Novel & Cerita Shira Ice Age

come home soon, school tomorrow [Nora]: leaving now I lied. I stayed another twenty minutes, taking shots on myself from awkward angles, trying to outrun the quiet fear that had been building since the offer came in. What if I went and failed? What if I stayed and always wondered? What if the one thing that had always made sense, me and Jordan against the world on this ice couldn’t survive the distance? By the time I finally unlaced my skates, my legs were jelly and my mind was louder than the arena lights buzzing overhead. I shoved everything into my bag and headed for the side exit, the cold night air hitting me like a wake-up call.

"I don't care if it takes a thousand years. I'm going to melt this ice." The City of Oakhaven is saved, the Abyssal Shift has been harmonized, and the Trench-King has been quelled. But the Queen is a statue of Permafrost, and her Harem is left to guard a silent Goddess. But in the deep silence of Elara's frozen mind, a new door has opened—one that leads to the memories of the Shifters who lived before the sun was born.

“Absolutely genius. I fucking kiss you, man.” “Please don’t.” He tried tugging me away. I moved backward. “Let’s crush those fuckers tonight!!!!” ⸻ The rink smelled like sweat, ice, and raw aggression. My skates cut across the ice, slicing through the cold like my nerves slicing through my skull. The Vipers were cocky, overconfident, loud as hell, thinking this game was theirs for the taking. They didn’t know I was a fucking hurricane in human form tonight.

A girl named Shira asked. " Tonight. Xander will be transformed in three weeks time. I will arrange your marriage with him so that I can save our kind." " This is good news,my queen. I can't wait to become Xander's bride."She happily left the throne room. Shira is a vampire. She is 100 years old but the fact that vampire doesn't age made her look like a teenager. Queen Kate and her father had been friends for ages. This friendship could have led to marriage but along the line Kate fell in love with a human.

"I'll go with you. But one condition. I won't fight you to the death. I'm pregnant. You use glacial meltwater. I use lily-of-the-valley. You test my infiltration. I test your freeze." "You think the Ice Wolf pack only knows freezing." Freya's ice-blue slit pupils glowed with pale fluorescence. "You will see the true power of the Ice Wolf pack." --- At high noon, the northern ice plains were a blinding expanse of white. When the wind was still, the ice reflected so fiercely it was hard to keep eyes open. Beneath the ice lay tens of thousands of years of frozen soil. Beneath that, older ice still—permafrost from the last ice age. It ran so deep even the Ice Wolf pack had never found its bottom

Something very human. “I know what it looks like,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper now, “… when someone skates like they’re reaching for a ghost.” A chill crept up my spine. A ghost. Is that what she saw when she looked at me on the ice? Is that really how I looked? I swallowed. “Wait… yearning?” My throat felt dry. The word echoed in my head like a dropped coin spinning on tile. “Logan?” Tasha gave a small, bitter chuckle and shook her head, like she couldn’t believe I needed her to say it aloud. “Oh yeah.”

He opened the crate. Inside were obsidian blades. Spears tipped with volcanic glass. And arrows fletched with eagle feathers. "The Shadow Claw fought the Nulls in the First Age," Silas explained. "They used stone and wood. Things of the earth. Inert matter." I picked up a short obsidian sword. It was heavy, the edge sharper than a razor. "I feel like a caveman," I said, strapping the scabbard to my thigh. "Cavemen survived the Ice Age," Silas said. "Civilizations died."

It was a Frost-Wyrm of the high rifts—an ancient, territorial leviathan that had slept beneath the glacier since the First Age, now awakened by the violent thermal overload of the Spires below. The beast let out a high-pitched, glass-shattering shriek that made the six-legged tundra striders panic, their massive claws losing their grip on the slick ice shelf. With a single, sweeping strike of its massive, ice-plated tail, the leviathan shattered the trailing guard sled, sending the white-armored Pale Guards and their mounts screaming into the bottomless abyss below. The lead sled, carrying Kaelen, Killian, and me, fishtailed violently across the narrow ledge, the outer runner hanging useless

way she thought she might have come from and started walking. She began running through the dark, eerie forest wanting nothing more than to escape. All of a sudden she’s falling through chilly air. She plummet into the frigid depths of some form of water. She kick struggling against the frigid, clutching grip of what she finally realized was a river. She broke the surface coming back into the chilly air and took a sharp breath. Shirley sat at the bank of the river, with water dripping from her hair and body. Her body shivered harshly as the cold wind came out of nowhere. She let out a heavy breath and there was a trace of vapor in it. She folded her arms firmly and bowed; and let out a whi

The only time people go by car was to go out of town, or if you're a Ludlow or the very few upper-class families in that very small town then you get to go around town by car with a driver. She was walking home from school that day, she and her friends Mandy and Kayla took the usual route past the lake near the woods. There were people swimming in the lake, they heard them laughing, jumping into the lake and splashes of water. They were teenagers, a bit older than them, not from their area, sure enough, her eyes were immediately locked with those ice-blue-eyes, staring at her from the water. Something surged inside her, she didn't realize how much she wanted to see him again until she finall