Icebreaker Spicy Chapters Novels & Stories

I glared at him. "I need time. Please, don't waste your time coming here? I want---" I didn't finish my line when my head suddenly throbs. My eyes became blurry and my stomach is in pain again. "Are you okay? Lucy, wake up!" The only voice I heard before I lost my consciousness. --- Eloisa POV

Hey beautiful humans. Welcome to The Chiseler BB4 (Blackbook 4) of the Woods series. Have you checked out BB1, BB2, and BB3 yet? If yes, congratulations🙂 if no, pls do check it out. Love you all much much. Your Author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ "The shade, tsk tsk, I don't like it," I said whilst punching my phone. My friends--Marila and Bennie--had managed to pull me out of my cocoon from the comfort of my beddings tenderness on a Saturday afternoon to the Mall out of my very own wish.

Notifications stacked over each other until I couldn’t see the time anymore. The Spill had posted again.A photo filled the screen before I could even brace for it. High resolution. Perfect timing. Leo’s hand on my waist, my body angled toward him as if I belonged there. His head dipped just enough to suggest something private, something soft and real. [Northridge Spill]: THE ICE KING’S FORTRESS OPENS. Leo Thorne brings Maya Ellison home. Is this the real deal or the heist of the century? I let out a short laugh that didn’t sound like mine. “It’s a heist,” I muttered, tossing the phone onto the bed. “And I’m the one being robbed.”

You are the reason stories like this exist. ~~~~~~~~~~ Ride with me because the ice is not empty… at least not yet. The Frozen Hearts series continues with Book Two: Offside Hearts. Here is a taste of what is coming: Eli Park is a rookie goalie with a secret he cannot afford to share. Mack Hale is the veteran enforcer who accidentally outed him years ago. Now they are stuck together as mentor and rookie in a hotel rooms, late nights, and a rival threatening to expose them both and Mack has been in love with Eli since the very beginning.

It shattered his last remaining shred of human restraint. With an earth-shattering CRACK, Sebastian drove his boots into the marble plaza, completely obliterating the ground beneath him. He launched himself upward like a violet meteor, tearing through the General's oppressive psychic gravity, aiming straight for the throat of the god-killer! (End of Chapter 164)

Veeraj was worth it. Even if he destroyed me. END OF CHAPTER 26

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 85. A sharp, stinging pain throbbed at the back of Isabella’s head as she finally woke up. Her lashes fluttered open, but the bright flickering light overhead blurred her vision. The air was thick with the scent of damp wood, metal, and something more sinister—something that made her stomach twist with unease.

“Chapter three: ‘Diplomacy in the Sea of Crushes – A Masterclass.’” Ivan joins in, adding, “Chapter four: ‘Surviving the Storm of Awkward Confessions.’” I finish another drink, my words already slurring. “It sounds like a bestseller already!” When I reach to fill another round, Ivan moves the bottle away from my reach. “That’s enough, malysh. No more for you.” I frown, pouting. “Oh, come on. It’s been so long. And we’re having so much fun, aren’t we?”

I pressed down until the tip squeaked against the dark stone, opening Chapter 171 with a bold, jagged stroke: ​They thought that breaking the press would bring the silence back, but they only forced us to remember what we are made of. You do not need a grand spire, a golden pen, or a hundred reams of clean cotton paper to tell the truth. You only need the stubbornness to stand in a freezing room, patch the broken iron with scrap wood, and write until your fingers bleed. Chapter 171 is not built on comfort—it is forged in iron and stone.

It wouldn’t stop until every one of them was broken. ☠️ End of Chapter 22