Ice Age Buck Without Eye Patch Novels & Stories

“Spread those pretty legs wider, princess,” he growled, red eyes glowing with hunger. “I’ll bury every thick inch of my cock in this tight little hole that was made perfectly for me.” “Look how wet you are for Mommy already,” she purred, voice low and commanding. “Beg for it, baby. Say ‘Please, Mommy.’ Let me hear how badly you want me!" A drunken mistake dragged the ruthless ice hockey captain and Lycan prince, Zayn, into Aurelia's life. She mistook the dangerous wolf for a stripper and spent one unforgettable, filthy night riding him until she couldn’t walk. But one night wasn’t enough for Zayn. He became addicted, obsessed, and now makes her strip for him whenever and wherever he wants. What began as raw lust turned into a cold, no-emotions contract: pure fucking to silence his feral thirst and help shatter the unwanted mate bond trapping her. No feelings. Just his thick cock claiming her again and again. Then Rebecca entered her life. The academy’s lethal combat instructor. Cold, ruthless leader of assassins, who always gets what she wants. She arrived hunting the dark truth connected to Aurelia. But the second she had the trembling girl alone in the private training room, everything changed. Now Aurelia is caught between two dangerous wolves who refuse to share their prey. She never wanted love but she got claimed by two predators instead. It’s no longer a game of love and obsession. Deadly secrets from her past are unraveling a mystery buried in her mother’s death, a truth so dark it turns everyone into enemies. Hunted by fate and surrounded by lies, Aurelia must decide, break free from her past… or lose herself completely in the embrace of the two predators who refuse to let her go.

"She is betrayed, left broken and then reborn." Kaelis Veylaris thought she had everything. Well, until the night her husband pushed her from a tower. She is the only daughter to the Alpha of the Ashfang Pack and destined to be the first female Alpha in years. When her rule is objected to, she agrees to get married to Valrik Dreadmoor, a warrior in her pack. She helped him rise, helped him soar, and what she got in return was a cheating man because she was unable to conceive. Then he chose to toss her over the window when she confronts him. She awakens in the territory of the enemy with no memory, chained and imprisoned. There she discovers that she's not just any wolf. She is a hybrid, burning with the fire of veganance and possessed by two spirits. Now she is caught between two men: Orin, the fierce biker who saved her, and Draven, the powerful rival who once tormented her. Both want her heart. Both could destroy her. Kaelis is confused on which choice to make just as an ancient prophecy rises. The seer tells her that her heart can not serve two masters. One will fall. And if she fails to choose, all of them will fall with her. In a world where power is survival and love is a battlefield, the first female alpha must make a decision. Will she reclaim her throne? Or will the fractured spirits within her tear everything -and everyone- apart?

To cheer up their depressed adopted daughter, Ashley Reid, my parents don't dare to treat me nicely. They've even locked me in a pitch-black room more than 700 times, just to put a smile on her face. At first, they feel guilty toward me. But eventually, even my older brother, Liam Reid, who used to care for me the most, treats it like it's all perfectly reasonable. When Ashley's depression finally starts to ease, I work up the courage to kneel and beg them to seal off that room for good. But at her birthday party, simply because I'm wearing the only T-shirt I own, she starts tearing up and asks my parents if I don't like her. My parents and Liam rush to comfort her and, yet again, lock me away in that dark, endless room. "Summer, you're her elder sister. You have to be more considerate of her feelings." "If you hadn't insisted on wearing something so tacky for her birthday party, she wouldn't have gotten so upset." "You've gotten used to it after all these years, right? One more time won't matter to you." I curl up in the corner, gripping my hair, unable to say a word. Three days later, they finally let me out. They remind me not to upset Ashley again. But I just stare at them blankly. "Sorry, who are you?"

In the legend she was meant to be cold and unfeeling, a killing machine only meant to destroy and kill and the two races knew this and was more than ready to use her for their selfish reasons. She was meant to be the doom of the whole universe, until she met him…and became his doom instead.

Ice had seen courage under fire, in many cases literally, back in his SEAL days. But he’d never seen anything like Vixen that day. When he first caught sight of her, she was standing with her feet wide apart, solidly braced on those mile-high, mid-thigh black boots, the ones that he loved fucking her in. Her minute green skirt had ridden high and tight up her perfect legs, and her dark eyes were dilated to black as she grimly stared down the approaching vehicle, shooting and shooting, both hands holding the gun. She’d looked every inch the hot female assassin in some blockbuster Hollywood movie, right down to her hair flowing behind her in the autumn wind. **** Ice Johansson is the Road Devils MC’s Chief Enforcer: cold, ruthless, and built for violence. He doesn’t feel guilt, except where Vix is concerned. Weeks ago, he crossed a line with the one woman who mattered to him. Now an enemy attack leaves her badly injured, and Ice wants one thing: to protect her, if she’ll let him close again. Victoria “Vixen” Shaw owns her reputation as the club’s favorite ride. No shame. No apologies. For eighteen months, though, she’s been Ice’s alone. What he did shattered her trust, but when Ice becomes her caretaker – no sex, no demands, just presence – she begins to see the man beneath the ice. As the Road Devils are pushed to the brink, Ice and Vix find intimacy where they never expected it: clothed, raw, and vulnerable. But if Ice reveals the darkest parts of himself – the violence he embraces to protect his family – can Vix accept him? And even if she does, can loving a man like Ice ever truly be safe?

"Open wide, Golden Boy. I know you’ve been imagining sucking my cock in your head the entire practice." ​The cold floor of the locker room is bruising my knees, but it’s nothing compared to the grip Michael Rossi has on my hair. My mouth is stretched tight around his cock, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated shame. I’m the star defenseman for the Knights, the disciplined, untouchable Axel Thorne and yet here I am, choking on the pride of my greatest enemy while he talks to me like I’m his favorite toy. ~~~~~~~ They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend just to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

Aurelia had always hated the Thorne twins, and it was no secret. She hated the way they looked like she mattered only to pull the step siblings card… she hated the way they always had their stupid signature smirk on their faces whenever they pulled her leg… hated the way they knew how to pull the right strings to get her and most importantly hated the way, they acted like they weren’t watching that day, watching her as she climaxed alongside them. So no, she definitely didn’t watch them when they weren't looking and absolutely didn’t care who they were smiling at when it wasn’t her. Their friendly step- siblings rivalry had ended on her send off party and 20 year old birthday when she had confronted them and ended up in their bed… only to wake up to their leaked tape. They however did nothing but watch as her dignity was rubbed all over the ground. Five years later, she had moved on and built a perfect life with her 4 year old baby girl and her best friend from back home. Life was perfect until his proposal was interrupted by the Thorne brothers while she was on their cruise ship sailing to the city of her dreams to her dream vacation. It all happened in the blink of an eye and she had woken up to see that their ship was floating in the horizon, leaving them on an abandoned island with nothing but their clothes. Old hatreds ignite. Old secrets surface. And this time the twins aren’t just watching in secret like they had all these years. They’re here to finish what they started… this time they have no plan to let her GO…

Picking up on book 2 after Ice Hockey Study & His Best Friend's Sister. Imogen is heartbroken after discovering that Cody Brannigan has got another woman pregnant at the start of her relationship with him and decides they need a three month break to get her head together and to focus on mending her broken heart. Cody is desperate to win her back and will do whatever it takes to have the love of his life back in his arms. But what about the other woman and the baby? Is it his baby? Will Immi forgive that he slept with another woman whilst he started seeing her? And what about the long distance relationship, can these two survive everything coming their way? If you enjoyed Ice Hockey Stud and His Best Friend's Sister you are going to enjoy this reeling and angsty sequel.

I was reborn. Reborn on the day my stepsister shattered my leg on the ice, the day my boyfriend carried her out of the blazing hockey rink while leaving me to burn alive in the flames. In front of everyone, I expose my stepsister's arson and tell my boyfriend we're done. But that's not enough. I want back everything I lost. I will have my revenge on both of them. I seek out Preston,the billionaire who was once the darling of the ice hockey world, now confined to a wheelchair. I beg him to help me take my revenge, and he makes only one demand: marry him. But as my vendetta unfolds, I discover Preston isn't as simple as he claims to be. He can stand,yet he pretends to be crippled. What secret is he hiding? Why did he approach me? And can I escape his grasp... or do I even want to?

My roommate, Keith Kavanaugh, calls himself the "Holy Son of Frost". On the very first day we meet, he insists that the air conditioner in our dorm room must stay on until October, and the temperature can never go above 50°F. He claims, "A mystic says I'm the Holy Son of Frost, so I have a rare physique. I can only live in cool environments of 50°F at most." He even starts live-streaming, and his "special condition" instantly attracts a huge following. Meanwhile, I'm sitting right in front of the AC vent, so I'm shivering all over from the cold. I quickly turn the temperature up, but he immediately turns it back down and even locks the remote in his cabinet. "We're all educated college students here. Why are you so selfish?" he questions. Faced with his unreasonable accusation, I hold back my anger and try to reason with him. "We're in the north region. The weather here is cool enough in September. There's no need to set the AC this low. But if you insist, I can switch spots with you…" Keith cuts me off impatiently, "Are you crazy? Who sleeps right in front of the AC vent? What if I get sick from it? No one else has a problem. Why are you the only one making a fuss? Let me warn you—I'll melt from the heat. If you make me uncomfortable during my stay, I'll have you kicked out!" I realize there's no reasoning with him, so I plan to contact the dorm counselor to switch rooms. But Keith beats me to it! He goes to her first, records a video, and even posts it online. He accuses me, a local student, of being selfish and bullying him, someone who is from out of town. Just then, a new post suddenly appears on the campus forum. The poster writes, "My roommates are too wasteful. One guy washes his hair every day, and he even uses running water. He even takes a shower after every training session! Meanwhile, I can wash my whole body with just one damp towel. "And the worst part of this is that they want to kick me out after I made an itemized bill to split expenses. These cheapskates are always taking advantage of me. I'm looking for a high-quality dorm to take me in." My eyes light up instantly. He's the one!