Terraria Frost King Novels & Stories

"Because she's no more. Died during the greatest tragedy our kingdom has ever known," Hearing that, Isolde stepped toward Roga and lowered her voice as she quizzed intently. "What was the greatest tragedy about?" She could feel Roga's mind warring with whether she should reveal such information to Isolde, since she was human, but Isolde nudged her more, telling Roga that she could trust her. At that, the older female opened up. "It's the great purge we call it. The annihilation of all the female species in our kingdom by the Butcher..." She paused, looking at Isolde through her lashes as she worded. "Lord Draco's father, King Cormac,"

Some of my soldiers adjust behind the cameras, giving me the signal to start speaking. “Citizens of Veridiana! I address you today with an important proclamation. Today marks the beginning of a new era for our kingdom. A new rule, a new king. I, Drave Frost, firstborn of King Bryen Frost, a pureblood werewolf. For too long, you have been ruled by the weak and impure hand of my half-brother, Caelum—a false king who failed to care for you,” I declare, my voice steady and resolute as I look directly into the camera. “At this very moment, while I speak to you, Caelum is away from the capital, leaving it defenseless and forgotten. You, my beloved citizens, have been neglected and abandoned by Cae

Dukia protested. “Grandpa? She called me Grandpa. James she called me Grandpa.” Arthur exclaimed. “Does this mean you have forgiven me?” “I can’t say I have forgiven you yet. Because honestly, I do not know what I am currently feeling. Maybe, one day I will be able to forgive you.” Dukia replied. “Of course, of course. I won’t rush you, take your time. I’m just grateful I get to see you before I leave this earth.” Arthur said.

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.

"I am the Keeper of the South. I have watched you from afar. Your rise. Your struggles. Your victories." "Where are my scouts?" "They are safe. I have kept them as guests." She smiles, but there is no warmth in it. "I needed to bring you here. To speak with you." "Speak, then." "The southern territories are awakening. An ancient power stirs beneath the ice. A power that has been sleeping for centuries. It threatens to consume everything. Your kingdom. Your people. Your world." "What power?" "The Frost Wolf. A creature of ice and winter. It is the opposite of the Dark Wolf. Where the Dark Wolf is shadow, the Frost Wolf is cold. It seeks to freeze the world. To cover everything in ice."

He looked back to Zyan, trying his best to make the situation better. "Alpha Frost, please," he stammered, his voice ragged. "I honestly had no idea he was following me. He has been my right hand for decades, but his grief has poisoned his judgment. Let me stay, let me talk to you—let us smooth this over before—"

The ceiling was dark, and I stared at it and felt the tightness in my chest settling into something colder and more useful. Whatever Nymeria Kane had been hiding in Drakenfall for five years, Marcus would find it. And when he did, I would know exactly what to do with it.

She didn’t think there was anyone who could see a wolf with such golden fur and stature and not be surprised. He set a near leisurely “Daphne.” “Yes, Arthur?” “… If I become king, wouldn’t I have to manage Brown Valley as well?” Daphne swallowed, “Why do you ask?” “There’s a map in… the late king’s study of the werewolf kingdom.” Arthur sighed, “The Royal family unified all the territory out to the Brown Valley…”

He looked down at me and grinned devilishly and I shook my head. "I'm devoted to my mate." I briefly thought of Marwan and thought he would have been perfect. "I liked Vazill's sense of humor but he's not into males and would tell my queen," he growled sadly. Tymerd knocked and entered the rooms. "I'm announcing Dregs Krokix, reptilian king," he said. I had run towards the doors the moment he said Dregs and was currently holding him in a tight embrace and kissing him like I missed him. Dregs was chuckling and telling me to act more appropriately.

Astonishment and rage showed on his face "Make way !! Make way!! " he immediately jumped inside the flowing ice lake and brought out the imperial egg, when he came out he was shivering from head to toe as he is a Gold dragon who can't frost nor near cold, he only risked his life to safe the imperial hatchling because the king will order the eradication of his whole family if anything happen to the imperial eggs