Hearts on Ice

Lukas Reiner built his life based off a promise 9 years ago with Viktor Volkov... the only person who actually saw him and knew him for what he actually was. They dreamed of the same future, the same ice, the same victory together. Until Viktor disappeared without a word, leaving Lukas behind with nothing but silence, rain... and feelings he never got to confess. Now, Lukas is at the top of college... Captain, prodigy and untouchable on ice until Viktor comes back. Colder and older, acting like the past never existed. Their reunion explodes into violence, but being forced to work together drags them into something far more dangerous than hate. The tension turns into stolen moments and those moments turn into a habit but before either of them can stop it, the line between resentment and desire begins to blur. Lukas never let go of the past. Viktor never planned to face it. But on the ice, there's nowhere left to run.

Chapters

Chapter 8

Lukas didn't remember getting up and walking back; he only remembered the cruelty of the cold and the quiet that followed every step, as well as how loud everything in his head felt compared to it.

By the time he reached the door leading to the balcony, his hands were still shaking slightly. He didn't bother turning on the flashlight, he just stepped inside and shut the door behind him, leaning against it for a second like his body needed something to support his very existence. His chest still felt tight.

"...get it together," he muttered under his breath.

But even his voice didn't sound convincing... not even to himself. He pushed off the door and tried moving slowly, grabbing his bag by the hand. His clothes were scattered, his shirt half inside-out, his laces still loose but he didn't care. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, but it didn't do much. He didn't move far before he stopped.

His eyes still burned and his chest still hurt. "You didn't come..."

The words slipped out before he could stop them. He swallowed hard, shaking his head as he could physically push the thought away, but it didn't work.

"Of course, he didn't come. Why would he?" Lukas laughed at his own thoughts

He let out a small, empty laugh, before properly slinging his bag over his shoulder. His fingers tightened around the strap as he walked away from the door, his head lowered, his steps slower than usual. He couldn't trust his face or his voice anymore. He couldn't trust anything right now so he just kept walking.

The stairs leading down the balcony blurred slightly as he descended them, his vision not fully steady yet. He wiped his face again, sniffing lightly, trying to at least look normal before he stepped outside and it didn't work but he tried anyway.

One step, two and three-

"You're still just a lost kid, aren't you?"

Lukas froze. His heart stopped first...then slammed back to life so hard it almost hurt. Slowly, he looked up and there he was.

Viktor.

Standing right there like he hadn't just torn him apart minutes ago. Like he hadn't just walked away... as he came back but his arms were wide open and a stupid, soft smile on his face and for a second, Lukas forgot everything.

The anger, the pride, the hurt.

All of it. Because his body moved before his mind could catch up.

"Viktor-"

He rushed forward, crashing into him without hesitation, arms wrapping around him tightly like he was afraid he'd disappear again. The force of it made Viktor laugh, slightly stumbling back as Lukas pulled him close.

"You're-" Viktor started, his voice shaking, but he didn't finish. Instead, Lukas kissed him for the first time. It was messy, desperate and relieved. Everything hit at once.

Viktor laughed softly against his lips, his hands coming up instinctively to hold him, fingers tangling slightly in his hair.

"Hey. Hey..m" he murmured, breath uneven. "Easy-"

Lukas didn't listen. He lifted him again, like it had become a hobby, holding him close like he weighed nothing, like letting go wasn't an option anymore.

"I thought you-" Lukas tried again, but his voice cracked.

Viktor reached up, brushing his hair back lightly, his expression softer now.

"I was right there," he said.

Lukas blinked, his grip tightening slightly.

"What?"

"I came up," Viktor added, quieter now. "You just... hid."

There was no accusation in it...Just the truth and that somehow made it worse. Lukas looked at him, really looked at him this time, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say. So he didn't and instead-

"You cried," Lukas muttered, his voice still a little rough.

Viktor blinked once... then huffed out a small laugh.

"I can say the same about you."

Lukas sniffed lightly, trying to look annoyed, but it didn't land.

"You did," he insisted.

"and I didn't deny it."

That caught him off guard... Lukas stared at him for a second too long... then laughed. Soft at first... then a little more and Viktor joined in, shaking his head slightly as he leaned his forehead against Lukas's.

Both of them are still very emotional and still a little wrecked but lighter now in that space. There was a small pause after that.

Not awkward, just... quiet.

Lukas didn't put him down immediately or pull away.

He just stayed there, holding him, like he needed to make sure this was real. That Viktor was actually here.

That he didn't leave again.

"...my place or yours?" Lukas asked finally, his voice lower now, but steadier.

Viktor smiled.

"Yours this time."

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LGBT+Modern Romance

8.6

Bound To The Silent Laborer's Bed

8.6

I was the youngest Paladin in history, the absolute pride of the Azure Blade. But after a disastrous mission in the snow, I was falsely accused of slaughtering my own squad. Grand Master Bernardo Rowe didn't just exile me; he surgically severed my connection to the magic Aether, turning me into a crippled mortal. Desperate to survive, I tried to climb the Holy Stairs to reclaim my legendary sword, "Rebellion." Instead of answering my call, my own blade shrieked in absolute rejection and blasted me down the thousand stone steps. My bones snapped like dry twigs, and I was left in a pool of my own blood. The pilgrims laughed at me. The guards declared me a lost cause and left me to rot in the dirt. I should have died there, betrayed by the Order and the holy magic I once served. But a silent, massive laborer named Cato Sims dragged my mangled body into the shadows. He healed my shattered skeleton in mere days with impossible skill, yet he allowed lowly servants to spit on him and beat him just to keep my presence hidden. I didn't understand why my holy sword had abandoned me, and I understood even less why this stranger was protecting a condemned criminal. When I finally snapped and demanded to know his price for saving my life, he didn't ask for money or my body. "The mountain does not forget its debts. I am reclaiming what was taken from it." Staring into his unyielding eyes, I realized my exile wasn't the end, but the beginning of a terrifying truth.

Adventure Fantasy LGBT+

9.6

Daddy's Little Pearl

9.6

After a night of unexpected passion with a mysterious man, Pearl’s life changes forever when she discovers she is pregnant. Choosing to raise her daughter alone, she finds fulfillment in motherhood. However, fate intervenes years later when she encounters the father again. As their paths cross, Pearl must navigate the complexities of her past and the potential for a new future, balancing her secret with the family she built on her own.

LGBT+Modern Romance

7.2

HER FATED MATE IS AN OMEGA

7.2

SYNOPSIS: "I spent ten years scrubbing your floors, Greene. Tonight, you'll scrub mine." Elara Vance has always been the pride the Republic until she ran away from home, fell in love with Greene Jones, a man who treated her like dirt and discarded her like she was never the girl the entire Republic feared because of her strong dominating pheromones. Now she's back after twelve years to serve revenge to Greene Jones like a hot dish in a way that he will pay for every act meted out on her for twelve years. But things wasn't going to go as planned as she meets Silas, the handsome bulky head of her father's security but a recessive omega of her past that she has totally forgotten but now wears a new stance as her bodyguard, recognized by the entire republic as an Alpha, and her perfect chosen mate, Calvin; ruining the comeback and revenge she planned out for herself and now she has to think about saving and claiming her mate, Silas while navigating and protecting the seat meant for her. The real question becomes; will Calvin ever allow her take all it took him twelve years to build? THEME: The true definition of power. Is it found in the biological dominance of an Alpha, or in the resilience of an Omega who survived in the lion's den?

Action LGBT+Romance Werewolf

9.7

His Rejected Omega, The Cruel Alpha King's Mate

9.7

I am the Fated Mate of Alpha Damien Blackwood, but because I was born a wolfless Omega, I was kept as his dirty little secret. The constant rejection from my mate was literally killing me. The Pack Healer handed me my death sentence: Terminal Soul Wither. My life was ticking down to its final months. While I sat in the dark, dying and gasping for air, Damien threw a twenty-million-dollar fireworks festival for his chosen future Luna, Isabelle. When he finally came home, reeking of her perfume, he only looked at me with eyes as cold as winter ice. "It's your ovulation window. Let's get this over with." He only wanted to use me to breed a powerful heir. He threatened to exile my only remaining family if I didn't comply, and even ordered me to draft a legal petition to invalidate my own existence so Isabelle could take my place. Even my adopted brother Jax, whom I suffered for years to protect, publicly threw me to the dirt just to ally with a powerful Pack. I sacrificed my brilliant future as a top strategist to marry Damien, enduring three years of abuse and isolation. Why did I have to rot away in agony while they celebrated my replacement on glossy magazines? I wouldn't let them watch me die in their golden cage. I signed the ancient Rejection petition, dropped the manor keys, and walked out into the freezing night. This time, I chose to sever the bond myself.

LGBT+Romance Werewolf

9.5

RESISTING DEVIN SINCLAIR

9.5

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LGBT+Modern Romance Sci-Fi

Hearts on Ice

Chapter 8

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