Winx Club

The winx decided to watch a horror movie, what will happen?
Bloom: Come on girls let's watch a movie
Stella: what movie?
Bloom: the ring..
Stella: No........ I hate horror movies
Musa: I tình yêu horror movies, let's watch
Aisha: yep
Flora: Yes
Tecna: oh yes

Watching the ring
Stella: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Flora: Stella I can't hear a thing.....
Stella: Sorry I think I won't sleep tonight
Flora: Why?
Stella: Obvy?? It's horror, horable !!!!
Aisha: just don't look and go to your room Stella
Stella: no i'll just get the bắp rang bơ, bỏng ngô and water, anyone help?
Aisha: bạn can do it the phòng bếp, nhà bếp is just 10 steps away...

I can't feel my senses I just feel the cold. All màu sắc seem to fade away I can't reach my soul.

She never quite liked it at all. The feeling of her powers. She wasn't born with them, not like the others. It was bởi chance.

By tragedy.

That she had come into them.

The cold was stinging, paining. She had struggled to get away from it, logged to get away from it. She was dying. It was killing her all too slowly.

Killing her until all she could feel was the cold.

Just when she thought she was Mất tích to the frost; her blood Nữ hoàng băng giá through and through, tim, trái tim slowed to practically dead.

Just when she couldn't...

Taken from a prompt bởi frostbite883 on tumblr; An Icy/Bloom fic in which Bloom is being haunted bởi a ghost and doesn't know why until...

Before I start with the actual story, the A/U comes from the fact that both Icy and Bloom will be human. They live on Earth. Bloom is a college student—living off on her own in an apartment and Icy has been out ‘in the real world’ for some time, has a job, etc.

The darkness loves you.

It needs you.

You need it.

It’s cold in here.

The whisper was soft and sweet. It lingered on the fringes of her dream. Still present as Bloom returned from a deep sleep....

"Hm.... I think we should bring them here. We need to know for sure before we go around spreading rumors that might not be true." A voice said, from inside Alfea. "...I don't know if that's such a good idea-" Another voice- a younger one- started to say, but was cut off. "I know what I'm doing, Alissa. This is for the good of the Magic Dimension." The older voice said. "I know headmistress Faragonda...." Alissa responded. "Alrighty. Now..."
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"Stormy? What are bạn doing?" Darcy peeked...