Novel & Cerita Frozen Desire: The Rebel's Alien Mate

In the silence of the drowned city, our intimacy was a private rebellion. He shed my heavy travel furs with a frantic, respectful urgency, his hands mapping my body as if he were memorizing the architecture of a dream. We made love on the cold pearl floor of the balcony, a rhythmic, tectonic dance that felt like we were becoming the very current that fed the sea. Every touch was a defiance of the Grave. As we reached the peak, the violet and emerald light of our bond surged through the floor, momentarily lighting up the obsidian heart below like a second sun. "Whatever the price is, Emma," Félix rasped, his forehead resting against mine as our breathing slowed. "We pay it together. Half of y

she started, “I’ve had enough of this farce. Alpha Jasper of Bloodlust is the strongest, richest and most powerful Alpha of the Eastern Region. He wants me and fucks me way better than you ever did. He wants me as his Luna and I am leaving this hell hole today.” She stands and squares her shoulders at me. With a spiteful glare, “I, Giselle Breyer, Luna of Winter Moon, reject Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, as my fated mate and Alpha!” I feel the impact of her words hit me. Drax is howling in pain, again. I grab my chest and stare at her. I square my shoulders and look her dead in the eyes, “I, Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, accept your rejection. All ties between us are broken and y

Alliah finally remember the dreadful song of her little self’s desire. “Four, five, six, can I see you’re flesh? Seven, eight, nine, can I kill them all?” She giggles, that’s sending a shiver right down Alliah’s back. Yet, it is a different kind of shiver. For it is screaming her deep dark desire to kill. “Finally, at ten, can I have her, right?”

Every time I saw him, my chest tightened, beating faster and faster, beyond my control. At first, I kept telling myself I didn’t want this. That I wanted the rejection, that I wanted him to let me go. But deep down, I knew I was lying to myself. I knew it was the mating bond at play, pulling me closer to him no matter how hard I tried to fight it. And the more I tried to shake it off, the stronger it seemed to grow. He’s given me freedom, real freedom. I can move around the estate without guards now, without anyone trailing behind me. But even with that, I still feel strange, like I’m living someone else’s life. Everything has changed so suddenly that I hardly know where to fit in anymore.

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

But I couldn’t speak. His fingers trailed down my arm, slow, deliberate. The touch sent a shiver straight through me, and I clenched my teeth, trying to resist the heat pooling low in my stomach. “I will *never* be yours,” I hissed. Alaric chuckled darkly. “Then why are you shaking?” I stiffened. He was right. My body was trembling, but not from fear. From something far worse. Desire. I hated him. I hated how he made me feel. And yet, I couldn’t escape it. The mate bond was *stronger* than me, pulling me under like a tide I couldn’t swim against.

Adam Desiree was perfect for me. When she passed out, I wasn't happy, but I knew how intense a claiming was, so I let her sleep for an hour and soon I had to have her again. I spread her legs and went back in with my cock. Desiree woke up moaning. I felt her all over me. Her scent filled my senses, and I felt complete. I fucked her like a mad wolf. I had restrained myself for months, all leading to this. I intended to take my fill and satisfy my wolf, but as I pumped and she moaned my name, I knew I would never get enough of her. Her reaction to me was driving me crazy. I felt like a wild animal. She had unleashed the beast in me. I wanted to grind my cock in her pussy for the rest of my lif

I am hard as fuck. Not only did she claim me, she went full Luna on this stupid ass she-wolf. I need to bury myself in her and mark her. She sure as hell knows how to make a man feel important without even trying. Rebel has such a tight hold, that all Ceraline can do is nod. When she lets go of her neck, Ceraline falls to the floor, trying to suck in as much air as possible. Rebel bends down and grabs Ceraline’s hair and pulls her head back, so she is looking at her, “You can call me all the names you want, but while you are out here looking desperate and needy, I will be with MY MATE, in OUR room and before the night is over, I intend to be his completely and have his mark on my neck. So th

“Feel everything you’ve been hiding. Your fear. Your desire to resist. Everything you’ve tried to keep from me.” Zaria stepped back, desperate to create distance and catch her breath. But Damian followed. Her heel caught the edge of the bed and, with a soft gasp, she lost her balance, falling backwards onto the mattress. A small cry escaped her throat before silence reclaimed the room. Damian stood before her, tall and unshaken, his shadow spilling across her like something alive. Damian tilted his head slightly to hold her gaze, and for the first time, Zaria caught a flicker of something foreign in his eyes. In that moment, a strange current surged through her—warm, aching and hollow all at

Rhea tried to hold her breath, but the smoke moved as if it were alive, forcing its way into her lungs. "This is the Hex of Desire," Kora murmured, her voice sounding like it was coming from inside Rhea’s head. "Natural law says a wolf has her mates. But the Ruin needs more. You crave the forbidden, Rhea Mooncrest. You crave the cold skin of the dead and the dark touch of the void. From this moment on, your Alphas will not be enough. Their heat will feel like a cage. Their touch will feel like lead."