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

It was as if we'd known each other forever, sharing an unspoken bond that went beyond words. His touch had awakened a fire within me, a flame that burned brighter with every passing moment. I wanted him, needed him, with an intensity that thrilled and terrified me. The way he'd taken care of me while I was down, the concerned look on his face, had all combined to fuel my desire. I was still clad in my delicate, see-through nightgown, and the cool air brushed against my skin, raising goosebumps. With a playful resolve, I let the blanket slip from my fingers, deliberately exposing my body to him. His gaze drifted downward, tracing the path of the blanket's descent. When his eyes reached my che

"We need you!" How can she refuse that? She walks downstairs and into the garden. The grass is soft under her bare feet. The sun is warm on her face. Damien reaches for her hand and pulls her into the chaos. Pierce grabs her other hand. Ariella wraps herself around Selene's leg. They move in a circle, not really dancing, just moving together to music and laughter and joy so pure it hurts. This is what revenge became. This is what desire turned into. Not a perfect life. They still fight. They still have bad days. They still carry scars that will never fully fade.

“It’s perfect… I’ll never take it off.” “I’ll never leave you,” she whispered fiercely, nestling into his chest. “I’ll never want anyone else. You’ve ruined me for everyone forever.” He kissed her deeply, possessively, his arms tightening around her. “Good. Because I’ll keep corrupting you, claiming you, loving you like this… forever.” They fell asleep tangled together in the mirrored sanctuary, surrounded by infinite reflections of their forbidden bond. Clara was completely ruined. And she had never been happier. Forever his. THE END

Searching. Elias froze for half a heartbeat, then surrendered. Years of repression, of hiding, of performing for everyone but himself, surged out in a single, desperate exhale. The kiss deepened, not with lust, not with control, but with raw, aching need. The recognition in it was fundamental: he knew this person, had always known them in a way that made sense in the deepest part of himself.

Wanting the possibility of something bold and messy and unforgettable. “So… Do you mean you wanted to be with us at the same time?” Dam asked. “Like… involved sexually with him and me? Or an actual threesome?” His words came out slow, heavy with doubt. “Something like that,” I replied, suddenly feeling shy. I looked away, unable to hold his gaze. He went quiet again, and I could practically hear him wondering what kind of wild ideas were living in my head. The silence stretched, tense but not hostile, just… uncertain.

His body began to tingle and he involuntarily let out a loud howl. It seemed as though his whole body was lit on fire, but in a good way that filled him with a desire, a yearn and the need to be close…to her. “Mate!” his wolf, Spade cried out immediately and then, Ragnar’s eyes widened in horrifying realization. “Fuck no.” he muttered underneath his breath as the fuzzy feeling overwhelmed his body. Fucking Astrid Reverra was his mate.

The vulnerability she had exposed felt like a weapon turned against her, leaving her defenseless in the face of rejection. After a while, Bella stumbled into her room, the weight of Reid's rejection still bearing down on her like an unbearable burden. The once inviting bed now seemed like a sanctuary for her shattered soul. She collapsed onto it, fully dressed, as if the act of undressing would make the pain more real. Her body continued to shiver despite the warmth of the room. It wasn't a physical chill but a manifestation of the emotional storm that raged within her. The tremors were a visceral response to the brutal unravelling of the dreams she had woven around Reid.

. They disappeared down the hall, but my chest was still tight with the pressure of what had just happened. Nikolai turned to me, his expression softening just a fraction. “Sorry about earlier,” he said, and I hated that part of me that wanted to believe he meant it. “Had something important to handle.” Amelia warning echoed in my mind. He’s dangerous. I shook it off. I didn’t belong here. Didn’t belong in this world. Because this ship—this life, the humans on it will all be forgotten and I’d be gone. Back to my own life. We finally made it into the room, the keypad clicking green, and the door slid open. Nikolai tossed his jacket on the bed, turning to face me. His brows furrowed wh

I hate the fact that she hurt her, and I hate that I’m feeling that way because of her. The stupid mate bond is playing me back, and to be honest with myself. I feel happy that we still didn’t reject what’s between us. Perhaps, I do want to fall in love again. Immortality is sick when you don’t have someone you can share your life with. Of course, she is Rebel, and I need to team her and make her the queen I was and still looking for. “From earth to Luther…” Avyanna spoke again, “ What’s next?”

At least she doesn’t try to cling. Once again, the only way for me to satisfy this woman or any woman was to imagine they were Rebel. I know that’s all kinds of sick and wrong, but I need my release too. Even if I can’t have Rebel. Rebel is just perfect. She knows I’m bisexual and doesn’t bat an eye at that. Then again, so is she. But I only want her, but I know I can’t have her.