Ice Skating Romance Books Novels & Stories

I was about to turn and leave when I heard the creak of the door, yes! “Here’s the wa-” She basically yanked them out of my hands and shut the door . No thank you or anything. Ugh I give up at this point. I went back and continued my business. __________ 8 P.M For our date, Luciano had brought us to an ice skating ring. I was confused at first but then I realised where the idea had come from. When I was younger I was in love with frozen. Obsessed. I had so much of the merchandise and watched every video that had talked about the movie - I was a very big fan - I even made and begged my parents to sign me up for skating classes so that I could do on the ice and around snow. My parents did not

Olivia called out to him. “Excuse me,” Lena shot to her feet. “Are you so dumb? Do you think I want this?” “Of course you do. You’ve clearly shown that.” His lip curled as he scowled. “I mean, who wouldn't want to be in a six-month relationship with me? Every girl wants me.” Olivia stood abruptly by the window, her gaze down at the rink below. She had no plan of interfering because the argument before her was already heated.

"Look, I get it. New guy, hockey captain, whatever. But I'm not interested in charity cases." Charity case. The words echoed in my head, each repetition cutting deeper. "I was trying to read," I managed to say, my voice shaking. "In the history section? Right." He leans closer, and I can smell his cologne, expensive, confident. Everything I'm not. "Let me guess. You're one of those girls who thinks if she hangs around long enough, maybe the popular guy will notice her?" "No, I..." "Well, congratulations. I noticed. And here's some free advice find someone in your own league."

Nicolai couldn't help but smile as he approached the chair where Alessia had obviously fallen asleep. The book that had dropped from her hands onto the thick carpet was facedown, its title Twisted Shifters – Four Twisted Romances. One Very Good Time. He picked it up and flipped through the pages, chuckling. Cursed Dildos and AI that came alive indeed. A faint blush dusted her cheeks from the warmth of the fire and he imagined her reading the steamy passages, lost in a world of make-believe lovers.

She says, and she skates away from me. "Wise ass!" I yell at her and she laughs. I run to her and she tries to do the fast stride. Suddenly, she lost her balance. I skate as fast as I can and hold her waist. We fall together, but I manage to spin us, so I'm the one who falls to the ice, and she falls onto me. We laugh so hard, and Isabella rolls to her side. Now we are side by side laying on the ice. Looking at each other and laughing. We stop at the same time. I tuck the tendril behind her ears. Our eyes locked. I come above her and lean to her. I stop when our lips almost touch. I look at her deeply, asking for her. Our breath mingles. Everything seems to stop around me.

He smiled and he did not say anything more because he did not need to. Later that night, after the guests had gone and the lights had been dimmed and the house had fallen quiet, I went back to the rink because I could not help myself. The door opened behind me and I did not turn because I knew who it was. Damien and Jax stepped onto the ice together and they skated over to me and they stopped on either side, and we stood there in the middle of the rink under the stars and we did not say anything because we did not need to.

Author's POV That night, Zuleika tossed in her bed. Sleep came, but it didn’t stay calm. She found herself standing on a frozen rink. The cold air stung her face. The sound of skates slicing ice echoed all around. And ahead of her were two figures standing opposite each other. Lanvin and Dorian. Both gripped their sticks, their eyes locked. And before she knew what was going on the game began. They moved fast, their bodies crashing again and again. The puck shot across the ice, but the game turned into something more than points. It turned into war.

Ice gleamed under the moon. "Skates on?" Kane asked. Elias grinned. "Always. Talk while we glide." They laced up quick and pushed onto the ice. Moonlight reflected off the surface. Their voices carried clear. Elias said, "This feels timeless. Every chapter led to nights like this." Kane matched his stride. "Our love as enduring as the game. We cherish hockey but each other more." Elias replied, "Mates forever. The bond awakened here stays strong through all chapters."

Just us acting dumb on the ice, breathing heavy, grinning like idiots. My legs screamed louder as we kept going, but I didn’t care. Roland’s teasing turned softer, mixed with actual tips. “Loosen up more. Yeah, like that.” His hands found my hips again a couple times, guiding without the heavy pressure. Each touch made my heart race weird. I kept stealing glances at him—sweaty hair stuck to his forehead, that cocky smile that wasn’t so annoying anymore. The rink felt smaller, just us and the sound of our skates.

Just the two of them gliding across the frozen lake as the sun dipped lower, turning the sky into streaks of pink and gold. Jax took off backward first, that effortless grace on full display, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Come on, star center,” he called, voice carrying across the ice. “Show me what you’ve got.” Ryder grinned and gave chase, blades cutting clean, sharp lines. Jax was fast, but Ryder caught up quickly, shoulder-checking him lightly as they skated side by side. Jax laughed low and reached out, grabbing Ryder’s hand to spin him once before pulling him close. “Look at you,” he murmured, arm sliding around Ryder’s waist as they glided together. “All mine tonight.”