Christopher should've known better than entering an unknown palace when running away from a bunch of delinquents. He shouldn't have ignored the signs telling him that it was bitterly cold there, too dismal. The moment he sat down on his golden throne and wore his celestial crown, he belonged to him. And there's no way to escape the Wrath Of The Ice King.

Life really does suck for Nathaniel. With a minimum wage job as a helper for a librarian and two dead parents, his life is just piles and piles of bad events. He's practically a nobody, having no signs of luck with love, money, appearance, generally nothing. Nathaniel pushes his way through survival. But life doesn't cut him some slack even after all that. Oh, no. The unlucky boy finds himself being targeted by the world's most feared mafia after he breaks into his workplace during a night shift, a mafia who can make anybody submit with the snap of his fingers, the glare of his piercing eyes that can make the strongest people tremble like a puppy. Worst of all, Nathaniel is starting to grow a little too attached to this Mafia. (Unedited)