Fire And Ice Victoria Paige Novels & Stories

' But my body moved toward the window, drawn by an uncontrollable pull. ​I knew Lucas Valentine was no ordinary client. He was a man who knew how to seize whatever he desired. He knew my address, he knew my nightmares, and he knew how to stoke the forbidden fire within me. I didn't hesitate for another second. Looking at 'Snow', my only companion lying on the sofa, I whispered, "I'm coming, baby; I have to see what he wants today."

His vulnerability, his hidden smiles, the way he trusted me a little more each day. It pulled at me stronger than any girl ever had. I was terrified. More scared than facing the toughest opponent on the ice. Because this fight was inside me, and I didn’t know how to win. I went back to my room and lay on my bed. Sleep didn’t come easy. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Toby’s face. Not the dream exactly, but the real him. Small, brave, beautiful in his quiet way. I wanted to protect him. I wanted to be near him. Maybe even more than that.

He laughed "I love you, Ravenna North" "And I love you, Axel North" * This is the literal end of Fire and Ice! Finally! I just wanna say a big thank you to all the people that read to this point and also to the people that cared enough to text me on my g***l which is still ojegift99@g***l.com. I love you all so much and I'd miss you all terribly ಥ╭╮ಥ If you're asking if they would be a sequel on Briar and Kyle?

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

He set the untouched drink aside and reached for his coat. Fire had rules. Fire did not look back. Fire did not involve itself in accidents or strangers. But tonight, Fire had collided with something cold. And for reasons he couldn’t yet explain, Alexander Steele knew this was not just an incident. It was the beginning of something dangerous.

Their eyes were closed and a peculiar feeling of devastation began to run, like a thousand streams, into his chest, at the thought that they might be dead. “No!” he shouted as he fell to his knees. The woman’s lime green eyes cracked open and the thin layer of ice around her face cracked, but then froze again. He exhaled in relief and reached out to wipe away the tiny crystals already accruing on her lashes. “God, you’re cold,” he exclaimed, bringing his hands over her frigid cheeks.

"I don't trust this fire. I've never seen anything like it." Just then, I hear footsteps behind me. I turn and am surprised to find Jacklyn walking towards me. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Looking for you," she says. "There's something you need to know. It's about Victoria." My heart leaps into my throat. "She's the one who started the fire."

Cadmus’s POV I heard others behind me as I shifted and bolted in the direction of screams. Then I smelled fire. Fuck, she’s in danger. I picked up my running pace. The fire was raging, its heat hitting my face even from yards away, making the air shimmer and my lungs choke on thick, bitter smoke. Victoria stood rooted in place, her eyes sharp and fixed ahead, determination locked in every line of her face. Abrax, in his wolf form, pressed close to her side, fur bristling and body tense. The rogues circled them, their lips curled back to reveal rows of white teeth, snarling as they darted closer, then snapped away just out of reach of Victoria’s crackling power. Flames danced wildly, throwing

2 VIKTOR Seraphina had been different. More intense. She didn’t try to poison me; she tried to burn me. She thought fire could destroy me, but fire only fueled my rage. I remembered her face, her grin as she watched the flames spread, confident that I’d be consumed by them, that she would be free. But I didn’t burn. I survived. I walked straight through the flames, each step deliberate, each breath steady. By the time I reached her, her satisfaction had turned to dread. She thought she had all the time in the world to watch me burn, but it had taken her too long to realize I was already a step ahead.

“I need to tell you everything.” And I do. I tell her about the fire. About Zach’s betrayal. About Sienna’s lies, the drugs, the ICU, Lila’s body in my arms. About waking up six months earlier, back when everything still looked perfect. Yesterday. Paige doesn’t laugh. She doesn’t recoil. She cries with me, passing tissues without a word. When I finish, she just nods. “Okay. I believe you.” The breath I let out nearly knocks me over. She squeezes my knee. “So. What do you need?”