MAGICAL RIVALRY: Hearts ON Ice (FATE AND DESIRE S1)
Yaroslav “Viktorovich” Demidov: 25, of Russian descent, the second heir of the Demidov Family. Stoic, disciplined-well too much, perfectionist, hot headed and uptight. Hides vulnerability within that hard exterior of his. The only one in his family who has no magic because of an incident that happened when he was 4 years of age. Soul-bonded to Lian and actually holds the rarest and most powerful but dangerous power of all.
Lian MAteo Alonzo-Kensington: 20, Filipino-British American, from the nurturing but competitive Kensington Family. Confident, expressive, sometimes impulsive kind of vulgar but well disciplined not in an uptight way. Has magical abilities, the rare dual type ability holders, ice and wind. His warmth clashes with Yaroslav and is soul-bonded with him therefore can also wield the other rarest and most powerful magic.
Can two opposing hearts on ice bound by a soul-bond survive the weight of legacy, pressures of the competition and the dangerous pull of love and desire, when the bond that they believed to be a curse demands that one must lose his life for the other to live?
For even every clash of skates, every stolen glances across the rink, every searing touch and mind-numbing kiss when they met in secret seems to burn the ice ablaze as the hatred blurs into hunger that draws them closer to a collision that could destroy or bind them for eternity.
“Fuck Kensington, then I’ll risk everything, suffer everything….for one thing that matters…..You.”
-Yaroslav Demidov
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Chapter: THE 4th CHAPTER - THE PULL"Defeat is inevitable for it is a part of life. But the lesson we learned in that is a priceless treasure we can grasp and something that can be useful as we go on in our lives.""Soulmates, is that even real? This pull that we can feel with someone is it fate?" >> “Fuck you, kid! Don’t make me look bad!” O’Connor shouted, slamming a Volkov defender into the boards. “Thanks, asshole,” Lian muttered. “Skate your fucking ass, Kensington!” Carter barked, fire flaring. Volkov ran a coordinated powerplay. Zharov slipped past Tanaka, Kuznetsov flanked Kensington, and Demidov controlled the puck with deadly efficiency. Vasiliev and Ivanov ran attack coordination; Sokolov and Lebedev covered the lines, while Morozov's defense kept Lian in check. Another deft flick of the puck, another feint, and Viktor Petrov's glove was beaten. In Denver, Moscow had come and claimed the win on neutral territory as Lian's f
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Chapter: THE 3rd CHAPTER - THE INTER - CONTINENTAL LEAGUE"When destinies collide, a clash and a romance somehow is inevitable." >>YEAR 2098, MONTH OF JUNE, 21ST DAYAURORA FALL ARENA, DENVER, USAThe Aurora Fall Arena in Denver vibrated with energy. Elemental wards shimmered faintly along the ceiling, stabilizing gusts, shifting ice, and subtle wind currents. Everything calibrated to Tier 2 environmental magic. Tonight's intercontinental invitational was a rare spectacle with Chicago's Frost Titans versus Moscow's Volkov Ice Dynasty, a pre-World Cup battle of strategy, skill, and controlled magic. Scouts, media, and fans packed every tier. Sparks from magical gear flickered like fireflies before the wards muted them, leaving only tension and roar. Lian Mateo Alonzo-Kensington, 20, squatted at center ice, the wind-laced skates whining softly. His heartbeat synchronized with the elemental hum of the rink, every breath misting inside his helmet. Alongside him,
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Chapter: THE 2nd CHAPTER - KENSINGTON"An anchor and a support of a family is what we need in our journey too. It can uplift and even motivate us." >>THE SAME DAYROSEN AETHERFROST ARENA, BOSTON, ILLINOIS, USAThousands of miles away, the Rosen Aetherfrost Arena in Chicago hummed with a different kind of electricity altogether. The Rosen Aetherfrost Arena rose like a cathedral of glass and steel, its vaulted ceiling humming with enchantments meant to regulate magic, sound, and temperature. Navy banners trimmed in ice silver and crimson rippled above the stands, while the Chicago Frost Titans' junior team took to the ice, blades carving clean arcs across the freshly laid rink.Seventeen-year-old Lian Mateo Alonzo-Kensington adjusted his gloves at center ice, taking in the chill, charmed air. Beneath his skates, the faint, controlled hum of ice-speed magic vibrated like a pulse, synchronized with his heartbeat. It wasn't overwhelming, just eno
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Chapter: THE 1st CHAPTER - DEMIDOV"You may not be the most powerful, but you can conquer even the world with dedication and resilient, of course with a plan and strategy on the side." >>YEAR 2095, MONTH OF MAY, 10TH DAYThe rinks in Moscow and Chicago were thousands of miles apart, but the ice weighed nearly the same amount when it came to expectations and legacies. In one, a non-magical rising ice hockey star was trying to make a name for himself among seasoned players. In another, a magical child prodigy was wowing scouts, teammates, and fans with his talent. They had not yet met, but they were destined to meet and clash in many ways possible.LDOVE DEVORET ARENA, MOSCOW, RUSSIA (Volkov Ice Dynasty)The locker room of the Volkov Ice Dynasty team was thick with tension. Jerseys in dark blue and silver hung orderly, sticks leaned against benches, and Petrov’s mask sat atop his helmet. Yaroslav Viktorovich Demidov, 22, stood in the middle
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Chapter: PROLOGUE“The ice remembers every destiny carved- every victory, every defeat, every rivalry, even two hearts that seems to beat as one--even hearts on ice”YEAR 3000, MONTH OF JULY, 21ST DAY“Welcome back to Day One of the Annual Arcane Ice Hockey World Cup! And folks brace yourselves. Because this is the match everyone’s been waiting for.” The voice of the announcer boomed through the arena, resounding over twenty thousand screaming fans and millions watching from home."Demidov versus Kensington. Russia versus USA, Moscow vs. Chicago.Two of the biggest names, two of the brightest talents.Two men who utterly, without question despise each other's guts.”Hearing this, Lian tried to hold back his laughter as he stretched near the boards. "Hate each other? Yeah. Sure." He thought sounding sarcastic then eventually sighed. How many years has it been? Two years? Two years of sneaking into hotel rooms, empty locker rooms, dark hallways or their own penthouses. Two years of biting back smiles on
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Travis Villaflor (The Possessive Husbands Club Series 1)
Travis Villaflor is a hotshot business magnate who seemingly has it all: Olympian god-like looks, wealth, fame, and power. Women flock to him, yet he remains loyal to his first love, his girlfriend, Cathyrine Reva.
Raine Montemayor has long been in love with his brother’s friend, Travis. He gave him his body, soul, and heart, confessing his love, only to be seen by Travis as the little brother he never had—insisting he was “as straight as an arrow.” Heartbroken, Raine decided to fly to Canada to heal his wounded heart.
But upon Raine’s return to the Philippines, Travis never expected things to change. This was no longer the cheerful fifteen years old boy who had given him everything and was rejected when he was twenty-five. Now, Raine is a handsome and sophisticated man, desired by everyone, women and men alike. Every glance from Raine ignites a burning desire in Travis, a fire that spreads through his entire being.
But it feels so wrong because he has a girlfriend and claims to love her or does he? On top of that, he keeps insisting that he’s straight. But does he really mean it?
Will Travis give in to the scorching temptation that Raine now represents? And will the flames of desire between them ignite once more?
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Chapter: 9. *MI UNICO 2* They lay there for a while, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Travis's hand rested on Raine's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Raine wiggled his ass against Travis's softening cock, making Travis chuckle. “You're going to be the death of me, you know that?” Travis teased, nipping at Raine's earlobe. “Only in the best way possible, Mi único,” Raine replied, his voice sleepy but content. He cleaned himself and Raine up before lying down beside him, kissing his forehead gently. Raine slept with a small smile on his lips. Raine woke up feeling sore, and Travis was nowhere to be seen. He looked at the digital clock on the side table and his eyes widened. It was already 12 pm! He stood up, but his legs buckled, sending him back down to the bed. Gezz, he was sore all over. His ass was especially tender. Despite the pain, Raine managed to stand and clean himself up. Since he didn't have any clothes with him, he borrowed one of Travis's t-s
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Chapter: 8. *MI UNICO*Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love. ~William Shakespeare True love is rare, and it’s the only thing that gives life real meaning ~Nicholas Sparks Being loved and cherished and intimate with the one you love shows a strong foundation of an unbreakable bond ~Lune Blood ******* Raine was moved to tears by the sight of Travis kneeling before him, acting like a defeated soldier with no one to lean on, hungry for love and support. Raine helped him up. "Travis..... stand up. Oh please. I don't want you like this. I prefer you being arrogant and claiming ownership of me than like this. Please, Mi único, please, My One, stand up." Raine said, his voice choked with emotion as he helped Travis stand. "Really? I'm still your one?" Travis asked, his voice breaking like a child's. Raine suddenly hugged him tight. "Oh, Travis! Te Amo! I love you so much that it hurts." Raine's words were music to Trav
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Chapter: 7. *Te Amo*Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings. ~Anais Nin Give all to love; obey thy heart. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson So, I love you because the entire universe conspired to help me find you. ~ Paulo Coelho I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love. ~ Mother Teresa Loving someone is risking your heart. For the risk you are willing to take is the risk you're willing to lose. ~Lune Blood ************** After leaving the Confrontation House, Travis immediately got into his Lamborghini and headed to the Montemayor mansion. Upon arriving at the mansion, the Montemayors welcomed him in. "Hijo, wait here. I'll call Raine for you," Mrs. Montemayor said. "Tita, no need. Can I go to him myself?" Travis asked. "Sure, Hijo. Make sure to fix t
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Chapter: 6. "Realizations, Determination, and Decisions Part 2*The GV Confrontation House By evening, all twenty of their group, “GV Brothers” had gathered in the Confrontation House. The place was grand and elegant, built for moments like this: a wide lounge, a sleek bar, a pool, and at the center, a massive round glass table surrounded by twenty chairs. The center chair, the “hot seat”, was reserved for the one under confrontation. And tonight, that person was Travis. Everyone sat down, faces grim. “All right, Samuel,” Allistair began, tone sharp. “What the hell was that about?” Samuel crossed his arms, glaring at Travis. “Why don’t you ask him?” “I’m asking you, Samuel,” Allistair snapped. Samuel exhaled heavily. “He slept with my brother even though he has a girlfriend. That bastard.” His voice shook with fury. Slade added, “You know our rule, Travis. No cheating when you’re with someone. And to make it worse, it’s his brother again.” Damian’s eyes narrowed. “And you weren’t even drunk that time, Aderfos.” “Now talk,” Hel
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Chapter: 5. *Realizations, Determination, and Decisions*You may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you. ~ Walt Disney Determination is the wake-up call to the human will. ~ Anthony Robbins People tend to realize their mistakes when they finally saw how precious that thing that they let go. Hope it's not to late for if you realize when it's too late. Ouch! It's like walking without a footwear on a thousand sharp knives. ~Lune Blood ******* Travis fucked him to oblivion while kissing his lips and fondling his nipples, adding to the pleasure Raine felt. He's still so tight and so hot. Travis thought, intensifying his desire. Raine held onto the mattress for support because he felt his legs turning to jelly. "Brace yourself, baby. I'm gonna fuck this tight ass hard and fast." Then Travis increased his pace. He fucked him aggressively. They were both lost in their pleasure. Only their moans and groans could be heard in the four corners of the room. The sound of
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Chapter: 4. *Fiery Temptation 2*"Raine, why don't you sit beside Travis? Hmmm," Harumi suggested with a sly smile, causing everyone to turn and look at them. "Why would he sit beside MY boyfriend? He can sit with his brother," Cathyrine snapped, emphasizing the "my." Raine rolled his eyes mentally. Tsk, bitch, he's yours if you want him, he thought. "Cathyrine, it's alright. He can sit beside me. That's what they want," Travis said, smiling at his friends, except for Stavos and Slade, who just rolled their eyes at their antics. Travis glanced at his friends, but suddenly stiffened when Raine sat beside him. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! He smells tempting. Fuck, he's a walking temptation. I wanna ravish him so badly. And why does he have to dress so revealingly? His shirt is too low-cut, almost showing his chest. Wait---- oh fuck, Travis, get a grip. Fuck! His mind raced. "Hey, Aderfos, you alright? Seems you're having a hard time," Harumi asked, noticing Travis's discomfort. "Nope, I'm fine. Let's eat. Let's to
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Chapter: CXCVIII: AFTERMATHMorning did not come all at once. It trickled in the way forgivement sometimes did. Slowly, tentatively; as if it weren’t sure of its reception. A light filtered through the tall panes of the bedroom, a pale and humble light that touched stone and silk without comment. The barrier that Lucifer had erecting the night before dwindled at the edges, the humming embroidery of wards silenced as it relaxed at last, a held breath let go. It was the sounds that came first, the beat of wings out in the halls, the murmur of Heaven adjusting to itself after a night of upheaval. Allistair woke up to warmth. Not the consuming heat of chaos or the fever-bright burn of the Book, but the warm press of another body against his own. Lucifer was still there, curled around him as always, his arm slung over Allistair's waist and another beneath his neck as though he fully meant to never let that particular grasp go again. Then, for an instant, Allistair didn’t move. He listened instead. To b
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Chapter: CXCVII: FIRE AND FLUFF AND UNWARRANTED WORRIESAllistair’s cry was one of pure, unadulterated bliss. The heat of Lucifer, the solid, overwhelming reality of him, was a stark, perfect contrast to the cool, insistent presence of the shadows. Lucifer filled him completely, his hips pressing flush against Allistair’s ass. “Fuck,” Lucifer groaned, his head dropping to Allistair’s shoulder. “Amor Meus, your still so tight no matter how many times I fuck you.” He began to move, a deep, grinding rhythm that made Allistair see stars. The tentacles didn’t stop. They moved with him, one stroking Allistair’s cock in time with Lucifer’s thrusts, another pressing against his perineum, amplifying every sensation. Allistair was completely overwhelmed, trapped between Lucifer’s solid, burning body and the cool, insistent caress of the void. “Harder,” Allistair demanded, his voice a broken sob. “Fuck me harder, Alpha. Ghad! I want more ” Allistair felt that big hard cock inside him, scrapping his insides, feeling it to his stomach. Lucifer’
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Chapter: CXCVI: INSIDE MEAllistair’s eyes flew open, his half-sleep state ratcheted by the warmth of Lucifer’s body against his. The room was darkened, but light struggled through the heavy hangings of the curtains, pushing a shadow of light along the walls. He felt Lucifer’s stare upon him, a fierce and unremitting one, as if he sought to commit each line of his visage to memory. “Lucifer,” Allistair whispered, his voice raspy with sleep and something deeper. Lucifer's response was a low growl, a rumble that hummed deep within Allistair's chest, waking up every nerve ending. "I'm here," he whispered, his hand moving from his waist to the curve of his hip, pulling him closer. Allistair’s breathing hitched in his chest as he felt the hard presence of Lucifer against his thigh, a promise of something fierce and relentless. He reached up, his fingers snagging in Lucifer’s hair to pull him down into a kiss that was both claim and question. Lucifer’s lips were burning, demanding, his tongue probing deep, s
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Chapter: CXCV: I LOVE YOU, NO MATTER WHATThe kiss did not burn. It sealed. Allistair sensed it as one senses the turning of a lock from the inside, that quiet, irrevocable turning. Lucifer’s mouth was gentle in a way that contained menace, and in a way that contained reverence, dangerous reverence. It was not passion that claimed him, but devotion. Of the kind that did not demand. Of the kind that required survival as an obligation. Lucifer pulled back, but just inches. Close enough that Allistair could feel his breath on his skin. Close enough that the rest of the world might as well cease to exist. Allistair had his first synchronized heart rhythm since waking up. Not calm but alignment. Lucifer’s hand was steady against his waist, thumb pressing just below his ribs, as if he were pacing heartbeat rhythms. Allistair did not react. He pushed against the force, letting it establish parameters for him. The Book hummed faintly, a vibration without words, reacting to presence as much as command. It did not like being re
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Chapter: CXCIV: A LOVE THAT BURNS 2And it did. Eternity did shiver, but quietly Not in thunder, and not in collapse but in restraint. It was the sort of tremble that only those who were prior to the consequences of time could truly know. It was an unnamed moment when the world itself, full of wonders and empty of concern, decided not to move. Not because it was stayed but because it sensed something that it did not yet comprehend sufficiently to contest. The room exhaled. Not metaphorically. The force that had bent the air to ignite lungs full of fuel, to tense wings on unthinking command, took its toll on one final, unwilling exhalation. The humming of walls faded. The floor lost its sense of potential fracture beneath the weight of what might have occurred. The Book was nowhere to be seen. But it was not destroyed. It just disappeared and is inside Allistair's consciousness. Allistair felt it, second heart rate, erring in pace, erring in touch, palpable nonetheless. No screaming now. No scratching. Wrapping
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Chapter: CXCIII: A LOVE THAT BURNSLucifer's hands clamped down on his, anchoring, but never commanding. And it was his mania, his driving insanity, that was the only thing that stood between the hunger of the Book and the crimson flames in Allistair's eyes, and the whispers of annihilation trying to bleed into being. And Allistair, shaking, leaning, nearly dissolving into him, knew he would not and could not let go. Because Lucifer would not allow it. And the Book, the chaos, the blood none of it could sever what had been forged in obsession, love, and the dangerous intimacy of survival. Allistair's trembling slowed imperceptibly, his breath still ragged, his mind still a maelstrom of blood and fire and the pulsing pull of the Book. But Lucifer's presence was a tether he couldn't and didn't want to break. Every brush of lips and every heartbeat pressed together, every obsessive murmur, grounded him in a reality far more dangerous than the chaos flooding his senses. Lucifer's eyes, wild, possessed, mad with lov
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