FIRE & ICE
Danelle McKenzie is a very grumpy,cold , arrogant and self-centred intersexual female..She is a very rich woman and a well know business tycoon, owning various businesses including restaurants ,hotels , modelling agency just to name the few..She is still single even at the age of 33 because she simply thinks that love doesn't exist and her past is what led her to be the way she was today..
On the other hand ,we have Anushka Malhotra ,a young Indian woman who is very shy ,kind , respectful ,free spirited and very beautiful..She lives with her father and brother at a small colony..They don't have money but they are trying to survive with the little they have each and every day..She is doing her last year in a local college and she is looking forward to graduate and find herself a good paying job so she could help in providing for her family..
WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEIR FIRST ENCOUNTER STARTS ON A BAD FOOT...WILL THEY EVER GET ALONG OR WILL THEIR DIFFERENCES PREVAIL?
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Chapter: Author’s Note!Author’s Note!❤️ Hi! You made it. You really made it. First of all, THANK YOU for reading all the way through. Whether you binged this at 3 a.m. under your blanket or kept up with every update like a loyal legend, I’m sending you the biggest virtual hug. This story means so much to me. It’s about love. The kind that isn’t always easy, or perfect, or what you expected—but the kind that’s real. The kind you choose over and over again. If this story touched you, made you cry, made you laugh, or made you yell at your screen—same. 😭😂 So whether you're a McKenzie, an Anushka, a Reyan, or someone still figuring it all out—thank you for being here. I see you. And I love you for it. — [Rae] 🤍
Last Updated: 2025-07-14
Chapter: Epilogue: Eighteen years later & Everything 18 Years Later... The house was quiet in that way Anushka had come to treasure—full of life, yet settled. Afternoon light poured in through the tall windows, casting a soft glow over the framed photographs on the hallway wall. She stood in front of one in particular—the one with the garland. Her father, frozen in time, smiling in his signature crisp white kurta, the corner of his eyes crinkled in amusement. A marigold mala had been laid gently across the top of the frame. It had been five years since he passed. She reached up, adjusting one of the garlands so it sat straighter, her fingers brushing against the cool glass. A breath caught in her throat, the kind that never really left. “I hope you see her,” she whispered. “I hope you’re watching.” The front door creaked open and a burst of laughter spilled in—sharp, bright, unmistakably theirs. McKenzie entered first, hair pulled back into a messy bun, basketball tucked under one arm. She kicked off her sneakers without breakin
Last Updated: 2025-07-14
Chapter: Chapter 113: "Reyan McKenzie"ANUSHKA’S POV The world looked different on the day we brought him home. I noticed things I hadn’t noticed before—how blue the sky really was, how warm sunlight could feel even through car windows, how every red light felt like an eternity when you had a six-pound miracle in the backseat. McKenzie drove like a retired Formula One driver, one hand tight on the wheel, the other hovering like a shield near Reyan’s carrier. “No one’s even close to us,” I murmured with a smile. “Not taking chances,” she muttered, eyes sharp in the rearview mirror. “These streets are full of amateurs.” I turned to look at him. Our son. Bundled in white, cheeks pink, his head swaying slightly with each bump in the road. His mouth puckered in sleepy protest, his tiny fist peeking out from the wrap like a question mark. Everything in me softened again. My body was sore. My back ached. My stitches tugged every time I breathed too hard—but none of that mattered. Not when he sighed like that. Not
Last Updated: 2025-07-14
Chapter: Chapter 112: "Hello, baby" The keys hit the marble floor with a metallic clatter. "Where are the damn keys?" Danelle muttered, half-shouting, as she scrambled across the foyer in bare feet, heart thundering. "I'm fine!" Anushka insisted from the doorway, one hand bracing her belly, the other clutching Aunt Pooja's arm. "It's just a slow trickle. Not a flood." "It's your water breaking, Anushka, not a spilled glass of juice!" Danelle shouted back, finally snatching the keys from under the entryway bench. Her hands were shaking. Karina's voice floated in from upstairs: "Grab the overnight bag! It's in the closet near the nursery!" "I packed it three weeks ago!" Danelle yelled, halfway to the garage now. Anushka groaned, waddling after her with the kind of grace only a nine-months-pregnant woman on the brink of labor could possess. Aunt Pooja jogged beside her, heels clicking. "Did you call the hospital?" Danelle shouted from the car: "I'm calling on the way!" By the time the SUV pulled out of
Last Updated: 2025-07-13
Chapter: Chapter 111: Marigolds & Moonlight A few days later... The courtyard of the McKenzie mansion had been transformed into something between a prayer and a dream. Bright marigolds cascaded from the pillars in thick orange garlands, swaying gently in the breeze. Strings of jasmine curled around golden mandap arches, their scent sweet and heady. Clay incense holders released delicate tendrils of sandalwood smoke into the warm afternoon air, mingling with the soft sounds of veena music drifting in the background. At the heart of it all sat Anushka. She was draped in a deep wine-red silk saree, the borders glimmering with antique zari embroidery. Her bare belly—round, full, and radiant—was gently encircled by a soft golden waistband. Bangles shimmered on both arms, her wrists a medley of green, gold, and red. Around her neck sat an heirloom temple choker, heavy with history, and in her coiled bun, tiny strings of fresh mogra flowers peeked through. A red bindi, centered perfectly between her brows, glowed like a third eye u
Last Updated: 2025-07-13
Chapter: Chapter 110: Lunch, Lullabies & LoveDANELLE’S POV Four months later..... The double doors of the conference room clicked shut behind me as I exhaled the kind of breath that only quarterly board meetings could suck out of your lungs. “Great job in there, ma’am,” James said, falling into step beside me, his tablet balanced like an extra limb. I gave him a nod, loosening the button on my blazer. “Tell legal I want the paperwork for the Oakland merger on my desk by five. And no spin—just the raw draft. I’ll redline it myself.” “Yes, ma’am. And the delegation from Lagos rescheduled—they’re flying in next Friday.” “Book the suite at the Peninsula for them. Full hospitality.” “Already done.” "Good." The elevator dinged, and we stepped out onto the executive floor—quiet, carpeted and pulsing with the low hum of power that only the top tier ever heard. James kept pace beside me, flipping through his digital calendar. “Also, I confirmed the Q3 audit with Price & Knox. They’re sending someone senior this time,
Last Updated: 2025-07-12
End Game
Zaire Gibson spent years hating Sebastian Burkhart - the arrogant, charming captain of Milton Academy's football team. Their rivalry has always been explosive, from locker-room brawls to public fights that nearly got them suspended. But beneath Zaire's fury lies something he refuses to name... something that scares him more than losing a game.
Sebastian, on the other hand, knows exactly what he feels, and it's killing him.
He's been in love with Zaire for years, forced to hide it behind smirks, taunts, and bruised knuckles. Every fight, every insult, every stolen glance only pulls him deeper into the boy who will never love him back.
But when one charged night tears the line between enemies and something else entirely, both boys are forced to face the truth: maybe what's between them was never hate at all.
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Chapter: Chapter 60: Something's fishySEBASTIAN'S POV After we left St. Jose High at the end of the hearing, a few of the guys and I decided to head to Wendy's to grab something to eat. Our suspension had already started, so we basically had nothing to do while the rest of our classmates were at school getting an education. The whole drive there, my teammates wouldn't stop complaining and cussing. The idea of having to work with the St. Jose players was hard for them to accept. They were pissed. As for me, I really didn't have a problem with it. Like I'd said before, I had my own reasons for getting involved in the rivalry in the first place. Now that I didn't have to keep up the charade anymore, I didn't care about the stupid rivalry. I had no problem with any of those guys. Well... some of them were still complete assholes. But that was beside the point. There were usually barely any people at Wendy's before noon on weekdays. But after school, the place was always packed with students. We sat at our usual ta
Last Updated: 2026-08-26
Chapter: Chapter 59: Recipe for disaster ZAIRE'S POV "What do you think is going to happen?" Jasper asked nervously as we walked toward the school hall. It was finally Monday. The day of the disciplinary hearing. "Honestly, I don't know, man," I said, feeling just as nervous. "We'll probably get suspended." "Yeah. We done fucked up," Reggie added, pulling at the tie I had just fixed for him. "I'll be surprised if we get away with just suspension." "Fuck." Jasper swallowed hard. He looked like he was about to be sick. "Bro, I'm actually done if we get expelled. My dad already isn't talking to me. I wouldn't put it past him to kick me out of the house." "Damn." I looked at him with pity. I knew a thing or two about crap fathers like that, unfortunately. "Let's hope it ain't that bad." He nodded, letting out a heavy sigh. "Yeah." The hall was packed with players from both teams and their parents. At the front of the hall sat the disciplinary panel. Both school principals were there, along with Mr. Mayers, the chai
Last Updated: 2026-08-22
Chapter: Chapter 58: Willy boyWILL'S POV The silence was deafening. I leaned against the headboard, trying to catch my breath. Reggie was sprawled out on the other side of the bed, breathing just as heavily. We had just done what we only ever did when we were together. Sex. That was all it had ever been and always would be between us. After Sebastian left to meet Zaire, I shamelessly texted Reggie to ask if he was down to fuck, and his horny ass didn't even hesitate. He texted me that he was at work but I should come over anyway. Turns out he lived in the basement loft of the auto shop where he worked. So why was shit awkward right now? Well... for the first time since we started sleeping together, we actually kissed. Like on the damn lips. I didn't know how it happened or who started it but the next thing I knew, we were eating each other's faces. I wished I hated it. Or at least he sucked at it so I could mock him for it. But that boy knew how to kiss just as he knew how to fuck. Now I was tor
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: Chapter 57: PeacockSEBASTIAN'S POV "What are you doing with my son?" Mom asked, staring down at Zaire. Zaire slowly turned to look at me, and I could see the fear in his eyes. It was the most threatened I had ever seen him. My mom was very intimidating. She was almost as tall as me, and she had this mean look about her that a lot of people misunderstood. And that pixie cut didn't exactly help her case. But she was a good woman. Scary as hell when she wanted to, though. "Mom, we-" She raised a finger, wordlessly telling me to shut the hell up if I knew what was good for me. I immediately clapped my mouth shut. I wasn't about to argue with her. Not when she had that look on her face "Are you going to answer me, boy?" she asked Zaire. Zaire swallowed hard. "Ma'am, I-" "Don't call me ma'am." Mom crossed her arms. "Answer the question." Zaire glanced at me again. He was practically begging me with his eyes to save him. Oh boy. I swallowed and glanced back at the scary woman standing in fro
Last Updated: 2026-08-12
Chapter: Chapter 56: Don't seduce meSEBASTIAN'S POV It was like opening the floodgates. That was how hard my blood rushed through my body the second my lips touched Zaire's. Uncontrollable and turbulent, so much so that I felt light headed for a split second. A groan slipped past my lips before I could stop it. I'd missed him. God... I'd missed him so freaking much. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him flat against me. He immediately cupped my face, his fingers sliding into my hair as he kissed me like he'd been starving. Like he'd missed me just as much as I'd missed him. I let him have his way with me at first, letting him set the pace as our mouths moved together. His lips were warm and familiar, and somehow, after everything that had happened between us, kissing him still felt like coming home. Suddenly, Zaire stopped and pulled back slightly. A small frown etched on his gorgeous face. "Don't you want to kiss me, Seb?" I raised a brow. "I'm literally doing that." He pouted, shaking his h
Last Updated: 2026-08-09
Chapter: Chapter 55: Man on the missionSEBASTIAN'S POV "What are you going to tell him?" Will asked from where he was slumped over on my desk chair. We'd been hanging out in my room, playing some video games when Zaire texted me. I slipped on my chelsea boots and got to my feet. Straightening the waistband of my dress pants, I smoothed out my knitted polo to make sure it was still neatly tucked in. "That he has to prove he really wants to be with me," I said. "I want him too, but I can't let him hurt me again." "Hmm." Will hummed, looking me up and down. A knowing smirk formed on his face. "Did you have to dress up so hard though?" I rolled my eyes with a grin. "You know there's a dress code at the club." "I also know you could've thrown on some nice chinos and sneakers and still been perfectly fine." He laughed. "But no-you had to pull out the dress pants, the knitted polo, and the damn Patek." I turned toward the full-length mirror in the corner of my room. Damn. Maybe he had a point. I looked like I wa
Last Updated: 2026-08-04
Loved By Coincidence
Jada Adams is just trying to survive-working long shifts at one of the most luxurious hotels in the country, keeping her head down, and ignoring the quiet ways her life is already falling apart. When nausea turns into something she can no longer deny, the truth becomes terrifyingly clear.
She's pregnant.
Castiel Sterling is thirty, powerful, and untouchable-the CEO of Sterling Hotel, heir to a hospitality dynasty, and a man who has spent years believing he would never become a father. His marriage is already strained by secrets and unspoken resentment, so when Jada tells him the impossible truth, he does the only thing that makes sense to him.
He accuses her of lying. Of wanting his money.
But the truth has a way of clawing its way to the surface.
As lies unravel and betrayals from the past come to light, Castiel is forced to confront the fact that his life and his marriage were never what he believed them to be. And Jada must decide whether love is worth the pain of being doubted, judged, and pulled into a world that was never meant for her.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 7: BABY DADDYJADA'S POV The next morning, I woke up feeling the same way I had every morning for the past few weeks. Like absolute shit. After spending several miserable minutes with my head hanging over the toilet, the nausea finally eased enough for me to function. I took a quick shower, then pulled on a pair of dark jeans, a black turtleneck, leather boots, and my favorite leather jacket. The weather had turned chilly overnight. If I didn't have work, I would've crawled right back into bed and stayed there all day. I was pouring myself a cup of coffee when I heard the familiar click of heels against the hardwood floor. A second later, Mani appeared in the kitchen doorway. She was still wearing last night's outfit-a white bodycon dress that stopped mid-thigh and a fluffy pink faux-fur coat draped over her shoulders. I took one look at her and snorted. "Well... you look like hell." She groaned dramatically as she dropped onto one of the kitchen stools and tossed her glittery purse ont
Last Updated: 2026-08-08
Chapter: CHAPTER 06: A MESS JADA'S POV Never in a million years did I think my life would take a turn like this. It was already falling apart before the pregnancy. If bad luck had a favorite person, it was me. Sometimes I honestly wondered if my family had been cursed generations ago, because nothing ever seemed to go right. And that theory couldn't have been any more right. Out of all the stupid things I had done in my life, this had to be at the top of the list. Not only was I broke and pregnant. I was pregnant by my boss who was married. Not long ago he was in and interview with his gorgeous supermodel wife, smiling for the cameras and telling the whole world how much they loved each other. The irony was almost laughable. It could have been anyone. Literally anyone but him. But somehow, life always found the worst possible way to punish me. At this point, it felt like the universe had a personal grudge against me. "Are you even listening to me?" Nadia asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I b
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: CHAPTER 05: HAUNTING BEAUTY CASTIEL'S POV "What the hell was that?" Lotus asked after the housekeeper practically ran out of the suite. "I don't know," I answered quietly, though my eyes were still fixed on the door she had just disappeared through. What were the chances? Out of all the hotels in the country. Out of all the cities. She was here, working in my hotel. The same woman whose beauty had haunted my thoughts day and night ever since I first laid eyes on her. Two months later, but I could still remember the way she looked that night. She wore a soft brown dress that hugged her body in all the right places. Her smile was easily one of the prettiest things I had ever seen. And her eyes... dammit, there was something about them that pulled me in immediately. I just knew it deep down in my heart that I wanted her. And when I finally had her in my arms later that night, I did not want it to end. The way she fitted so perfectly in my arms. The way her body responded to every touch like we already
Last Updated: 2026-08-03
Chapter: CHAPTER 04: STRANGER FROM MIAMIJADA'S POV Growing up in a Christian family, being a pastor's daughter, there were a lot of things that were strictly forbidden. Things that were considered a sin. I grew up hearing words like purity, discipline, and righteousness almost every single day of my life. So, I knew that abortion was never an option. Not only because of my religion but because I personally could not do it no matter how scared I was or how complicated things were about to become. I just couldn't bring myself to punish an innocent baby for my mistakes. For the past two days, I had been crying myself to sleep at night, questioning my life choices. But I quickly came to understand that there was no use in crying over spilt milk. What was done was done. There was nothing I could do that was going to change the situation I was in. I had to accept it and keep moving. I still had absolutely no idea what I was supposed to do next, but losing my job was definitely not it. So before Ms. Baron fired me, I
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: CHAPTER 03: GODMOTHERCASTIEL'S POV The limo came to a halt in front of the hotel. The staff members were already lined up at the entrance in their burgundy uniforms, waiting for my arrival. The general manager, Jessica Baron was standing in front of the bunch with her hands neatly folded in front of her, a small smile plastered on her face. I knew Jessica on a personal level. She was me and my twin brother's godmother and my father's long time best friend. After my mom died giving birth to Cassian and I, Jessica had stepped in to help my father raise us. I loved and appreciated her so much. And I was forever grateful for what she had done for us. The driver opened the door for me, and I didn't miss how every employee straightened immediately. I stepped out of the car slowly, adjusting the sleeve of my cream blazer before lifting my eyes toward the building in front of me. The Sterling Hotel (Austin). Most people only knew the Miami branch now— the towering luxury hotel that had become the face of
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: CHAPTER 02: BABY BOUNDJADA'S POV My hands were shaking as I stared at two lines on the pregnancy test. A tear rolled down my cheek, and a heavy pressure settled in my chest, making it hard to breathe. I was pregnant. Deep down, I already knew I was. All the signs were there, but I still hoped. I hoped the test would say I was wrong. Hoped this wasn't real. A shaky breath left my lips as another tear rolled down my face. I wasn't ready for this. It wasn't that I hated the idea of having a baby. I didn't. But how was I supposed to take care of a child when I could barely take care of myself? I worked long shifts at a hotel I could never afford to stay in. My bank account was always close to empty even after getting paid. I had student loans, credit card debt, overdue bills, and stress that never seemed to end. And now I was pregnant by a man whose name I didn't even fucking know. What kind of a sick joke was this? A broken sob escaped me as I buried my face in my hands. The test slipped through
Last Updated: 2026-07-21
Chapter: <9> A Royal Summon ANNIE'S POV The air outside my hospital room carried a distinct scent, a mix of antiseptic and mint, that lingered in the chilly atmosphere, making my skin prickle with goosebumps as Matilda expertly maneuvered my wheelchair down the long, sterile hallway. After what felt like an eternity spent surrounded by the constant humming and beeping of machines, coupled with a parade of doctors and nurses coming and going, I was finally on my way out. My body still felt weak, a little sore, but my spirits were so high you would swear I had wings. Earlier that morning, I had been blessed with a visit from Mrs. Blackwood, who brought along a batch of delicious muffins and wrapped me in a warm embrace that felt like sunshine. She told me how everyone at the bakery was so proud of me for what I had done, and they couldn't wait for me to come back. That made me so happy. Now, as we approached the front desk where the discharge forms awaited, I hugged my warm blanket tightly around my legs for co
Last Updated: 2025-11-26
Chapter: <8> Hope & longing STEPHEN'S POV “Come in,” I called out, my voice breaking the silence that filled my office when I heard a gentle knock on the door. A bright smile broke across my face as soon as my fiancee stepped through the doorway. Her presence always had a way of brightening my day, even in the midst of the hectic demands of my job. “Hey babe,” she greeted, her voice warm and inviting, as she gracefully made her way toward my desk. I couldn’t help but stand up from my chair, pushing it back slightly, and walked around the table to meet her, eager to close the physical distance between us. “Hey love,” I replied softly, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I leaned in to place a gentle kiss on her lips, savoring that brief moment of connection before the weight of the world rushed back into our conversation. “How are you feeling?” Catherine sighed heavily, her breath shuddering as she placed her hands on my chest, her eyes searching mine for reassurance. “I don’t kno
Last Updated: 2025-06-10
Chapter: <7> Sense of purpose ANNIE'S POV "Do you have any idea just how worried I was about you, huh?" Matilda exclaimed, her brows furrowing in frustration as she scolded me. The concern in her voice was unmistakable. "What if something really bad had happened to you? What on earth would I do without you, huh?" Feeling the heat of shame wash over me, I looked down at my lap, unable to meet her piercing gaze as I mumbled my apology, "I'm sorry." "You are so fucking careless sometimes Annie; I swear, I just can't with you!" she retorted, her voice a mix of disbelief and exasperation. I could see the worry etched across her face, though her anger was evident too. I pouted as I raised my eyes to meet Matilda's. Her expression was stormy, a mixture of anger and profound fear, and I knew I had put her through an ordeal. "I said I was sorry, Mattie! I was lost in thought and didn’t even notice that car behind me until it was almost too late." Matilda let out a heavy sigh, and her demeanor softened just a touch.
Last Updated: 2025-05-10
Chapter: <6> Anxiety & Helplessness STEPHEN's POV The atmosphere in the hospital was one of utter chaos, a frenetic whirlwind of activity as nurses and doctors hurried back and forth, their expressions a mixture of focus and anxiety. The gravity of the queen’s condition had cast a heavy cloud over the entire emergency room. It had been hours since we first began our desperate efforts to stabilize her, and despite our relentless work, the situation was growing increasingly dire. Every passing second felt like an eternity, and the grim reality was that her condition was deteriorating more rapidly than we had anticipated. I could feel beads of perspiration forming on my forehead, dampening my operation scrubs as I navigated the frantic scene alongside my colleagues, Dr. Ryan and Dr. Kerkez, who were equally immersed in the high-stakes battle for Queen Helén's life. “She’s losing a lot of blood,” Dr. Ryan exclaimed, his voice dripping with urgency. “We’ll need at least two to three drips of type O blood group. Nurse! Qu
Last Updated: 2025-05-09
Chapter: <5> Emergency ANNIE'S POV I was sitting on my knees, naked, with both my arms outstretched and tied to the front posts of the bed with something like a rope. I could hear some movement behind me, but my head could only turn to the side as I tried to look back. My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and my whole body felt so hot for some reason. I felt the bed dip behind me, and the next thing I felt was somebody's hard chest pressing flat against my back, with their hand wrapping around my neck while the other caressed and played with my nipples. My back arched, my head falling back on their shoulder, and a throaty moan slipped out of my mouth when something cold pinched my nipples so hard. That certainly hurt, but the wave of pleasure that went through my body because of that left me whimpering and wanting more. I could feel my own wetness spreading between my thighs. "Look at you princess.."A very deep and raspy voice murmured against my ear. His voice alone making me whimper desperately"I
Last Updated: 2025-05-08
Chapter: <4> Through the window STEPHEN'S POVIt was a struggle to escape from the table with that huge tent in my pants but I managed to sneak away hopefully without anybody noticing it. I hurriedly ascended up the golden staircase to the second floor and then took right, heading towards Catherine's bedroom. Once I reached at her door, I slowly turned the knob and opened it before pushing myself inside. Catherine was sitting on the edge of the bed , one leg crossed over the other. The one on top was peeking through the slit of her glistening black & gold gown dress that she was wearing and I licked my lips as my eyes trailed down the long and sexy leg. Catherine was a very sexy woman. She was tall and had right amount of curves in all right places. Her pretty face was that one that could make every man lose focus and heck don't get me started about the big D-cups that she carried on her chest. Probably the first thing that attracted me to her. I was a sucker for fat boobs and there were without a question my bigge
Last Updated: 2024-07-14
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