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Forever Ice
Forever Ice
Forever Ice
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Forever Ice

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The fifth-dimensional earth is ruled by five elemental kings who maintains balance and sustains life for all the other dimensional earths. However, King Farron of Fire has decided to conquer all the other kingdoms and take the power of the elements from the crystals of the dead kings. However, Nytra, the water princess takes the crystals, and escapes to the third-dimensional earth to protect them. With the Spirit Crystal lost during her escape to earth, she must appoint a human with her powers to find the crystal, or Nytra will be a frozen statue forever.

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Release dateMay 25, 2014
ISBN9781311649164
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    Forever Ice - Winter Harmon-Mensah

    Forever Ice

    Winter Harmon-Mensah

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    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright 2014 Winter Harmon-Mensah

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    About The Author

    Chapter One

    It is dark and lonely here. Where ever here is. Silence overshadows this empty feeling that I feel. And I feel nothing but the coldness in the air of this hospital room. I can hear every sound echoing off the whiteness of the walls that was once stained with the blood of those who died in this room before me. I can feel a deathly breeze attempting to penetrate through this second-hand hospital gown that I am wearing. I can hear the beeping, and the buzzing, and the dripping from the life support machines that shifts the odds in my favor between life and death. It’s so cold in here. Does anyone hear me? Turn up the heat. My closed eyes are shifting back and forth beneath my caramel brown skin. I’m trying to open my eyes, but I can’t. I’m frozen in time. The bed I am laying in is shaking. The life support machines that I’m hooked up to are going hay wire. I can hear the medical staff rushing to my aid. The nurses can’t figure it out. The nurse says, I can’t get a pulse! I flat line. But then I remember why I almost died. The sun is shining on the city of Pleasantville, a suburban town seven miles from Atlantic City, N.J. The grass is green and the trees are abundant around Pleasantville High School on Franklin Boulevard. Built in 1923, its old brick and concrete design gives it a ghostly historical monumental feel. It is three floors high with large rectangle windows chasing around the building on every floor. There are still two payphones existing outside the cafeteria doors in which one doesn’t work, and no elevators. The auditorium had the same design as in the movie Lean On Me, with its wide wooden stage and its musty red movie theater carpet. If anyone wanted to hide, the balcony would be a great place to enjoy the view from above. The gymnasium was big enough to have two gym classes at the same time by using the sliding dividing walls. The bleachers were the brown wooden kind everyone sat on during pep rallies and basketball games.

    On this particular autumn day in 1998 during third period gym, the coach’s whistle blows for everyone to get in line to start class. Coach Wilson, a fifty-four year old Caucasian man with a receded hairline and a mustache. He always wore a windbreaker jacket, a white t-shirt, and blue knee length shorts. He had very hairy muscular calves. He always yelled as if he was still a drill sergeant in the army. He would blow his whistle for every little thing and as much as he wanted. He would take roll call, and then announce what the gym activity of the day would be. "I have a lot of paperwork to catch up on today, so my assistant coach Rowland here, will be supervising you today. That being said, today will be a free

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