Novel De Glace Novels & Stories

Now let’s get down to business to defeat the Huns. Girl stop. I drove the blade of my sword into the ground and the earth split, light shining through the ground. Ice spread through the earth, across the field, and encasing the enemy in a cocoon of ice. Like human/zombie popsicles. Push them over Morrigan. I did what Winter suggested and pushed one of the zombies over and the ice shatter into a million pieces along with the zombie. It was dead, again, and I saw its soul escape from its icy prison.

Naeva Quinn I must have dozed off while reading, because when my eyes fluttered open, I was lying sprawled across the cold marble floor. The book on hockey, the one I had promised myself I would finish that night, was wide open just inches from my face. My whole body felt frozen from sleeping on the floor. But then, something strange happened. The moment I noticed that I was cold and started shivering, it vanished immediately . I sat up quickly, blinking, pressing my palm to the marble again and it was still warm which was impossible. The floor never changed temperature, at least not like that.

Do you trust me, Credell? 'Why not? This could be true. on the other side. My people are not good sailors. They lived among the valleys beneath the mighty glaciers, fighting, hunting and spending their days. "I only heard that the ice glacier lifted the ship off the ground and arrived at Ironmaster's Isle." — It is true to some extent. Why would anyone want to sail abroad? They will surely get these demons.” "I heard the glacier is healthy... cannibals."

VIVIANE I put my fingers inside her hair and stroked, reveling in her softness and wanting to make sure this was happening. When I realized it, we were already lying on a chaise longue, kissing passionately. I had never been with another person in such an intimate moment because João Felipe was touching me in a way that I never allowed anyone else to touch me. I guess I've always been waiting for him. I had my eyes closed, enjoying even more intensely the sensations awakened by Felipe's hands when I remembered where we were and tried to make him stop again, pulling my lips away.

Anna The morning sun hit the fresh snow at an angle that turned the basin into a blinding sheet of white diamonds. The three-day storm had left behind a landscape so pristine it felt untouched by human hands—a world scrubbed clean of tracks, roads, and pasts. The thermometer outside the kitchen window read minus twelve, but inside La Clairière, the dry, radiant warmth of the stone fireplace made the air feel like a midsummer afternoon.

"I will never believe another word that comes out of his mouth. Not a single breath. The past few days were just a bad dream on the ice, and now I'm waking up to the freezing reality." "Collins, you're shaking so hard the kitchen tiles are rattling." "I am fine, Patricia. The snow just melted in my hands outside the transit pavilion, and I realized I could melt glaciers with my bare skin but I couldn't warm a single corner of Ada Lube's frozen heart."

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

At first, he thought it would’ve looked the same as Casterfall City, had it not fallen into ruins. The Stone Glacier Citadel rose high at the center of the city ruins, surrounded by abandoned houses of broken stones with thick snow upon the roofs. The citadel seemed the most damaged among all the structures of the city. The entire West Wing had fallen … pillars had been destroyed in the Glacian Temple … even the Statue of Glaceus; an enormous white deer with a thousand horns made of ice, had been broken down into stone fragments.

As werewolves, we needed more structure than humans did. We needed to keep strict control over our wolves, and to do that, we had to adhere to the hierarchy. After dinner, Luca and I went for a walk, and he took me to a beautiful place with a waterfall and a fairly large pond. There he told me the story of his mother and how she became the world champion ice skater.

Three days later, frost coated the stone courtyard of the estate. Too precise. Each ice crystal was a perfect hexagon, edges ruler-straight, as if forced into shape by some internal pressure. They glowed faint blue at the edges under the early morning sun. Cold light seeped from within. Scent made physical. Glacial meltwater, unique to the Ice Wolf pack. Step on it and it wouldn't shatter. It would emit a fine, crystalline sound.