Frosted with Love
In the charming town of Snowfall Valley, Selina Everhart’s heart once overflowed with Christmas joy. But after a devastating breakup and the loss of her mother, the holiday season became a painful reminder of all she had lost. When her best friend Celine convinces her to design the town’s Winter Wonderland, Selina reluctantly agrees, hoping to honor her mother’s memory. But everything changes when Sebastian Frost, a quiet architect with a mysterious past, enters her life.
As their connection deepens, Selina learns that Sebastian’s past is tied to the tragedy that shattered her world. Tensions rise when her ex-fiancé, Victor, returns to win her back, and Selina is forced to confront her unresolved feelings for both men. Just as her heart begins to heal, a shocking revelation leaves her questioning everything.
With the magic of Christmas around them, Selina and Sebastian must navigate betrayal, secrets, and a love that could either save or destroy them. Will Selina rediscover her belief in love and the holiday season—or will her heart remain lost forever?
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Weight of TrustThe winter air bites at my skin as I sit by the window, the chill creeping through the cracked spaces in my old house like ice water. The snow falls in gentle, heavy flakes, blanketing the streets of Snowfall Valley in an endless, quiet white. The town is beautiful this time of year, the kind of beauty that makes you forget the world around you, or at least try to. But today, it feels like the weight of everything is pressing down on me. My exhaustion, the grief that still clings to me, the unfinished business with the Winter Wonderland project, the ache in my chest that refuses to let go.I haven’t had a proper rest in days. The project, the bakery, and everything in between have drained me in ways I didn’t think were possible. My body feels like it’s running on empty, and as I step into the cold, the exhaustion wraps around me like a thick, suffocating blanket. I can barely keep my eyes open, my head pounding with the kind of ache that feels like it’s cutting right through my skull.
Last Updated: 2025-01-22
Chapter: Chapter 4: Strings of FlirtationSelina's POVMy phone buzzes on the nightstand, its glow cutting through the dim light. Groaning, I grab it. It’s a message from Celine:“Good morning, bestie! Time to sparkle! Meet me in town at Winter Wonderland by 9 to kick off the project. Don’t be late!”Her cheery words bring a small smile to my face. Typical Celine. Bright, bubbly, and impossible to say no to. With a sigh, I toss the covers off and force myself out of bed. Despite my initial reluctance, there’s a spark of excitement brewing. Maybe today won’t be so bad.After a quick breakfast and bundling up in layers against the cold, I head out. The bakery will run itself for the day, thanks to my capable staff. For now, it’s time to dive into the town’s Winter Wonderland project.When I reach the square, the festive energy is already palpable. Volunteers are busy setting up lights, arranging wreaths, and stringing garlands. The sight is almost enough to make me forget my usual Christmas blues.“Selina! Over here!” Celine’s
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Chapter: Chapter 3: Fragments of MemorySebastian's POVThe cold hits me as soon as I step out of the cabin. The kind of cold that makes you take a deep breath and just feel alive. Snowfall Valley still feels like it’s holding its breath, frozen in a moment of calm before everything wakes up. The crunch of snow under my boots is the only sound I hear as I make my way to the car.I’m running late. The meeting for the Winter Wonderland project is in a few hours, and I haven’t even had coffee yet. Not just any coffee, but strong coffee. The kind that punches you awake and clears the fog in your brain.Driving through the town, I keep my eyes on the road, but my mind is already on the work ahead. Deadlines, design tweaks, schedules to meet. This project is everything, and failure is not an option. But for now, I need that coffee.I turn a corner and stop in my tracks. There it is.Everhart Bakery. I didn’t expect to see it open. Back when I started my career as an architect, I worked on that building. I was just a rookie back t
Last Updated: 2025-01-22
Chapter: Chapter 2: Flour, Frost, and First ImpressionsI watch as Sebastian heads out of the bakery, his figure disappearing through the door. "Thanks again, Selina," he says, giving me a nod. "I really appreciate the shower offer. I’ll be on my way now, but I’ll see you soon."I’d offered him a chance to take a shower after he spilled flour all over me, a gesture I now realize was a bit forward, but he’d accepted without hesitation. Maybe it was because I didn’t really mind the company, even if he was a bit rough around the edges at first.And, I won’t lie, there was something about him. Something magnetic. The way his dark hair fell just slightly over his forehead, his sharp jawline, and those striking eyes. I shake my head. There’s no way I’m getting caught up in this right now. Especially with everything going on.But, God, he’s attractive. I can’t deny that. I try to push the thought aside as I straighten up, wiping flour from the counter, but I can’t seem to shake the image of his smile. Confident, yet almost soft. And when he said
Last Updated: 2025-01-22
Chapter: Chapter 1: A Floury MessSelina's POVThe morning air of Snowfall Valley bites at my skin, but I don't have time to notice the chill. I hurry to my car parked beside the bakery, trying not to slip on the icy sidewalk. Snow is falling heavily, blanketing the town in white. It should look magical, like something out of a holiday postcard. But for me, it doesn’t feel that way. Not this year.Snowfall Valley was a postcard-perfect town tucked into a valley that seemed to hold its breath every winter. The streets are lined with charming shops, their windows glowing warmly with twinkling lights and festive displays. But as I stand beside my car, one hand resting on the door, a wave of isolation settles over me, like the cold is seeping into my bones, reminding me how alone I really am.The holiday magic should feel like home, like it used to. But now, it’s just a reminder of the life I’ve lost, the joy I can’t seem to find again. Every snowflake that falls feels like another piece of my world drifting further away.
Last Updated: 2025-01-22
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