All Chapters of FROZEN SOVEREIGN: THE ICEBOUND OVERLORD : Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
10 chapters
Betrayal and Rebirth
CHAPTER ONE “Ruby…” Zane called out into the dark, windy snow. “Please, open the door. It’s freezing out here. I can’t bear this cold anymore…” He cried out, but there was no response. “Mom! Edgar! Open the door and undo the chain, please! I’ll listen to you now—I won’t make a fuss about the supplies, I promise…” Zane’s voice was breaking as he struggled to speak. “Oh? Too late for you to beg now.” Madelyn—Zane’s adopted mother, appeared behind the glass door with a vicious expression. Beside her stood Edgar, her son… and in his arms was Zane’s fiancée, Ruby. Zane’s pupils constricted as he struggled against the chains binding his hands. “Ruby! What are you doing in Edgar’s arms? Move away from him and help me, please! I’m going to die…” His voice was already fading. Ruby laughed. “Move away? You must be crazy, Zane. Edgar and I are a thing. We’ve been dating unrestricted for three years now. You just didn't notice, did you?” Zane trembled violently in the snow. His lips parted
Past Life Knowledge
CHAPTER TWOZane stepped out of the house. The air outside was cool, the sunlight gentle against his skin. He exhaled slowly. In just twenty days… people would beg for this kind of weather to return.“Zane? Is that you?” A voice called out. It was Freya—one of the many aunties in the Creamcastle Estate neighborhood. Two heavy sacks lay beside her as she struggled to lift one onto a trolley. Zane glanced at her… then looked away. He didn’t move.“Oh, it really is you!” she said with a smile. “Come help me carry these. They’re too heavy.” She gestured for him to come over. Zane remained where he was. If this were his previous life, he would have rushed over without hesitation—carrying the load all the way to her building at the far end of the estate. But that same woman… Had later accused him of stealing apples from her crates. Worse, she was the one who suggested Madelyn chain him to the peach blossom tree and leave him outside to freeze. Zane turned and began walking away.“Hey! Zane!
Making Up For Past Mistakes
CHAPTER THREE Zane arrived at a sophisticated restaurant tucked away at the quiet end of the estate. Normally, he would never step foot into a place like this. Not because he couldn’t afford it—which, to be fair, wasn’t entirely wrong—but because of his past behavior. He had arrogantly spoken harsh words to the restaurant owner and her daughter… All because they had once spoken ill of Madelyn and Ruby. Back then, Zane believed he was defending the people who mattered to him. He thought Alina was jealous after he rejected her. He believed she couldn’t accept it and resorted to badmouthing Ruby out of spite. But now—He knew the truth. She had been right all along. Even at the moment of his death… She was the only one who rushed toward him. The only one who tried to save him. But it had been too late. He had already frozen to death. Zane’s gaze dimmed slightly. This time… He would make things right. “Welcome, please come in.” A male waiter greeted him with a polite smile and gestured
Bunker Item Transporter System
CHAPTER FOUR Ruby’s face went pale. For a brief moment, she couldn’t speak. “W-What nonsense are you saying?” she stammered. “You’re just trying to push the blame on me because you’re jealous!” “Jealous?” Zane let out a low chuckle. Of Edgar? The thought alone was laughable. “Zane!” Madelyn’s sharp voice cut through the tension as she stormed out of the house. Her eyes immediately fell on Ruby; dust-covered and teary, before shifting to Zane. Her expression darkened. “What did you do to her?” she demanded. Zane didn’t even look at her. “Nothing,” he replied flatly. “Nothing?” Madelyn snapped. “Look at her! You pushed her, didn’t you?” “She fell,” Zane said calmly. “Zane! If you hadn’t rejected her hug, would she have fallen?” Edgar barked. “Apologize to her right now!” Zane finally turned, his gaze cold and unbothered. “And if I don’t?” Edgar clenched his fists. “You think just because you refused earlier, you can act however you want? Don’t forget your place in this house.” Z
Hoarding Fresh Vegetables
CHAPTER FIVEZane pushed the door open and stepped into the living room. The first thing he saw was Ruby, curled up beside Edgar on the sofa, her hand resting lightly on his chest. Edgar leaned back comfortably, one arm around her shoulders. They didn’t even bother to separate. Zane clicked his tongue lightly. So, they weren’t even hiding it anymore. Ruby glanced at him and smiled, indifferent… almost mocking, as if to say he no longer mattered.Zane didn’t react. He walked in slowly and stopped a few steps away. “Transfer the money.” Straight to the point. Madelyn, seated across from them, remained calm. She crossed her legs, not even surprised. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”Zane’s gaze locked onto her. “You interfered with the auction.”“Oh?” she raised a brow. “So, you actually registered for the auction? The fee is ten thousand dollars. I didn’t know you could afford that.”“Drop the act,” Zane said coldly. “Send me my money.”Madelyn sighed. “Zane, you really should s
Iron Vault Defense System
CHAPTER SIX Zane stepped out of Eden High Vegetable Farm Market, the noise behind him slowly fading as he moved toward the roadside. Not far ahead—he saw Alina. She stood beside a small delivery cart, checking through a list while a few workers loaded crates behind her. Zane’s gaze shifted. Margaret was there too. The restaurant owner stood with her arms folded, watching the loading process like a hawk. Alina looked up first—and froze. “…Zane?” Her eyes moved past him… then widened slightly as she noticed the scale of what had just been purchased. An entire stall deliveries being arranged. “You…” she stepped closer, brows knitting together, “you already told me to stock up yesterday.” Her voice lowered. “Don’t tell me all this is yours?” Zane gave a small nod. “Yes.” Alina stared at him, clearly trying to process it. “…You’re serious,” she murmured. Margaret turned at that moment. “Who are you talking to—" She paused when she saw Zane. “Oh?” A smile spread across her face. “If
A Deal With IVDS
CHAPTER SEVEN Zane sat across from her, his fingers tapping the table once before going still. “The bunker…” he began, “…has already been built.” Trigger’s brows lifted slightly. “It was constructed by your company,” Zane continued, “about twenty years ago. That got her full attention. “Oh?” She leaned back, interest piqued. Zane didn’t pause. “I’ve seen the structure. It’s old, but the foundation is still solid. What I need isn’t a new bunker…” His brows furrowed slightly. “I want it restructured. Reinforced. Upgraded to the highest possible standard.” A small smile appeared on Trigger’s face. “Go on.” Zane leaned forward. “I want full environmental insulation. Materials that can withstand extreme climate changes. Internal temperature regulation—constant, unaffected by external conditions. Even if the outside drops to extreme levels…” He paused briefly. “…it shouldn’t affect the inside.” Trigger’s lips curved again. She already understood where this was going. Zane continued, “Th
Claiming The Will
CHAPTER EIGHT “Go against you?” Zane stared straight into her eyes. Madelyn instinctively shivered. “Where I get my money is none of your business,” he said coldly. “Why don’t you stay in your lane and enjoy whatever little peace you have left… before I decide how to deal with you?” His voice dropped slightly. “And who gave you permission to rummage through my things? He began descending the stairs slowly. Madelyn couldn’t believe her ears. Zane… questioning her? Deal with her? In all the years he had lived under this roof, he had never once spoken to her like this. Not once. Her heart pounded violently as she struggled to steady herself. This morning’s threat still lingered in her mind. How did he know about her affair with Marcus? Does he really have evidence against her? Her fingers curled unconsciously. After he left earlier, she had gone straight to his room, searching carefully, and thoroughly, but found nothing except the document for that abandoned property. Still… The unea
Another Family Overseas
CHAPTER NINE That only made things worse. Tristan’s face twisted with rage as he slowly pushed himself up. “You…” his voice trembled with fury. “You think you’ve won?” Zane didn't respond. That silence pushed him over the edge. “You shouldn’t have survived!” Tristan suddenly roared. “You should have died with them back then!” The room fell into a deadly silence. Even Madelyn froze. Zane’s expression barely changed. But his eyes turned cold. He stepped closer. “…Say that again,” he said quietly. “You should have died,” Tristan continued, his voice rising with uncontrollable rage. “All of this nonsense wouldn’t be happening if you had died with them back then! That company is mine—and it will not be sold at any cost!” Zane’s expression darkened. “…Yours?” he repeated. His brows furrowed as he stared straight at Tristan. “Why are you so desperate to keep it?” Zane asked slowly. That single question seemed to hit something. Tristan’s face stiffened. Before he could respond— “…Because
Five Days Before Apocalypse
CHAPTER TEN Edgar’s voice was still ringing beside her, but it grated against her ears. She didn’t even turn to look at him. Her expression shifted subtly, the faintest hint of disdain surfacing. Compared to Zane now, Edgar looked exactly like what he was—loud, crude, and completely insignificant. She had only entertained him because Zane had seemed useless before. Now… that thought alone felt laughable. With a small, almost careless motion, she pushed Edgar aside. He stumbled slightly, caught off guard, his voice cutting off mid-sentence as confusion replaced his anger. “Ruby…?” But she was already moving. Her steps were quick, and decisive, and her focus locked entirely on Zane as she closed the distance between them without hesitation. By the time anyone reacted, she was already beside him, her hands slipping naturally around his arm, holding onto him as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “Zane…” her voice softened instantly, smooth and warm, carrying a familiarity t