Fire and Ice

Betrayal left me shattered, vulnerable, and alone. So when an invitation to an underground club thrusts me into uncharted territory, even a good girl like me can't help feel intrigued. And that's where it all began. With him. When my eyes lock with his ice-blue gaze, I'm lost in a stormy sea. I'm drawn to him like a moth to a flame, even if I'm destined to get burned.

United by brokenness, Alex and Natalie strive to rewrite the story of their lives. Propelled by an act of betrayal, a fateful 911 call, and a heartfelt message from her late brother, Natalie summons the courage to embark on a transformative journey of self-discovery. In an unexpected meeting orchestrated by well-meaning friends, Alex and Natalie spend an evening together at Fire and Ice. Despite their intentions to remain unattached, the magnetic pull between them is undeniable—a chemistry that refuses to be denied.

Alex and Natlie's future appears perfect. Surrounded by family, friends, and the promise of joy, their path seemed paved with endless possibilities and the assurance that nothing could go wrong. But appearances can be deceptive. The best-laid plans often fall apart. Camouflaged as innocence, evil delivers an unexpected blow, leaving everyone unsuspecting and vulnerable. A day that should hold only happiness morphs into the darkest of nights.

Viktor's determined to right every wrong, but even superheroes have their weaknesses. When the future is as unpredictable as the shifting tide, can two hearts find solace in each other's embrace and build a new happily ever after? Evil often masquerades in plain sight only to reveal itself at a time that will cause maximum devastation. In its aftermath is emptiness and sorrow. They say the darkest hour is just before dawn, and Natalie's path is cloaked in darkness.

They keep telling me time heals all wounds. But is that really the truth or something people say to ease their conscience? I think we adjust, change course learn to live with the suffocating grief. I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up. A man like me doesn’t get a happily ever after. I knew better. That mistake won’t happen again. I’m starting over with nothing left to lose. I just hope when the dust settles, they can forgive me.

They keep telling me time heals all wounds. But is that really the truth or something people say to ease their conscience?

My life has not been what anyone would call "normal." Loss, pain, and fear are familiar emotions. Until one man shows me what it’s like to be loved unconditionally.

Running seems to be the theme of my life. I ran the day my sister was abducted. I ran from the pressure of living up to her memory. I ran from being told I was wanted. I ran from everything. I continued running straight into the arms of a sexy and confident dominant, who saw my broken pieces and offered me a place to heal and grow in my submission.