Good evening. As you may already know (or may not), I used to be the author of a different Jack Frost x Reader story. It was called A Single Snowflake, and I wrote it under the name of DeathFlavour.
I started that fanfic about four to five years ago. English isn't my first language, and I was 13 when I started it, so you may be able to imagine (or remember) the horrible quality of the story. Furthermore, I based the whole thing off a dream I had once, which meant it made little to no sense and did not plan out how it was going to go. I really liked writing and posting without first checking what I had written too, so the number of mistakes there were in the text grew even more. I didn't know what to do to salvage the story, or how to do it. About a week ago or so I finally decided to let the story go. I gave my account to someone else, deleted everything I had, and started from zero with this new account.
Since I decided to let somebody else take over my story due to how much I loathed it, I have decided to actually write the story I wanted to write. This is how it starts.
I hope you like it.
YOU ARE READING
Cold hands, warm heart - (Jack Frost Reader Insert)
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