The Ice King Novels & Stories

Jax closed it. Miller turned the laptop so we could see the screen. It was a screenshot of a comment on a fan forum dedicated to the Vipers. The comment was from an account with no followers and a username that included a reference to a popular player nickname. It said: Work on the equipment side. Can confirm the ice king and the comet situation is not just hockey chemistry. Saw enough to know. Won't say more but it's real and it's been real for a while. Below it, the original post had three hundred replies and climbing.

As I stared at the untouchable Ice King willingly breaking himself into pieces just to lay the world at my feet, a terrifying truth finally settled in my heart. This was never just a fake deal. And God help me, I was completely falling for him.

But the image of Elias dancing, loose, confident, beautiful, refused to leave his head. The ice was cracking faster now. And Jax wasn’t sure how much longer he could pretend it was solid beneath his feet.

"Eleven hundred." "Three thousand, Mrs. Daniel, when you count the families." His eyes were tired. "Do you know what they called him in the building? The Ice King. Not as a joke. They said it very quietly, in elevators, with the doors shut. I have spent two years trying to make people forget that name. If Julian walks back in, even for one meeting, they will stop trusting me. They will know the ice never melted. They only moved to a different floor."

JAXSON "Smile, Feya. People are taking photos," I murmured, keeping my voice low as we stepped out into the freezing air of the quad. "Smiling without a genuine emotional trigger creates an unnatural facial contortion," Feya said flatly, her eyes locked on the stone steps. "Observers will recognize the disingenuous nature of the expression." God, this woman. "They don't want genuine, Ghost," I said, slinging my arm over her shoulder and pulling her against my side. "They want to see that the Ice King hasn't lost his mind over a bad game, and that his genius girlfriend isn't dumping him."

Cox glowering at her. She could also feel another pair of eyes melting through her skin, turning her eyes to the head of the table, she was met with the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen. Alex Donovan, the ruthless billionaire CEO and also the most eligible bachelor in City M, in fact the country. The pictures she had come across while doing her research had not done him justice. She aimed a smile at him and turned to listen to the presentation Mr. Cox was giving. The next 10 minutes passed in a haze of boredom. This was probably the worst PowerPoint presentation she had ever seen and that was saying a lot.

But when he spoke, his voice was so low and cold it shook the glass doors. “They won’t get far,” he murmured. He turned around and walked back into the room. He didn’t look at me yet. His eyes went straight to the floor near the empty crib. Little Julian was still curled up in a tiny ball on the rug, crying and covering his ears. He was shaking from the cold wind blowing in from the balcony. Alexander put back his gun into his waistband, walked over, and knelt in front of the little boy. For a man who was called the Ice King, his movements were surprisingly gentle. He lifted Julian into his massive arms, tucking the boy’s head securely against his broad should

he whispered. "Let me be the judge of that." Time stopped. The city glittered beyond the windows. The fire crackled softly. And Xander Black, the Ice King, the man who never let anyone close, was about to kiss me.

SEVEN The moment I stepped onto the ice, I knew I had no room for mistakes. My coach had given me a few games to prove that I still deserved my place on the team, and after everything that had happened during practice, I could not afford another failure. The note I had found in my locker remained in the back of my mind, reminding me that someone knew about my family and wanted my crown. I tried to push the thought away as I tightened my gloves and looked toward the opposing team, determined to prove that the wolf inside me had not destroyed the hockey player I had worked so hard to become.

The ice king was so surprised , he thought that the king and the queen had already retired and that they both found and appointed a new ruler ofr the coronation. " oh ! Shit , we were all tricked . " he mumbled not bothering to take off his eyes from the two couples who were breathing steadily and unconscious. Soon his eyes found somebody, moena !! She hid herself on the corner of the room like it was her shelter ,trembling and her eyes leaking with tears of regret . I did not kill her , she murmured and rocked her body .. I swear I did not !! I did not... She kept on saying the same words .