MARKED ON ICE: My Alpha Roommate Is An Omega

To the readers who want the unthinkable. You crave the unforgivable.You don't want the sweet alpha who asks permission. You want the one who takes. The one who doesn't know he's falling until he's already drowning. You hunger for men who are cold to the world but burn for one person alone. You want cruelty that masks confusion and obsession that looks like hatred until it cracks wide open.You want the crimson eyes. The possessive grip. The alpha who should terrify you but makes your pulse race instead.You love men soaked in violence, brutal in their claiming, lethal in their obsession. You want them dangerous and you want them undone. You want the monster who has never been told no to meet the one person who makes him want to hear it. You want the moment his hand trembles. You want the second his control snaps. You want to watch him realize that everything he thought he was means nothing compared to what she is.You want to hate him. But you need him anyway.You are her

❄️ZOREN❄️ "Get up from the floor you bastard." There is only one person who owns that annoying voice and I did not want to hear it right now or ever but Rylan never cared about what anyone wanted and that was the problem with him from the very beginning. I opened my eyes and the bright light made me close them back immediately. "Turn off the fucking light Rylan." "I met it on, and why are you lying on the floor in here… wait." I heard him sniffing the air and I already knew where this was heading before he opened his mouth again because Rylan never let anything go and he was always paying attention when he should have been minding his own business and this was going to be a whole conversation I did not have the energy for. "Who did you fuck in here? You didn't come to watch me play. Match ended two hours ago and you were busy fucking!" My head pounded harder with every word that came out of his mouth and I pressed the heel of my palm against my forehead and tried to push the pai

🤍RAV🤍The memories came back in pieces and none of them were gentle about it. The weight of him. The cold of the locker. The sound of his belt. The way my body had responded before I could tell it not to and kept responding after I had already decided it should stop and the bite at the end of all of it that I had been covering with concealer since six this morning.My teammates were calling my name and the sound was reaching me from somewhere very far away because most of me was not on this ice anymore, most of me was back in that locker last night with my wrists pinned and my chest cracking open with something I did not have a name for yet and did not want one.He was watching me.Standing next to the coach with his arms crossed and his face doing almost nothing and I could not tell from this distance if he recognized me or not and I did not know which possibility was worse, that he did or that he didn't.Was that a smirk.I could not tell if that was a smirk and not knowing was so

❄️ZOREN❄️ Coach pulled me aside before I could leave the admin office and I already knew I was not going to like what came next because nobody ever pulled me aside to tell me something I wanted to hear. "Your father will watch the entry game of the students," Coach Lawson said in that careful voice he always used when he knew I was about to get angry. "And he would ask why we threw away a raw talent." The mention of the old man landed in my chest and I felt my jaw lock and my shoulders tighten and I did not let any of it reach my face. "You don't need to mention that old man's name to my face." I did not need my father's opinion on talent and I did not need anyone deciding who stayed based on what the old man would think when he showed up to watch a game he had no business attending. "He might own the school," I said. "But I made the school. I run the school. You know that." "It's just for one session." I did not answer him. I turned around and walked back to where the bird wa

❄️ZOREN❄️If I did not have a bird in my apartment I would not have gone to meet Rylan and now I was in a fucking bar because of Rylan and I did not want to be in a bar.I did not want to be around people. I did not want to be anywhere except alone in my room which was no longer an option because my room now belonged to a small alpha with a soft face and a strange voice who irritated me for reasons I could not name."Dude come on cheer up." Rylan patted my shoulders with more force than necessary and his hair was still pink, his smile was still too wide and he was already on his second drink before I had even touched mine."You better not get drunk because I will leave your sorry ass here." I looked around the bar. I did not know why I was looking around and I told myself I was just surveying the room the way I always surveyed every room I entered. Because I’m Zoren Maveth.Jack's Liquor was one of the best bars in the city and the Arctic Wolves always came here after every win and th