TEMPTING THE ICE KING
"You broke the first rule, Princess. That means I get to take something from you. I'll start with this," he said, tugging at my panties and a needy throb ran straight through my core.
"Kyren, don't," I tried but it was to no avail.
He roughly pulled at the flimsy material, covering my most intimate part. The sound of lace ripping, filled the room. And the cool air from the AC bit into my exposed skin.
His hands slid up my back. He unclasped my bra with ease and it soundlessly dropped to the floor. His gaze raked over my trembling form with a satisfied hunger.
"You're not a cheerleader tonight. You're just mine. And I'm going to spend the next few hours showing you exactly what happens when you break my rules," he stated, before pushing my legs wide open with his knee.
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Hailey thought she could handle the "Ice King." She thought she could seduce him, win the bet, and walk away with her heart intact. But Kyren sees right through her games. He doesn't want her seduction, he wants her submission.
As the lines between a dare and reality blur, Hailey finds herself trapped between her father's expectations and a man who wants to claim every inch of her. In a game where the rules keep changing, Hailey is about to learn that the Ice King doesn't just freeze people out... he burns them down.
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Chapter 2
My eyes stayed on Kyren as he entered a dimly lit room down the hallway.
The door locked with a soft click, and my heart started hammering against my ribs. He placed me on the ground before possessively gripping a fist full of my ass.
"You're in my world now. And in my world, I take what I want." He rasped, his lips brushing against mine. His minty breath fanned against my cheeks. And the smell of sandalwood mixed with shower gel drove me to the brink of insanity.
He was standing too close.
"I have an assignment that's due tomorrow. I have to go." I lied through my teeth.
One of his hands slowly slid over my ribcage and over the sensitive peaks of my breasts, forming under the thin material of my uniform. His thumb found a sensitive spot on my neck, and my breathing hitched. "Consider this your last warning, Princess. If you don't, I'm going to leave marks on you that no cheerleader uniform can hide."
His head dipped as he placed an erotic kiss on my neck that sent a shiver down my spine. Heat coiled low in my belly as he gave my ass one last squeeze.
"Do you understand?" He asked, his teeth grazing my neck.
"Yes. I understand." I breathed out, and his hands dropped to his sides. A triumphant smirk rested on his face as his silver orbs slowly ran over my frightened form.
He unlocked the door and wordlessly stepped outside. I landed a trembling hand on my chest. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket, and my eyes widened at the time.
I promised my dad I'd be home at 10 P.M.
I texted Jia, saying I was leaving early. She replied with a kissy face, and I slid my phone back inside my back pocket before leaving the frat house.
Once the doors shut behind me, the cold air bit into my skin. I ran a slow hand through my hair before threading forward. I made my way to my dad's place on campus, but something felt off.
I felt watched. Like someone was following me home. I nervously looked over my shoulder and found a thin man wearing a black hoodie standing behind me.
He waved at me, and all the blood drained from my body. I started running towards my dad's apartment, which was right around the corner. I looked over my shoulder again and found the man running toward me at full force.
I grabbed my phone and rushed to call my dad's number but he wasn't picking up. "Come on, Dad."
I ran past the security post and punched in the key code at the door, as the sound of HIS footsteps became louder. The door opened with a soft click, and I slipped inside. I slumped onto the ground, clutching my knees to my chest.
Who the hell was that? Who on earth would follow me all the way to my house in the middle of the night? I wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"Hailey? Is that you, Sweetheart?" My dad asked from inside the living room, his voice thick with sleep.
I dried the last of my tears before getting up from where I was sitting, crouched down. I fixed my clothes in an attempt to look normal again.
My dad found me in the middle of the hallway, and before he could say anything, I tightly wrapped my arms around him.
"You're freezing, Sweetheart." He muttered before placing a kiss on top of my head. "I fell asleep on the couch. Did something happen?"
I slowly pulled back before shaking my head in response. "I'm fine. Congratulations on the big win tonight." I smiled up at him.
"Thank you." He muttered with a smile on his face. "You were kicking ass out there too tonight." He said before giving me a high five.
"I guess being awesome runs in the family." I joked, and my dad just smiled at me.
"Next time, have a friend drop you off. I thought we talked about this, Hailey Jade." He started, a light frown creasing his brows.
"I'm fine, Dad. I just had a weird day." I lied, and his jaw clenched. I think he knew that I was lying, but he let it slide this time.
"Get some sleep. Aren't you moving into your new place tomorrow?"
"I am. Goodnight, Dad." I muttered before making my way inside my bedroom. I shut the windows inside before locking the door behind me.
I took a warm shower before getting dressed for bed. I loosened my hair before opening my desk drawer. I pulled out a small taser before crawling under my bedsheets. I placed the taser under my pillowcase before going to sleep.
The next morning, I tiredly rolled out of bed. I did my morning routine and pulled on some baggy sweats paired with a white crop top.
By the time I left my room, my dad was done loading my things into his car. "You want me gone this bad?" I joked, and he lightly chuckled before ruffling up my hair.
"It's about damn time." He laughed. "I think I'm gonna start dating again." He announced, and I pulled my face in distaste.
"Ew. Don't tell me you're planning on bringing random ladies over." I started, and he shot me a warning look. "What I meant was, don't become the promiscuous type."
"Watch your tongue." He said before getting in on his side of the car.
"If you become a player, I'll move back in." I pointedly stated, and he just laughed.
He smiled over at me before letting out a heavy sigh. "Why does it feel like you're moving to another country? Come over for dinner at least once a week." He uttered before we started driving in the direction of my new suite on campus.
"Dad, I'm not dying. And you'll still see me every day." I joked before turning the radio on.
"Alright, I'll stop." He raised his hands in surrender before placing them back on the steering wheel.
After a five-minute drive, we stopped in front of a skyscraper building. I jumped out of the car before going up to my new room while my dad carried my luggage.
I entered the key code at the door before making my way inside. Soft music was coming from somewhere inside the suite. It must have been my new roommate.
My dad carried in the last of my things before narrowing his eyes at me. "Have you met your new roommate yet?"
"No. She's probably in her room." I blankly replied.
"Go knock on the door. I want to meet them before I leave."
"You knock on the door." I snapped back before slumping onto a barstool behind the kitchen island.
My dad breathed out a frustrated sigh before going over to the room where the music was coming from. I kept my eyes glued to my cellphone screen as he knocked on the door.
The door opened, and my dad started chuckling. He sounded pleasantly surprised. "My star player." He uttered, and my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach.
"Coach Ronan, what are you doing here?" Kyren's voice filled the air.
"I'm dropping my daughter off at her new apartment. She's your new roommate." My dad explained before pointing in my direction, and I turned my head to the side.
"I think she's shy." My dad uttered, but he was only making matters worse for me. "Sweetheart, come here. Come meet your new roommate."
"No. I'm okay." I chirped out while hiding my face behind my hand.
"Hailey Jade." My dad seethed through his teeth, and I pursed my lips together before slowly walking over to them.
My dad shot me a warning look. And Kyren had a clean smirk on his face.
"Hailey is actually a big fan of you." My dad lied through his teeth, and I shot him an angered look.
"No, I'm not." I corrected, and Kyren started laughing at the two of us.
"Be nice. I was just joking." My dad said, before joining Kyren's laughter, and I just glared at them in disbelief.
"Take good care of my daughter, Wolfe." My dad uttered, his expression suddenly becoming serious.
Kyren's eyes darkened as they landed on me. "Don't worry, Coach. She's perfectly safe with me," he assured my dad, the threat in his voice not going unnoticed by me.
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7.4
In a world ruled by dominance and desire, being an Omega is a curse, especially when you're mine.
On his eighteenth birthday, Luca wakes to a nightmare, his wolf has chosen the lowest rank of all. An Omega. The scent of submission, the mark of shame and the kind of wolf others own, use, and discard.
But Luca isn't broken, he's burning and the only one who's ever made him feel safe is Rafe, his best friend, his protector and his temptation.
Then Rafe shifts and becomes an Alpha and their wolves recognize each other, the bond between them is instant, magnetic, and utterly forbidden.
Because an Alpha claiming a Male Omega?
That's forbidden, but this Omega? He's different
Now their connection is more than a secret, It's a sin to their world, a deadly craving, slow, delicious and primal to fall into.
And when one bite can seal a bond or spark a war, how long can they resist it?
He's not supposed to want him.
But gods, he does.
And once an Alpha touches what's his... he never lets go.
7.1
The last thing I remembered was the blinding flash of my starship crashing. But instead of a rescue crew, I woke up tied to a wooden post, surrounded by hostile beastmen.
My universal translator kicked in just in time to hear their priestess, Chelsea, declare that I was a cursed demon who ruined their hunt. To save the clan from winter starvation, I was to be burned alive.
The flames were already blistering my legs, and jagged stones hurled by the crowd gashed my forehead. I barely negotiated a three-day reprieve to find them food, venturing into the deadly primeval forest.
I found a massive supply of wild potatoes and even gained the protection of Bronson, a terrifyingly powerful saber-toothed tiger beastman.
But Chelsea wouldn't stop.
She labeled my food as poisonous, tried to sentence me to starve in a penitent's cave, and when my agricultural knowledge proved her wrong, she invoked an ancient law. She incited the tribe's savage warriors to fight over me, turning me into breeding property.
I was a scientist offering them endless food, yet their primitive ignorance and one woman's vicious jealousy kept pushing me toward a brutal end. I was terrified, completely powerless against their monstrous physical strength.
As five ruthless challengers drew their bone axes to claim me, I begged Bronson to leave me and run.
Instead, he pulled me against his scarred chest and kissed me fiercely in front of the entire clan.
"She is my mate," he roared, unleashing a soul-crushing aura. "Anyone who wants her, come at me together."
8.7
I was the spare daughter of the Vitiello crime family, born solely to provide organs for my golden sister, Isabella.
Four years ago, under the codename "Seven," I nursed Dante Moretti, the Don of Chicago, back to health in a safe house. I was the one who held him in the dark.
But Isabella stole my name, my credit, and the man I loved.
Now, Dante looked at me with nothing but cold disgust, believing her lies.
When a neon sign crashed down on the street, Dante used his body to shield Isabella, leaving me to be crushed under twisted steel.
While Isabella sat in a VIP suite crying over a scratch, I lay broken, listening to my parents discuss if my kidneys were still viable for harvest.
The final straw came at their engagement gala. When Dante saw me wearing the lava stone bracelet I had worn in the safe house, he accused me of stealing it from Isabella.
He ordered my father to punish me.
I took fifty lashes to my back while Dante covered Isabella's eyes, protecting her from the ugly truth.
That night, the love in my heart finally died.
On the morning of their wedding, I handed Dante a gift box containing a cassette tape-the only proof that I was Seven.
Then, I signed the papers disowning my family, threw my phone out the car window, and boarded a one-way flight to Sydney.
By the time Dante listens to that tape and realizes he married a monster, I will be thousands of miles away, never to return.
9.3
Jade knows what it feels like to have no one in her corner; she experienced it firsthand when her aunt sweet-talked her parents and took her to the Philippines' when she was eight. After years of abuse and being used, the only thing Jade wished for was an escape to finally go home and be with her family. All Jade wished for was to experience what it feels like to be loved once again and she got that when she finally escaped from her aunt and made her way back home to her pack and family in Detroit. Finding out that the Alpha Heir Hunter was her mate was the best thing to ever happen to Jade, and Hunter gave Jade a home, love, and became the safety and comfort Jade had always wished for. Two years of blissful union came to an abrupt end when Jade woke up in bed with her sister's boyfriend after a party. Her life goes from sweet to bitter in a matter of days as everyone Jade once loved turned their backs on her, refusing to believe them when she said she didn't cheat on her mate. How could she? Hunter was the love of her life.
Jade goes from preparing to becoming the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, to being treated no less than a traitor. Hunter doesn't wait another heartbeat before rejecting her, and Jade is soon branded as a defective mate, banished to the woods as a rogue. How will Jade survive life as a pregnant rogue? The cursed brand on her neck makes it impossible for any pack to take her in. Will her mate come after her? Or will Jade find her strength somewhere else and come back to enact her revenge on the people who hurt her?
9.8
MY SINFUL LUST
9.8
Thea never knew how dangerous innocence could be. The Devil had watched her from the shadows since their first meeting-pure, untouched, and unknowingly his. He wanted more than to keep her safe. He wanted to claim her.
To feel her flawless skin beneath his rough hands. To stain her perfect lips with sin. To mark her soul with his name.
She misbehaved. Her knees burned from kneeling on the icy floor, but the pain was nothing compared to the fear of losing his forgiveness. The man who ruled darkness stared at her, cold and merciless, his commands leaving no room for hope.
"Bend over daddy's lap and take your punishment."
For her, he would burn the world down. For her, he would drag countless souls to Hell. And she-his innocent angel-would not fight him.
When the purest light crossed paths with the darkest devil, everything changed.
7.3
I was the daughter of a loyal Mafia Capo, arranged to marry the Underboss of the Moretti family. But I gave my heart to his brother, Marco, who promised to break the betrothal and protect me.
When I went into premature labor in a freezing, abandoned warehouse, Marco didn't come to save me. He sent my cousin, Caitlin.
With a mocking smile, she told me Marco despised my "filthy Irish blood" and that my pregnancy was just a temporary amusement.
Then, she pulled out a hunting knife.
She pinned me down, sliced my abdomen open, and smothered my newborn baby right in front of my eyes.
"He agreed that this inconvenience needs to be removed," she whispered.
She revealed that she and Marco had orchestrated my father's murder to secure Mafia shipping routes. Then, she casually knocked over a kerosene lantern, locking the heavy metal door to let me and my dead child burn to ash.
While they headed to a high-society gala to celebrate my "accidental" death and their new power, I lay in the roaring flames.
As the fire blistered my skin and I held my baby's lifeless body, my suffocating despair froze into a razor-sharp rage. My entire life, my family, and my love had been built on their calculated lies.
But they made one fatal mistake. I didn't die in that inferno.
I dragged my ruined body out of the ashes, wrapped myself in a blood-soaked coat, and walked straight into their celebration banquet to become their goddamn reckoning.