Cold Winds Blow (Jack Frost x Reader, Rise of the Guardians, Book 2)
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  • Reads 1,892
  • Votes 65
  • Parts 13
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Apr 04, 2020
It's impossible. It can't be. Only just a few days ago, he was pulled back into the shadows. How could he have made such a quick recovery? How is he out? 

A million thoughts ran through my head as Jack looked around frantically. How is this a thing? I looked to Jack just in time to push him out of the way as the spear pierced my skin, leaving shadows and monsters in my vision. I clung to the railing, trying to fight it off. But my fear got the better of me...
















That's right!! A Book 2!!!!!! You got it, I wrote it, we need it, everyone wins... But don't let that fool you. Maybe, going dark isn't as bad as seemed when your memories are all gone.....?
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