A Touch of Frost


A Touch of Frost
Frost had heard, through the grapevine; of his brother Thorne’s impending marriage to Lily. He remembered her a tiny bit; they had played together as children. He had not been home in a long time; years in fact. He had left when he was nine years of age to train as a soldier. He was twenty-one now.  Frost healed quickly in battle; so he had always taken crazy chances, pushing the envelope of decency as far as it could go. Oh, who the hell was he kidding? When Frost looked back on his life; he quite realized that he licked, stamped, and mailed, his decency away; long before he was even a teenager. He had been killed by many an outraged husband; only to awaken just before he was buried or burned. He found himself becoming stronger by the day; and with each trip back from death, it was as though he became more dependent on his powers. Frost did remember the moment when he realised that he needed to use sex to replenish his abilities. He never felt stronger, than he did after he had finished playing dark games with a woman. Today, there was an explanation for how he felt; there was a mix of the blinding power from their union, and heart wrenching agony over his actions. He had never slept with another immortal before, and it had been remarkable to say the least.This girl was going to cause some serious complications in his easy existence. He was enthralled by every move that she had made last night. It was if there had been no choice; she was a beautiful, soaking wet, water nymph; standing waist deep in tepid water.  Why in the hell had she slept with him, only a few days before her wedding? He knew the answer to that already; what had happened between them was so much bigger than anything that could be tamed or controlled. They had no choice, from the second that they saw each other; they were finished. The passion between them was uncontrollable; it was unstoppable. He wondered if it was indestructible; because he was almost excited to read her expression, as he showed up in the center of her wedding preparations. Lilarah; who some say is the world’s most beautiful treasure, is torn between the hearts of three of the world’s most powerful, and alluring men; the brothers of prophecy. Each brother is destined to create a clan that is strong enough to crush the wings of their pure-blooded oppressors and save the children of immortality. But will they fight this war as brothers, side by side, together against the world; or will bad blood and the green-eyed monster tear them apart forever? Let the games begin.




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Published on September 21, 2012 10:17
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