Novel De Glace Novels & Stories

DANELLE'S POV I usually never got cold easily ,even when I was still a kid..I had a high tolerance of coldness and winter was my favourite season of the year actually..The temperatures here in summer were insane and I wasn't really a big fan of sweaty body and all that summer stuff..Shit actually made my skin scrawl..But right now ,standing fucking shirtless outside that cabin like I was freaking Arnold Schwarzenegger or something ,the storm still heavy like it was never intending to stop any time soon ;I needed that fucking heat..Anushka was taking fucking eternity to change into such simple shirt and joggers but I knew better than to just get back inside there ;the woman almost made me rip

As she walked toward me, blood oozed out of her mouth and she began coughing, staring at me with a horrified look on her face. "Nova! " I yelled running to her but I stopped in my tracks as someone appeared behind her pulling a sword from Nova's chest. I remembered her, she was the Gamma of Glacier pack that tried to stab me in Paws Creek. I rushed to Nova and she immediately collapsed in my arms, holding me tight as the blood kept gushing out. "How could you! " I screamed at her, and she just shrugged. "I'm sick and tired of this place, I haven't eaten good food for a week and I am sleepy but yet I want to win. I don't mind killing anyone including your pity friend and you," she said

No one wants to get her bad side. But she is the type of friend everyone wishes for, she fights for her friends and also what she thinks it is right. Which makes people nickname her as glue, and that has helped her in solving cases, ‘cause if she handles a case, she won’t rest until she gets to the bottom of the case. She rolls out of the grudgingly after stopping her alarm to prepare for the day. She starts humming her favourite song, the one her mum always sang for her to sleep while showering, which brings back the few memories she still remembers about her mother back.

“It’s close. Closer than it should be.” “How do you know?” he asked softly. “Because it’s calling,” she said. “And it knows we’re coming.” Hours passed. The path widened briefly before dipping into a gorge and a valley carved by ancient rivers and long since frozen solid. Jagged spears of ice jutted from the ground like broken glass. The snow here was stained gray, as if the world itself had been burned and refrozen. They descended carefully, boots slipping on the frost-slick stone. Aria’s fingers brushed the wall beside her for balance and and jerked back as she felt the faintest pulse beneath the ice.

The level’s name; The Glorious Blade, appeared in the air in front of us, glowing golden before it disappeared. I pulled Natalia to my side as the ground beneath our feet froze, revealing what looked like the sea. Except the sea was frozen, and the words, The Sea of Ice, appeared on the ground beneath our feet, frozen, and craved on ice. Natalia took a deep breath and cold air blew out of her mouth for a second before she took my hand in hers, warming it using her own body’s temperature. I was a wolf, and didn’t need it, but I didn’t dare open my mouth to tell her otherwise. If anything, she was saving me the energy that my wolf would be losing to maintain my body’s heat, and the last thing

Glass dug in. Her breath tore out of her in uneven gasps. “Enough,” Ricardo said. It wasn’t a reprimand. It was a spell in the shape of a command. The lights flickered back on. The room looked like the aftermath of a storm. Glass glittered on every surface. Curtains flapped in the freezing wind. The once perfect windows were jagged teeth. A hairline crack ran up the wall like a lightning scar. Blood streaked the floor beneath Althea. Nerisa appeared at Ricardo’s shoulder, face white.

She watched my hands, quiet for a moment, before standing up awkwardly. I opened the heavy plastic door and stepped onto the ice. I held my hand out. Roselle stepped over the threshold, her skates hitting the slick surface. Both of her feet instantly slid in opposite directions. I caught her by the arms before she could hit the ice. She gripped my jacket sleeves like her life depended on it, her eyes wide. “Okay,” she breathed. “Okay, this is very slippery.” “It’s ice, Roselle.” “Shut up.”

He looked utterly gutted at the thought that someone would so easily throw away the bond he had been seeking his whole life. Seeing his distorted face, Nueva didn't have the heart to tell him the rest. So instead, she grabbed his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. His fingers intertwined with hers of their own accord. And he leaned over and tenderly kissed the top of her forehead. The packed snow ahead rolled into an impressive drop. The group stopped at the edge and looked out over a dome-shaped Antarctic glacier. Finally, the silky mist curtain appeared in the distance beyond the bright blue ice sheets. After endless hours in the freezing snow, the opening door in the fog leading home was

His deep eyes caught mine the moment he stood up to introduce himself in class. He got stuck with a desk in the back corner. On his way there, he tripped at least seven times. One evening, as I got to school, I saw a bunch of kids rushing toward the alley out back. Lucy Thompson, my classmate, out of breath, stopped me and said, "Isabella, they're saying the new guy is getting the tar beaten out of him in the alley. Let's go check it out." She pulled me along to the alley, and right as we got there, I heard someone shout, "You think you can steal my girl, you bastard?"

DEER STALKERS** “Why don’t we rest a little?” C@$$andra asked the others They’ve been walking and searching for hours without stop “Yes plea-se,I really need the rest” Odile,another girl said with a gro-an “We don’t have to rest as if we are sick,,just drink some water and let’s continue. I’m not even tired,,” Odette scoffed “But I am tired” C@$$andra snapped “Then rest while the rest of us continue with the search,just follow me and everything will be fine,trust me” Odette said