Of Flame & Frost


 Contents
 
 
 
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 . Chapter 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Flame & Frost
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 1. Chapter 1
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 2. Chapter 2
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 3. Chapter 3
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 4. Chapter 4
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 5. Chapter 5
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 6. Chapter 6
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 7. Chapter 7
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 8. Chapter 8
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 9. Chapter 9
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 The Landing
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 10. Chapter 10
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 11. Chapter 11
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 12. Chapter 12
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 13. Chapter 13
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 14. Chapter 14
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 15. Chapter 15
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 16. Chapter 16
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 17. Chapter 17
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 18. Chapter 18
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 19. Chapter 19
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 20. Chapter 20
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 21. Chapter 21
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 22. Chapter 22
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 23. Chapter 23
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 24. Chapter 24
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Fireball
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 25. Chapter 25
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Of Flame & Frost
 Magik Prep Academy
 AJ Skelly
 
 
 
 Quill & Flame Publishing House
 
 
 Copyright Copyright © 2023 by AJ Skelly Partial Cover Art and Interior Artwork © 2023 Dawn Davidson All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher or author, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. “And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this?” -Mordecai of Susa Chapter 1 A SPEN Shadows lengthened in the darkening night, dancing and writhing with the bodies on the island. “Come on, Aspen,” Kasin said, tugging my hand. His cool blue eyes twinkled down at me as his perfect lips curved in a winning smile. My knees went weak as the full force of that smile turned on me. “I want to show you something.” His lips tickled my pointed ear as he whispered. His hand snaked around the small of my back, guiding me down the path, away from the bonfire and the groups of dancing teenagers. “Aspen, come dance with us!” one of the nymph girls called from a circle of twirling students. Her lithe, nearly translucent form swayed to the music. Curls of magic amplified the noise, setting the beat thumping in my chest. Kasin squeezed my hand as my heart picked up another notch. Parties on the island were common on the weekends. We needed a break from boarding school every now and then. But this was the first one I’d ever been to with Kasin. “Maybe later,” I called with a wave of my hand. The nymph winked at me, fluttering her long fingers. “Kasin! They’re setting up a game of catch the pixie! We had a freshman pixie volunteer! We can’t let that go,” an elf with ears pierced five times called. “You can catch him on your own,” Kasin called back with a grin. “What? You’re missing out!” “Not this time,” Kasin said softly to me as he tugged me deeper into the shadows surrounding several of the old buildings that dotted the island in