Frozen Desire: The Rebel's Alien Mate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The visions sharpened all three at once. Dead together. Alive but scarred. Alone and free. Maybe none of them are fully accurate. Maybe all of them are real in some corner of possibility. My throat burned. “I don’t want any of them,” I said. “I know,” she said. “I want—” My voice broke. I swallowed hard. “I want us. All of us. Alive. Free. Whole.” “That desire,” she said softly, “is what she has been feeding on. And what she fears most.”

“I know I’m not the most desirable woman out there, but—” He rounded on her. He was about to tell her exactly how ludicrous that was. Whoever had put that ridiculous thought in her head deserved to be drawn and quartered for their lies. But as he faced her, Rebel found his boots were suddenly frozen in place. His cock stiffened even as the rest of him proved immobile. The way the overhead lights were positioned, her nightgown was illuminated underneath the hem, making the material see-through. She was naked underneath, open and bare. Her nude silhouette cast a tantalizing shadow, but he could see every inch of her. The fleshy peach color of her taut nipples, the delicate curve of her slender

The air around us seemed to vibrate with the aftermath of our union, the energy lingering in the air like an invisible force. In the stillness that followed, as our breaths slowed and our heartbeats steadied, we remained entwined, our bodies still connected in a testament to the power of our desires. We knew, in that moment, that we had tapped into something ancient and raw, a primal connection that bound us together in a way that defied explanation. Felix's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze filled with a mixture of desire and determination. Without a word, we both knew what we both wanted in this moment. It was time to seal our mate bond, to mark each other as destined partners.

Desire. I wasn't surprised at his latest configuration, Nate had thought life without his mate after rejecting her will be as easy as it was before he found her, but little did he know he was subscribing to a life of loneliness and constantly desiring to search for what could have been if he didn't reject his mate. Maybe that was the moon goddess's punishment for wolves that wanted to go against her pairing scheme. Nate can only be completely free if Carly finds her second chance mate and forgives him for the humiliation he subjected her to.

Love is dead for me from now on and I promise no matter what,I will never stay. Even if it meant loosing my wolf, I will be free from here. I promise. The epitome of female empowerment will not face the fate she saved others from. She will be a Rebel , till the last day of her life. She will Rebel against her mate,she will Rebel against her father. She will Rebel against the entire world if she has to. But she will never open up her heart for anyone. Never again.

I smiled but it didn’t reach my eyes, the more I was staying closer to him, the more my body was burning with the desire to touch him, be near him, to feel the spark that only he was capable of making me feel. “Before anything, we are mates. You will never be able to deny the connection. If you want, then reject me and die with me, Rabbit.” He opened his arms widely, stepping away from me as if he was some kind of God. He was smirking, knowing that I would never be able to reject him. The rejection meant death for both of us and the separation means going through the hell of desire. “Let the desires win, Natalia. I can read your mind and your body, you’re flustering.” He purred huskily and a

"Let us take care of you." His words were like a spell, releasing her from the last vestiges of her inhibitions. She surrendered to the pleasure, to the sensations that washed over her, her body responding to their touch with a hunger that surprised even her. Jenna's lips trailed down her body, her tongue teasing, her fingers exploring, while Travis's hands roamed over her skin, his touch firm and confident. Sadile was lost in a sea of sensation, her moans filling the room, a symphony of pleasure that echoed off the walls. The candlelight cast a golden glow over the scene, illuminating the desire that shone in their eyes, the hunger that drove them.

Rebel, my wolf, said, and I replied, "I know what you're trying to do, Rebel, so just stop it.” “Stop what? Is it a bad thing to desire our mate?" He defended, and I frustratingly sighed. “You know I'm only caring because she is the solution to our curse. I don't have any desire for her,” I rebuked. “Oh really? What about the other night when you lay close to her? Swear you didn't feel a thing.” If I am not mistaken, this should be the thousandth time today Rebel is trying to get into my head, making me think of last night's feeling when I lay close to Selena.

Skylar saw through it instantly. “There was a rogue,” Rebel rushed out. “At the lake. It almost… it almost got me.” Skylar paled. “No rogue should get that far into territory.” “I know!” Rebel snapped. “How did it sense me? I’m nothing. And—” She hesitated, then whispered, “There was a voice. In my head.” Skylar led her to the bed. “Tell me everything.” So Rebel did. The vision. The strange reactions. Elijah’s gaze. Amber dragging her to the dungeons. The Alpha King’s voice claiming his mate.

Waking up to the sound of his voice is still, after everything, the most beautiful and most maddening thing in my life. All I have ever wanted all I will ever want is him. By my side. Within my reach. Mine. I know I'm not the husband he might have dreamed of, back before he knew what it meant to belong to someone like me. Hell, I don't even deserve him. But that's the nature of desire, isn't it? We crave the things we have no right to. And he — he is the most dangerous sin I've ever known, one I'll gladly drown in for the rest of my life, one that consumes me and reshapes me into something I'm not sure even I recognize anymore.