Bloom X Icy Novels & Stories

Hands. So many hands. They're everywhere, sliding up my thighs, gripping my hips, tangling in my hair. I can't see their faces, but I don't need to. I feel them. Three of them, surrounding me, claiming me. One behind me, his chest pressed against my back, his breath hot against my neck. Another in front, his mouth trailing fire down my throat. The third watching, waiting, his presence a dark promise.* "You're ours," one of them growls, and the sound vibrates through my entire body.

Melanie Armando, a 22-year-old ray of sunshine with a haunted past she fought so hard to bury is thrusted into the cold world of the Alonzo family when her mother remarries. There, she meets Dante Alonzo—her icy, emotionally detached stepbrother who somehow manages to crack her facade. As Dante unburies the darkness she’s fought to forget, Melanie begins to unmask the trauma he’s buried beneath power and pride. Their bond grows, but so do the secrets threatening to pull them apart. Torn between duty, secrets, and the magnetic pull between them, they find it harder to stay away. But could their love really bloom where it’s forbidden?

Alexis thought she had it all: a thriving career, a charming husband, and a Pinterest-worthy life. That was before she walked in on Kevin and Stephanie, her cousin sleeping together. Without an ounce of shame, Kevin files for divorce from her and takes her company as his draining all her accounts. Left with nothing but a broken heart and empty savings, she’s forced to start from scratch. Desperate to pay a loan shark and too broke , she lands a cleaning job at the Carter Penthouse. It’s not ideal—but it’s a paycheck. And the perfect place to plot her revenge. There she meets Pierce Carter a cold billionaire and devilishly handsome—and unfortunately, her new boss. He’s arrogant. She’s petty. He’s got issues. She’s got bills. When Pierce makes a ridiculous bet with his best friend that he can last a week without firing her, Alexis sees an opportunity: get fired, walk away with a small fortune. But just when they think they’ve rid themselves of each other, fate has other plans. Pierce needs a wife to claim his inheritance from his late father, and Alexis needs the ultimate revenge: showing up married to a billionaire hotter than Kevin could ever dream of. It’s the perfect solution… until real feelings start to get in the way. A fake marriage is born. The rule is simple: You can look but you can't touch. No love. But who will break it first?

Tricia thought grief would destroy her. When the news came that her fiancé, the decorated soldier, Colonel Raymond, had died during a dangerous mission, her world collapsed overnight. The man she loved was gone, and nothing felt the same anymore. But in the darkness of loss, one person stayed beside her. Raymond’s best friend. Mark Coleman. What began as comfort soon became something far more dangerous. Their shared grief turned into late-night conversations, stolen glances, and a passion neither of them expected. Within months, the bond between them became a secret neither dared to speak aloud. A forbidden love. A betrayal that could destroy everything. Then the impossible happened. Six months after being declared dead, Raymond returned alive. Now the man Tricia mourned stands before her again, while the man she secretly loves is his closest friend. Caught in a web of guilt, desire, and loyalty, Tricia struggles to hide the truth as tensions grow between the two men who trust each other most. But jealousy is a dangerous thing. Secrets begin to unravel. A revenge plot spirals out of control. A brutal attack leaves one man fighting for his life, another facing prison… and Tricia trapped in the middle of consequences she never imagined. Just when she thinks things cannot get worse, a shocking discovery changes everything: She is pregnant. And the father could be either man. As love, betrayal, revenge, and secrets collide, Tricia must face a painful truth. Some webs of passion are impossible to escape. And sometimes the heart’s most forbidden entanglements come with devastating consequences.

After eating a poisonous, hallucination-inducing mushroom, I genuinely thought I’d woken up inside a spicy erotica novel. I was the heroine—a live-in housekeeper working for a rich heir, the kind of impossibly handsome, impossibly wealthy man who only exists in fiction. When I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, I felt… oddly disappointed. I muttered under my breath, “Only six guys? What, do I need to take Sundays off?” The heir let out a short, disbelieving laugh. A slow, dangerous one. “If I’d known you were this bold,” he said, “I wouldn’t have bothered being gentle.” The moment the hallucination faded, I grabbed his sleeve and practically burst into tears. “Honey, I’m sorry. I swear I didn’t mean any of that.” He loosened his tie with maddening calm and murmured, “Relax. No one here takes Sundays off. And if you’re that eager to follow the plot of your little erotica novel… we can start right now.”

For three years, Rebecca was the "Shadow Wife." She stood by Silas Vane’s side, endured his family’s cruelty, and loved him in silence, all while knowing she was just a substitute for her runaway sister. On their anniversary, she expected a celebration. Instead, she got divorce papers. "Seraphina is back," Silas told her, his voice devoid of emotion. "It's time you return to the nothingness you came from." But Rebecca didn't come from nothing. She was the secret genius behind the city's most successful tech empire. Now, the divorce papers are signed, the heels are higher, and the heart is colder. Silas wants his "perfect" life back, but he’s about to realize that the woman he scorned is the only one he can’t live without.

When my CEO wife, Nina Wynn, learned I voluntarily handed a multimillion-dollar project to her favorite assistant, Zach Channing, she thought her three-month cold treatment finally worked. Beaming, she suddenly suggested we fly to Ivesland for our long-delayed honeymoon. When Zach found out, he became jealous and threatened to quit. Panicked, she spent three days and nights comforting him, then canceled our honeymoon again with the excuse of a business trip, giving him my ticket instead. Later, she casually explained to me, "Romance is trivial. Work comes first. As the boss, I have to prioritize. You’re my husband; you should understand." I looked at Zach’s latest social post, which was a photo of the two of them leaning intimately with their hands forming a heart, and said nothing. I only nod. Thinking I’d become more thoughtful and obedient, she was pleased. She even promised to make it up to me with a more romantic honeymoon when they got back home. However, unbeknownst to her, I’d already resigned. The divorce papers were already signed, and there was no future for us ever again.

She was sold. Betrayed. Left to bleed. Hazel thought she had lost everything—her freedom, her child, her heart. But awakening a deadly power tied to the Moon Goddess was only the beginning. Twin Alphas fight over her, secrets twist around every lie, and the mate she trusted… never truly belonged to her. When the curse can only be broken if she chooses no one, will Hazel rise as her own Luna… or will love destroy her forever?

“Sign the contract. Give me an heir. Then, disappear.” Liora Hayes has sixty minutes. $500,000 or her mother dies. No money. No hope. No way out. Then Darian Volkov walks in. The ruthless "Ice King" of Luminaire Corp doesn't want her heart. He wants an heir. The deal is simple: 1. Carry his child. 2. Get the money. 3. Never return. But the Volkov mansion is a cage. Inside, Liora finds a lethal secret: Darian didn't choose her by chance. He is the son of the man who destroyed her father. Now, she is carrying the baby of her greatest enemy. The debt was paid in blood. The contract was signed in lies. What happens when the Ice King refuses to let his "asset" go?

On our honeymoon tour, my husband and I faced an earthquake. I thought I was lucky to have booked a flight home, but then Ethan Parker snatched my passport and fled with my stepsister, Lily Foster. Stranded on a foreign land, I saw her new post. Lily: [Talking about clinginess, no one beats Ethan.] An attached photo showed their hands intertwined. In the chaos, someone stole my phone and cash. When aftershocks hit, I couldn't escape and got buried in a collapsed building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day of the first quake. Seeing Ethan bolt from Lily's room, I didn't say a word, just quietly canceled his plane ticket. If they loved each other so much, I'd let them go on and be a doomed couple.