Frozen Fanfic Lemon Novels & Stories

"Tell us, Chuck! How could lying to us do any good to you?" Cornered, Charles finally broke down. No longer caring about his image, he screamed at them. "Because I feel insecure! I was afraid that you would forget about me after you found your real son! I don't want to share your love with anyone!" He pointed at me, then at Juliet, letting out a piercing wail. "All I wanted was for him to stay away from us! Is that so hard to understand?" In my previous life, such a baseless insecurity drove me to take the blame for him, and I ended up frozen to death.

They were wrapped in each other, their bodies warm, their hearts full. "Thank you," she said. "For being here. For not giving up on me." He pulled her closer. "I could never give up on you. You're my mate. My Luna. My home." She closed her eyes. "I love you." "I love you too." --- They fell asleep like that, tangled in the furs, their breath misting in the cold air. The dagger rested between them, a reminder of the past, a promise for the future. In the morning, Lyra woke to the sound of snow falling.

My voice remained thick from my previous tears, its husky quality grazing his senses like a light caress. Caden froze, his breath hitching as his gaze became transfixed by my throat—specifically, by the necklace resting there. His Adam's apple shifted visibly as he swallowed hard. Every inch of his frame went taut, resembling a bowstring stretched to its absolute breaking point. [AHHH! Mom is flirting with Dad!] [Dad, hold the line! Don't panic now! Say it looks beautiful! Compliment her already!] Once again, Caden's reaction completely blindsided me. He abruptly shoved the chair beside him backward.

An hour? At minus forty degrees, I would succumb to hypothermia in ten minutes. In the biting wind and snow, my lips were frozen stiff, and my husband’s betrayal made my voice choke with emotion."You never wanted me to live from the very start, did you?" Through the communicator came Luna's drawn out voice, "Ding ding ding! You got it right, so your prize is to have the chance to use your life to win me a research slot! "Only one life in exchange for my bright future! Isn't that sooo worth it?"

she said in a low tone. “Why are you whispering?” Daya asked. “Because!” Ayla replied. Daya chuckled and put a piece of cheese in her mouth. “I am sure Rhobart knows you have been staring at his fine ass.” Ayla choked on the tea. “His what?” “Ass. Have you seen him naked?” “Daya!” Ayla hissed. Daya picked up a piece of fruit from a plate. “I once had a Snow Elf lover. He had the finest ass I had ever seen. But do you know what his best quality was?”

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.

He didn't wait for the engine to cool—he was already out, already running. "Emilia! Babe, we're done waiting! Let's go—right now!" He kicked open the bedroom door, heart in his throat— And froze.

He smirked She began working on him and for the first time, she saw him close his eyes with his mouth wide open in pleasure. "Do you like that?" He grabbed her and pinned her inserting himself into her. "Do you like this?!" he groaned. "Zaylee how are you?" a voice rang from the other end of the call. "Am okay Jazz" "Did it work out?" "Ye, but I don't think..." "Stop Zaylee" jazz yelled "I don't appreciate your negativity" "It's just that...." "No matter how tough he seems to be he will meltdown just a little longer you will have him fully"

he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Isla shivered as she felt the coldness of an ice cube against her nipple. The contrast of the chilly cube against her heated skin sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. She gasped, her back arching involuntarily, as Liam slowly circled the ice around her hardened peak. "Ah, you like that, don't you?" Liam teased, his voice laced with satisfaction. Isla could only moan in response, her body trembling with the unique sensation.

“Like, this morning. Before first period. Apparently it was mutual, no big drama, but still—Leon. He’s single.” I felt my stomach do something complicated—a swoop, then a drop, then a weird twisting knot that I couldn’t name. This was it. This was the opening I’d been waiting for. Months of pining, months of writing fanfiction I’d never show anyone, months of those stupid “lessons” with Aaron— Aaron. “Leon?” Rose squeezed my arm. “You went somewhere.” “Sorry. I—that’s great. That’s really great.” “You don’t sound like it’s great. You sound like someone told you your dog died.”