I stared down at the boy laying in the snow. His hair was as white as the snow itself, and his skin matched in paleness. He was wearing a navy blue hoodie, a pair of blue jeans, and an old pair of sneakers. In one hand he held a stick, with a hook on the end.
I reached out to touch him, but I jumped back as soon as my skin came in contact with his. His was ice cold.
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Frozen Heart(A Jelsa Fanfic)
FanficElsa is still adjusting to life as the queen of Arendale. At Anna's weddings she freaks out when Prince Hans shows up. Scared by what she has done, she retreats to the mountains for safety yet again. While there she meets Jack, a boy with powers lik...
