Primal Frost Illusion Novels & Stories

The frost pushed against my ribs, trying to burst through, trying to escape the prison I had made for it. "No," I growled. My voice came out distorted, layered with something that was not human. The beast bloodline was responding, surging up from my core to reinforce my crumbling control. My eyes shifted to silver. My fingernails darkened into claws. The frost hesitated. It remembered me now, remembered the last time I had awakened. It did not want to fight that again. I pushed back. The glacier held. The frost settled. And when the freeze ended, I was still standing.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, knowing sleep wouldn't come easily because tomorrow I returned to real life; campus, classes, work. Just as I was finally drifting off, I heard a sound from the living room, a low pained groan that made my blood run cold and I rushed out to find Frost on the floor, convulsing, his eyes blazing pure gold. "Frost!" I dropped to my knees beside him. His body was changing, his hands becoming clawed, his teeth sharpening. His skin shimmered. "Jackson," Frost gasped, his voice distorted and terrified, "get away, I can't, I can't control—"

“I am real, Milo. I am very, very real.” “No, you’re in my dream. You’re just a woman I made up,” the wolf growled low and deep and the throbbing in his wrist intensified. “What more must Destroyer and I have to do to convince you that we are real?” “Destroyer? What the hell kind of name is ‘destroyer’? That has got to be something I made up,” he argued, even as he readjusted her so that he pulled her coat back a little, revealing a thick embroidered bodice and pushed up breasts that, even when blue with cold, pulled at his attention. He licked his lips. Because of the cold.

I felt the weight of everyone’s gaze, Alex and Elysia watching from the clearing edge, Remy stepping closer, silent as always. Remy’s eyes narrowed. “Frostfire,” he said softly. “It hasn’t appeared in generations.” I blinked at him. “Frostfire?” He nodded slowly. “A rare manifestation of Phoenix energy. Powerful. Unpredictable. Dangerous if left unchecked.” The flames pulsed once, then collapsed into nothing, leaving frost on the ground, shimmering faintly in the sunlight. My breath came in quick, sharp bursts. “You’re… extraordinary,” Twix murmured, studying me carefully. “You’ve inherited something beyond anyone’s expectations.”

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.

She commented. I spent the next few seconds tense as I watched Frost in pain and I was unable to help her. With in a few minutes, Mirra wiped the black tears that had leaved a trail down her cheeks and when Frost finally opened her eyes, the frost blue eyes I loved are no longer frost blur but peach black. "Well? Did it work?" Frost asked to which Mirra nodded her head. I was a bit annoyed that it worked. Because if it hadn't, then Frost would have been forced to abandon this ridiculous mission and she will have to trust me with it.

Haleth intervened, saying, “You know what I’m here for, Xoel. What do you want in exchange? I’m willing to fork up whatever it is you need.” Xoel replied helplessly, “I already told you, Haleth. You need the Glacies’ Illus and Ice Curse to detoxify Flammae poison. The Illus is a precious treasure of the Glacies. Unfortunately, they’ve already been wiped out. Even the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion can’t provide you with it.” James was immediately attracted to their conversation. He said nonchalantly, “You need the Glacies’ Ice Curse? I have stumbled upon one of the Glacies’ ruins and learned their primitive inscriptions. I’ve mastered the Ice Curse and also happen to have the Illus.”

I announced as I took my phone and checked something " Guys looked at this photo," I said as I handed it over to them " What about it? " Lyon asked as he gave me the phone " This was a group picture we took at the entrance of blu island, if you remember carefully the van was parked behind us and if you zoom into the picture you’ll notice that the van isn’t there " " Are you… saying…Melody isn’t… real? " Liv said in stutter as she widened her eyes “ Yes, and No, I don’t just think Melody isn’t real but I think everything about her isn’t real. We are having been living in an illusion "

My heart fluttered like crazy as I saw a silhouette emerge from behind the shadows. He was clad in a long cloak, the hood covered his head. Even his face was hidden by a mask. His sinister eyes were as cold as the frost. When I looked into them I felt like my soul was sucked out of me. A gasp escaped as my hand flew to my mouth. Darkness radiated from him. He was certainly the evilest creature I had seen in my entire life. I can say this with conviction as I have encountered Praishe several times in my life.

Jace hands her his black t-shirt, before turning his back to us, still holding his jacket out in front of him. I get up, dipping my head down, resting my forehead against the cool wet blades, focusing on the human within. Willing my wolf to retreat. I slowly retract my claws and canines, pawing at the ground and licking my teeth as they do. My bones swiftly and smoothly shorten their length, seeming to gliding into each other, like the rods of a tent as they click into place. I can feel my wolf melt away along with my fur, and shiver at the cold breeze blowing over my bare naked body.