All Chapters of MARKED ON ICE: My Alpha Roommate Is An Omega : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

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