Frozen Fanfiction Archive Novels & Stories

"No that's not what I meant and you know it. You wouldn't fall in love with him for his money, but you are so into your career. How will he feel about that?" "I'll still be able to write, but I think the writing I do will change. I thought I might give fiction a shot. Urban fantasy is very big right now. I thought I'd give vampires and werewolves a try." Amy thought Brian would choke on his food. "You've got to be kidding me; you would write that junk?" "That 'junk' as you call it sells really well and also, I read that junk. I'm not sure exactly what I'll write and plan to take a while to decide. I'll never stop writing, so I need to find a subject that holds my interest."

She turned my life upside down. She gave my life... a happy ending! __________________________ THE END_________________________________ Hello my lovely readers! Here we are finally. To the end. It's been amazing putting out my story to you guys. The Frozen Heart is one of my earliest works. I started it back in 2018 and just going back to the story reminded me how far I have come as a writer. This book nowhere close to perfect. I know many of you would think it's a waste of time while many of you loved it. Nevertheless, I enjoyed sharing the story of Sofia and Liam with you guys. I hope you enjoyed my story. Thank you so much for all your amazing support my dear readers! I will see you again

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A week after the embarrassing incident, Mark made yet another suggestion. “Just give it a shot, Samson,” he insisted after Samson said no for the hundredth time. “The guy is completely trustworthy. He won’t breathe a syllable to anybody about this.” His old friend couldn’t possibly be serious. “A shrink? You want me to go see a shrink?” Samson asked, looking at Mark like that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard come out of his friends mouth. And it probably was. “I’m a One hundred and Fourty three year old vampire, Mark. What could this guy possibly say to me that I haven’t heard before?” Samson asked.

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The Angels' control over the South has loosened, and in 2028, it appears that a group of Omegas fled the Rig. Although Arthur and his followers kept it quiet, a lot of things in this area changed as a result. Rose claims that although things were already terrible, they just grew worse. The Omegas were imprisoned with their partners and forced to spend all of their time inside. Because they were made into slaves, beta girls substituted for any unmated alpha. And who disobeyed...?

Attempting a relaxed, dominant posture, Finn asked, "Uncovered anything functional within the archives?" Val rotated at the sound of the alpha’s voice, and Finn's chest experienced a sudden, intense pressure at the sheer softness sweeping across the omega's features. "These specific matches," Val murmured, gesturing to the vintage league reels. "They document all my preferred historic standard plays." Finn rolled his massive shoulders. "Yeah, I recall you and Mariana analyzing those specific defensive strategies repeatedly during the off-seasons."

He is not actually here, but pretending like this amps everything up, makes the heat between my legs burn even stronger, I thought to myself, my free hand moving up to squeeze my breast, fingers pinching the nipple hard through the thin bra, sending sparks straight down to my core. I kept the pace going, fingers thrusting faster now, my breathing turning into short gasps that filled the room. “Do you like seeing me finger this soaking wet pussy while I think about my stepbrother’s fat dick? Tell me what you would do to me if you were in his place, pounding away.” Right then, a private message popped up in a side window, not from the regular chat stream. It came from some anonymous handle tha

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

I felt cold ASAP, I started checking everywhere for some cash. It was freezing outside and he knocked, I ran to the door and let him in. “I am sorry, my friend isn’t home, but let me look for some cash around” I said and rushed inside without waiting to hear whatever was going to come out of his mouth. I checked everywhere, but didn’t see any cash lying around. I even tried phoning Jane, but it kept getting diverted. I stood in my room confused as hell. I checked my phone and realized I could only send it to him by morning. Since my routing systems were down at the moment. I heard him calling out, he must be pissed. So I left my room and went back to meet him.