hours. That was all humanity had left before the world froze solid. But as I looked around the underground fortress—the endless supplies, the sealed vaults, the man standing silently beside me—a cold smile slowly spread across my face. Ruthless. Certain. Ready. Let the frost come.

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.

the stranger crowed. Before she could spit another insult a blur of white and gray fur crashed into her. Smoke gaped at Frost as her mother drove her claws across the stranger's shoulders. The tortoiseshell's teeth clacked in the air, just barely missing Frost's muzzle. With a snarl of fury and vengeance Frost whipped around and slashed her claws across the tortoiseshell's own muzzle. The tortoiseshell stumbled back in surprise at Frost's sudden attack and shook off droplets of blood. "If I ever catch you hurting my kits again, your pelt isn't the only thing that will be missing!" Frost snarled. The venom in her voice sent chills down Smoke's spine. "Leave now, or I might change my mind now,

His presence was both a comfort and a warning. “This place is cursed,” Kael murmured, his breath fogging in the air. “The Frost King’s realm is not just ice and cold, it’s alive. It watches us.” Lyra felt it too. The frostlands seemed to lean inward, as though the ice itself were listening. Every blast of fire she summoned drained her strength; every surge of frost gnawed at something deeper than flesh, chilling her very soul. Kael had warned her of sacrifice, but knowing the cost and feeling it carve into her were two very different things.

Collins gritted. “How will I know which video he is crying about when we made a lot of videos? Have you forgotten? You enjoyed watching the bitches choke while we got our hands dirty and you'd watch sitting over there acting like the boss. We fed a lot of bitches crack but we didn't kill any of them until someone decided to be a bastard. Hahahaha why? Now that you are getting married, you trying to be clean huh, Bastard.” As Collins made to grab Zach again, Hunter held him back.

As the glow receded, a thick, frost-like layer of gray crystalline mineral spread rapidly across the metal pipes, the control panels, and the floor, freezing everything in its path with terrifying speed. Julian stopped struggling. He stared in horrified disbelief as the frost reached the base of the massive, hunched figure at the center of the room. Kael was no longer just covered in obsidian scales; he was entirely transformed. The jagged plates had grown, spreading upward and outward, swallowing his limbs, his head, and his posture into a colossal, unmoving statue of dark, unreflecting stone. The violent hum of necrotic energy died down to a faint, imperceptible whisper, and then, complete

Charlie proposed, extending the long curved lines on my forehead. I couldn’t help but grit my teeth as I looked at those bastards sipping their respective cups of coffee, as if nothing had happened. “I’m gonna kill you, you bastards!” I vowed. “Of course, Mr. Frost!" Christoph retorted, or should I say, 'Cedrick'. "Looking forward to working with you again.”