Itzy Break Ice

Leila is back in town. This time, ipaghihiganti ang kanyang kapatid na namatay. Leila's twin sister died from loneliness and heartbreak. Pinaglaruan, ginamit, at iniwan ng isang playboy na heartbreaker. Pinapangako niya sa sarili na papaiiyakin, dudurugin ang puso ng isang Casanova at iiwan niya itong luhuhan. Magtatagumpay kaya si Leila o mabibihag din ng Cassanova ang pusong bato ni Leila?

Olive Beckett was a dedicated doctor, brilliant in her field. So you can imagine how her heart broke when the relationship she had devoted eight years of her life to shattered in one night. The final blow? Her heartbreak was served with a wedding invite. In a desperate attempt to prove she’s moved on, she blurts out that she’s dating someone new. Not just anyone—Easton Carter, star NHL player and billionaire team owner. The man on every sports channel. The man she’s never actually met. Easton Carter is not just any NHL player. The childhood friend he has always loved is about to become his sister-in-law. What's worse? He's been harboring a lie all these years. For him, this fake relationship is a way to win back the woman of his dreams. One decision. One fake contract that changes both their lives. One ultimatum: No one falls in love with the other. Yet they both find themselves slipping into each other’s worlds.

Amara Del Fierro is an introvert girl, she is a famous novelist who only likes to read and read. She hates going out, she likes being in her comfy place doing comfy things. One day her Bestfriend Katherine comes home crying saying she got rejected by this handsome Billionaire named Ezekiel Villareal. The two bestfriend form a plan to take revenge, They call it: Operation Break the Billionaire's heart. Can she make it happen? Could Amara who never experience love in real life, make the billionaire's fall in love with her? This is Romance-Comedy novel, that will make you laugh, feel loved and make you cry.

“I never meant to fall for him… especially not him.” — Mellisa Brown. Xavier Kesh has it all—England’s hockey golden boy, heir to a billionaire empire, and the face every brand wants. Fast on the ice and lethal with a smirk, he’s built a career on speed, charm, and winning. He was supposed to stay focused on the game… and loyal to his girlfriend, Katrina Brown. But everything changes when Melissa Brown—Katrina’s younger sister, fierce runway model, and rising hockey star—enters into a fake relationship with Xavier to skyrocket her modeling career. It was meant to be all for show. Just business. Just pretend. Until the cameras stopped rolling… and the chemistry became undeniable. Melissa has one goal—win the Miss England crown and prove she’s more than the second Brown sister living in Katrina’s shadow. But faking it with Xavier turns into late-night calls, lingering touches, and a connection that feels too real to ignore. And when Katrina discovers the truth? The sister who once protected Melissa becomes her worst enemy—hellbent on revenge, betrayal burning hotter than any spotlight. Now, lines blur and loyalties crack. Three hearts. One crown. And a love that was never supposed to happen. The game was fake. The feelings weren’t. And someone’s about to lose it all.

Elara is chaos given form. Born with the dreaded Berserker Bloodline, she’s been running her whole life, forced to fight in the underground Forced Fighting Ring just to survive. When the corrupt Alpha Council pulls her out, it’s not for freedom—it’s to exploit her. They put her on Crestwood Academy’s elite, secret Werewolf Hockey team, intending to use her uncontrollable rage as their illegal edge. On the ice, she meets Kael: the team captain, the Chief Enforcer, and the heir apparent to the corrupt regime. He's rigid, loyal to the Council, and her ultimate Rival. He views her as a feral threat, and she views him as the gilded cage. But when their blades clash, the unmistakable scent of a Forbidden Bond ignites, threatening to shatter both their worlds. Kael and the four shifters who form her unexpected Reverse Harem are the only ones who can anchor her power. But to gain her Found Family means exposing the Council’s secrets and risking the loss of her soul to the Berserker’s curse. To claim her mates and lead the Rebellion against the corruption, Elara must make the ultimate Sacrifice: surrender her freedom to the very power she swore to escape, and become the Queen she was destined to be.

She swore off the rink the night her ex, ice hockey’s golden boy, broke her heart in front of the school. Ice was for scars, not second chances. But everything changes when a mysterious transfer student shows up, a brooding goalie with a record as dark as his past and a smile sharp enough to cut. His deal is simple. Pretend to date him, and he’ll help her win the scholarship that could rewrite her future. But as sparks ignite and secrets unravel, she finds herself caught between old wounds and new temptations. Is he just another player in a dangerous game… or the one person who could change everything?

️ Warning: This isn't a love story. This is sin. This is a game of betrayal, lust, obsession, possession, and fate wrapped in slick heat and dangerous hands. This book will leave you wet, aching, and rubbing your thighs while trying not to scream. You’ll hate yourself for loving it—and love yourself for coming back for more. If you're looking for gentle kisses and soft-spoken heroes, stop now. These men don’t stop when she cries. They don’t back down when she begs. And she doesn’t want them to. She wants them to ruin her. She wants to be dripping with the cum of one while the other slam inside her. She wants one claiming her left nipples while the other is by the right. Zevara isn't the most beautiful girl in the kingdom—but her body is fire, and her scent is a curse wrapped in temptation. The kind that drives even the strongest Alphas insane. All her life, she was told she’d be nothing but the Pack’s whore, just like her mother. She escapes to Eclipse Moon College, desperate for a new life, a future untouched by lust and shame. But when her scent hits the palace halls, all hell breaks loose. An ice-hockey prince. His powerful, dominant Alpha father. Two men, both cursed with longing. Both ready to go to war for her body. For her heat that captivates, corrupts and intoxicates. Zevara tries to fight her fate.… until she realizes she doesn’t want to. Now, she wants to be hunted. She wants to be the prize. She wants them to breed her... and break her. If you’re looking for gentle love, soft kisses, and easy happily-ever-afters—walk away. This is obsession. This is war. This is Breed Me, Break Me, Alphas.

Julian Fontaine came to Boston University with one goal: win the annual skating championship. He is a focused and disciplined figure skater with no time for distractions. Asher Beckett on the other hand is a loud golden-boy hockey jock, and the last person Julian wants anywhere near his ice. But when sharing a rink turns into stolen glances and unexpected late-night practices, Julian starts to wonder if falling for Asher might be the one risk worth taking. Because love, like skating, is best when you finally let yourself fall.

What's that saying about never looking a gift horse in the mouth? Well, I did. I looked it straight in the eyes, after I called it a moron, drooled a little, remembered I hate the oposite sex and then I ran. The life I have had changed the moment my mother passed. The life I struggled to adapt to after college tore me apart emotionally. I thought he was my saviour. He helped me grieve. He was there when I didn't want him to be, when I didn't know I needed him to be. He was everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. He fought my demons with me and for me, he watched me and over me. He creeped me out, but made me feel safe in many ways, so tell me why this specific gift came with only one stipulation. Who hurt me? The gift horse would be Lorenzo Russo. Empire builder and underground Mafia man. He's a smart man with good charms and psychopathic tendencies who ensures he gets what he wants, so he doesn't take kindly to being told no. By me.

. No one argues with me. I sit there for a long time. Eventually, footsteps approach again. I do not look up. “Selene,” a voice says. I recognize it. I lift my head slowly. Dorian stands in the doorway. His suit is immaculate. His hair perfectly styled. He looks irritated. Not panicked. Not broken. Late. “You came,” I say. My voice sounds wrong. Hollow. He exhales sharply. “I came as soon as I could.” I look down at Rowen. Then back at Dorian. “You missed it,” I say calmly. He frowns. “Missed what?” I laugh. “Our son,” I say. “You missed our son.” His eyes shift to the bed. To the stillness. To the quiet. Something flickers across his face. Annoyance. Disbelief. Not grief. “Selene,” he says. “What are you talking about.” I stand up slowly, still holding Rowen. “He waited for you,” I say. “He asked for you.” Dorian rubs his temple. “This is not the time for dramatics.” I stare at him. “Say that again,” I say softly. He sighs. “We will arrange the healers again tomorrow. Right now, I have people waiting.” I feel something dangerous rise in my chest. “Tomorrow,” I repeat. “Hmm. Okay.” He steps close r. Looks at Rowen more carefully now. “Why is he not responding,” he asks. I meet his eyes. “Because he is dead,” I say. Dorian freezes. “What,” he says. I take a step toward him. “Say his name,” I tell him. He hesitates. “Rowen.” “Say it again,” I say. “Rowen,” he repeats, irritated now. I lift my chin. “He died asking if he was good enough for you,” I say. “So tell me, Alpha Nightfall.” My voice trembles for the first time. “Was he.”