Sexy Ice Queen Novels & Stories

"You’ve got flashy hands, I'll give you that. But out here in the real world, ego gets you crushed. You think you're untouchable because of a few headlines?" She skated closer, stopping inches from the boards where I stood. She tilted her chin up, her gaze steady, completely unbothered by my intimidation. "I don't think I'm untouchable, Coach Sterling. I KNOW I'm the best skater in this program. I am the Ice Queen. You can try to put me down all you want, but you can't deny what you saw today."

My queen. “Come here,” I rasp, curving my fingers in the come hither motion. I watch her eyes darken at that movement. I could see the dirty thoughts swirling in her head just from seeing that and it makes me smirk. She covers the two steps between us and stands in front of me. Looking like a goddess with her swollen lips, dark cheeks and fuck me eyes. She was temptation in person. Innocent covered in the perfect seductress's body. Whatever came over her did the best thing for me because she was willingly looking at me like I hung the moon and stars.

They were punctual to work and performed their tasks, but made sure they complained loudly. Mr. Cox had taken a sick leave these past few days. She was not fooled. She knew men like Mr. Cox did not accept defeat gracefully. He was planning his comeback. But whatever he was scheming she was going to make sure she stayed 3 steps ahead of him. He was going to find out the hard way that she wasn’t just some girl whom he could push over. She was stronger than he imagined. --------- Later that day, Ceci knocked on her door. “Ma’am there is a delivery for you.”

But this day had dented the integrity of my pack, and she killed my healer and she tried to kill Selene too through her puppet, we were never going to be acquainted, and if I wasn’t a man of my words, I would stand up and leave. “So you brought a thief to my pack Pike, I knew you too be pathetic but I never took you to be a pussy.” The queen slurred as she twisted her braids around one of her fingers. The queen was dread haired, long dark bread fell down her body, at the sight of my flag I knew she changed, now she wore something more revealing. Her cleavages were out in the open, gold dropping down her neck and her scent intensified. Her feet were hurriedly manicured, and I could tell from

" I said because that's what I saw into the back of the queen. "I think I saw something that looks like it's doing what you've described Zackbaby," Sasha said. I want to walk towards her but I'm afraid that she is lying because she only wants to pester me again. And I guess the queen understood it so she was the one who walked toward the annoying girl. The queen stopped for a moment all the witches came and including me then here it is less than what we've been looking for was covered by an ice "Xillo this place was much more beautiful than yours, what do you think?" Sasha said but her twin brother was just answering her whatever.

PLEASE RUN, RUM! “Listen here, young woman—.” The Ice Queen pushed back at me—. I leaned in and hissed into her ear, “If you shift here, the Goddess will be terribly upset with you. There are rules, you know.” Her eyes flew open in a new shock—shock that I knew about the Goddess and her true identity—and then they rolled around furiously to search my face for evidence of me lying. The housekeeper had also grown very still, wearing a helpless look.

Lifted. My feet left the ground. She slammed me against the wall, hard enough my vision sparked. Her claws pricked my skin, not deep, but enough to promise they could go deeper. She pulled me close, her face inches from mine. Her scent—jasmine and cold stone—filled my air. “I. Am. Your. Alpha. Queen.” Each word was a hissed bullet. “You do not raise your voice to me. You do not demand answers. You breathe because I allow it.”

He gasped in awe. A sinister smile tugged at the corner of Selena's lips as she shook her head in disagreement. “I am not a gangster," she covered the space between them and pushed Tyrone to the wall. She pinned his hands above his head and glared into his eyes as she whispered words that made chills run down Tyrone's spine. “I am a Mafia Queen." Tyrone wanted to breathe but couldn't, he tried to speak, but no words slipped forth from his trembling lips.

Those soft fragments felt distant, like echoes from another woman’s life, but they gave her something real to anchor to. ​The Ice Queen was the persona that led with lethal grace, but the woman who had once tasted freedom as Sophia ensured this fight remained deeply personal. And it was personal. Marcus was closing in, deliberately poking at her vulnerabilities. He wanted to break her—and worse, his tactics suggested he might actually know her true identity.

I tried to walk past but they blocked my way. "Great! a dumb too" "Gardenia stop it" a male voice boomed. "Why should I. If a common half-breed has the opportunity to rule us, I think I have a chance too" so that was her problem. She wanted to be Thane's mate. "The king needs a strong queen not a weakling. An asset. The people need a strong queen not a puny half-breed who can't even stand up for herself" some murmurs of approval was heard. For the first time in my life, I felt extreme hate for another person. Intense anger burned through me. I clenched my fists tightly and met her eyes.