Mha Ice Villain Novels & Stories

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.

he says, like he’s asking me to pass the salt. I blink. “Excuse me?” “Rumors follow me like flies. Girls whisper, guys stare, teachers wait for me to snap. People love a villain story.” His gaze sharpens. “But if I’m with you, little Miss Smart Girl, scholarship material, suddenly I’m not just trouble. I’m redeemable.” My jaw drops. “You’re insane.” “And in exchange,” he continues smoothly, ignoring me, “I help you win that scholarship. You get back on the ice, I train you, push you, whatever it takes. We both get what we need.”

She too had werewolf blood and something of a golden transformation whenever she was in the light of the full moon. For Brick there was never a dull moment for him when he'd been with his gang, whether they hit up an unsuspecting town or pulled into the woods for a bond fire and good times, it was a treat to be out and about among them. He lead the gang out of the parking lot, taking his rightful position as leader and President of Howler M.C. on the back of a black and silver Harley letting the smoke from his exhaust fill the lot before taking off down the highway. Rooster and Gunther followed in their respective positions as they all managed to ride in formation when leaving the motel park

"It's wonderful." "How can you know? He hasn't eaten even a spoonful yet of what's in front of you," I said without understanding anything that was going on. Before she could answer, we were surprised by the arrival of a person at our table, which made me worried. It wasn't going to end well, I thought upset. " Now if it is not João Felipe Mendes de Albuquerque and the daughter of his employees, the current wife of his brother! " Alicia spoke, realizing what I feared most, the failure of my first appearance with Viviane.

Dammit, I'd like to know what it feels like to wake up in the morning and not have to worry about my safety. It's so haunting. I try to close my eyes for a bit, but my wolf is restless. It's incredible how even thinking about rejecting him makes me want to tear my own eyes out. Our bodies—or maybe our souls—want each other. Who would've guessed? The Alpha heir. The Ice Alpha, as he's called in the rink. The most arrogant playboy this pack has ever seen...is my mate. Me. Someone who's always been invisible and wanted peace.

(Leo POV) The scent of a hundred Alphas should have been overwhelming. It was a maelstrom of aggression, sweat, and cheap deodorant that clung to the walls of the Vipers' locker room. But the only one that mattered was the one standing in front of the door, blocking his exit. Jax "The Ice King" Thorne.

“No can't do. Olive here would love to add your ice cream to her collection, if it's good.” The woman grinned. “Oh, it is damn good. Also, I knew you were going to be a stubborn person.” I laughed. “He's not…sometimes.” “Hey,” Easton exclaimed. “Who's side are you on?” “Well, they are making delicious ice cream so…” They laughed. The masc woman introduced herself as Jude with feminine pronouns, making me relieved about my assumptions. Soon, I had a cone of blueberry flavored ice cream in my hand. “I know it seems suspicious,” Jennie laughed as I peered at the deep blue color of the ice cream. “But it's really good. It's my favorite.”

“Come on, little wolf.” Papa’s eyes locked on mine, wild with the firelight and something deeper a terror id never seen before “Aira,” he rasped, gripping my arms. “The alpha leading them is Kael Draven. Say his name. Burn it into your mind.” I nodded, frozen. “He’s the one who leaves no survivors. Packs whisper his name like a curse. His known as the Ice wolf. He was betrayed once in his pack his parents and siblings were slaughtered and he was left with nothing.

She was, to her core, an MC bar back room toy, and she was proud of it. Ice had never had an issue with Vix’s sexual activities, never saw her as anything cheap or low. How could he, when he’d been in those back rooms so often himself over the years? Ice was an asshole in more ways than he could count, but he wasn’t a hypocrite. Except that it turned out that he was worse than that: he was actually a bigger prick than even he knew. The last words that he’d spoken to Vix came back to him now:

Kristi was moaning so loud she pulled his hair when Benjamin sucked her n*pples while entrusting his finger inside her. "Moan my name, Kristi," Benjamin ordered. "Ahh! Sh*t Benjamin," she shouted when she reached her climax. Benjamin looked at her juices and tasted them. He smirked when he saw her weak face. "I will help you to wash your body, Miss Ice," he sweetly told her. Kristi closed her eyes but she smiled. "Thank you," she says, making Benjamin smile too. "There's nothing free in this world Miss Ice, and I want to f*ck you endlessly until you can't walk anymore," Benjamin's vulgar words make her body tingle in excitement.