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Break The Ice After Dark (2)
**VICTORIA** If anyone had told her that the spoiled nephew of the Italian Mafia would ever step into an underground cage fight for her freedom, she'd have laughed at their stupidity while setting them on fire. But there he was, in the ring, wrapping his bandaged knuckles with a strip of soft black cloth. He’d taken off his shirt showing of tattoos and scars and now stood before a man twice his size who seemed rather insulted by the person before him.This was it. Victoria clutched her soulmate’s shirt, her head resting on the comfort of her shoulders. They were never going to make it. "You shouldn’t have come," she whispered into Mel’s clothes, tears filling her eyes. "It would’ve been only me, but now..." "Hey..." "Mel," her voice trembled, "you should leave. At least one of us has to get out of here..." "Mistress." The soft, choked voice made her raise her head. Mel’s dark brown eyes, filled with hopeless concern, met hers. Yet, she smiled. "I told you I’d follow you
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Break The Ice Granting His Wish
**TRISTAN** For a Monday, El Refugio was packed to the brim. The bass from the speakers vibrated through the room, shaking the floor beneath my shoes. I sat on the couch opposite my uncle, watching him converse with Connor. He kept stealing glances at me. I couldn’t hear everything they were saying, even though they were close, but the few words I caught were my uncle defending his decision to put me in the ring. “...He needed it.” My uncle chuckled. “Just look at him—he came alive in that ring.” Maybe I did. In my rage, striking the brute’s neck and crushing a nerve, I felt like myself again—the familiar anger, the person I was before I had a taste of *him*. That’s why I didn’t stop, even after the man collapsed. The rage was comfortable, and I wanted to cling to it, even though I could still hear his voice in my head... *"The deal is off..."* My fists clenched tighter. I was always the one who called the shots. I was the one who decided when it was over. But he had j
Last Updated : 2024-11-28Break The Ice Bad Ideas (2)
"Each and every one of you will be paired in groups of three. One of the three will be from different departments," the science teacher, a grim-looking man in his fifties, boomed in the hall, glaring at each of us as murmurs of protest filled the room. "I demand that you all keep your reluctance to yourselves." But the grumbles grew louder. We were in the event hall, every eye on the smallish man in the lab coat. Although his booming voice made up for his size, every time he spoke, there was silence. I leaned my back against the wall, sighing and looking around. Annoyingly, my gaze caught him at the far end of the room, hands stuffed in his pockets, staring ahead with his chin tilted forward. How many days had it been since that night? Surprisingly, he had given in to my demands, ignoring my entire existence even when we ended up in the same room—which was more than a few times, if I were honest. Maybe it was because Tristan was so easy to spot. No one else walked into schoo
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Daddy Issues
TRISTAN"How was it?" Al asked as I carefully yanked off the nose mask. The cap went next."I guess not good."I turned to him, a tight frown owning my lips. "Why?"He nodded to my chest. "Your jacket needs a new zipper."I looked at the metal in my hands, severed from the jacket, and grimaced. What the fuck. What the actual fuck was up with me?Running into him every day didn't make it easy when all I wanted was to grab at him and... And what? I wasn’t even sure anymore.And the mistake on the group pairing? He had waited behind, not moving an inch. In that moment, I could sense it—his readiness to damn all consequences just to avoid being on the same team as me.Also, what was that little stunt in the chemistry lab? It was so fucking obvious he’d always had a thing for Nat. Damn the "friend talk." There was nothing stopping them from getting down to it in the damn chemistry lab.I began to walk away. I needed the pills. The scars hidden beneath thick locks of dark hair had begun to
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Wrecking Ball
Victoria raised her hands dramatically, palms out like I was holding her at gunpoint. "Whoa, easy there, hothead. I come in peace!"I scrambled upright, my head pounding, my shirt sticking to me like I’d been wrestling in a swamp. Steam practically hissed from my ears. “Didn’t I just say to get the hell out?”For a moment, she just stared at me, then placed her hands on her hips, her jaw dropping like a bad actress. “Wow. Rude much?”I blinked hard. Was this real? A nightmare? Was she seriously this stupid? Instead of walking out like a sane person, she reached for the half-empty bottle of whiskey, inspecting it like it was a fine artifact. Grinning, she tilted it towards me. “Ah, that explains it. Someone’s running low on happy juice.”Somehow, the fight drained out of me. Maybe it was her complete lack of self-preservation instincts, or maybe it was the way she stared around my messy room like she’d stepped into some magical realm. Her wide eyes landed on the couch and cracked walls
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Secrets
MYLES“Cariño,” Mum called me from the kitchen entrance.From the sitting room, where I had my face buried in Leo’s borrowed system, I muttered, “Hmm.”“I was just thinking... what about your friend? Tristan, right? The gentleman who came by when you were recovering?”My fingers froze mid-click, and I slowly looked up. Mum was standing there, wiping her hands with a kitchen towel, her gaze fixed on me like she was trying to read my mind.Of all the topics she could bring up, it had to be him—and today, of all days. A weekend where I was finally, finally starting to forget he even existed.I forced my focus back onto the screen and replied as casually as I could manage, “Oh, I see him around at school. He says hi.”It wasn’t even remotely true. These days, Tristan was rarer than a dodo bird. Between our combined efforts to avoid each other, it was like he’d vanished entirely.I did my part—steering clear of the rink, the shared labs, and basically any space where we might cross paths.
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice A whiff of his position.
TRISTANMy week was ruined the very hour Victoria announced she was moving in. Announced. Because that’s exactly what she did."What are you doing, Al? You don't even know who she is!" I growled, stomping over to where he was.Al nodded gently. "I don't, but you saved her life. Surely you care about her."I turned sharply, glaring at Victoria, and she gave me an awkward smile. "You're leaving. Right now!"To my surprise, she turned to Al, and I heard him sigh. "I think you're making a hasty decision, Master Tristan," he said. I still couldn’t believe my ears. "Have you heard what she has to say? She doesn’t have anywhere to go."And suddenly that was supposed to be my business? This was my space, my sanctuary. I’d created it to protect myself from people like her, and now I was just supposed to give her a room?I heard her heels clicking, and soon she stood before me. There was no mischief in her eyes as she searched mine. "My father found out about me and Mel. Mel’s in hiding because
Last Updated : 2024-11-30Break The Ice Lead Me On
TRISTAN Watching the coach lead Myles out of the rink, I sat there, hands buried in my pockets, finally understanding why he was the one kicked off the team. That had been the worst game I’d ever seen. It couldn’t just be nerves—what the hell was he doing out there? Maybe he’d made the right call, giving up the deal. Even if he made it to D-day, he wouldn’t have stood a chance. Jade had gone quiet, her face a mix of worry and confusion as she scanned the rink, muttering something to Leo and Natalie. Well, that was that. I sighed, standing up. My guilt faded, replaced with a hollow sense of vindication. So much for stealing his position—*his fucking position.* But just as I turned toward the exit, he slid back onto the rink, cutting through the ice like a wrecking ball. I froze mid-step, blinking. It was so smooth I had to double-check to see if it wasn’t someone else. But no, it was him—Myles—gliding around his team with a swagger that was impossible to ignore. I dropped ba
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Break The Ice Grief
JADE"I wish I had good news, but it was a close-range injury… so we wait." That’s what the doctor told us. "Wait for what?" Leo had asked, his voice steady, but I caught the way his fingers curled protectively around Natalie’s arm, rubbing soothing circles as she sobbed into his shoulder. The doctor had exhaled, a slow, measured breath. But it wasn’t the breath of someone delivering hope. No, it was hesitation—the kind that meant we weren’t just waiting for Myles to wake up. We were waiting for a sign of life. Or none at all.I couldn't cry. The numbness had settled deep, coiling around my chest, weighing my limbs down until I could only stare out the hospital window. The city outside moved as if nothing had happened—cars speeding by, people laughing, living as of I wasn't shattering inside. But inside this sterile room, time had frozen, trapped in the reaction of one gunshot. The neighbors heard it. They were the ones who found him. If they hadn't... My stomach churned
Break The Ice The Confession
TRISTAN“…You saw Myles.” Al’s voice came from behind. I turned to find him by the door of the minibar, his eyes pinned on me as I laid cross-legged on the sofa. “I’m surprised you’re not drinking yourself dead.” It had crossed my mind—since last night, watching as he climbed into the cab without looking back. Now, I was sprawled on a settee in my own room, hating my own existence. I had wanted him to stay… then why, why couldn’t I just say it out loud? Tell him I wanted to see him again? Because he didn’t want that… He had a bright future ahead of him. The deal was over. There was nothing to hold him back. I shut my eyes, but I… I hadn’t wanted him to leave. I had thought of slamming the door at El Refugio shut so he never left me. Who was this person? This Tristan? What the fuck was wrong with him? “You didn’t tell him, then?” I opened my eyes, puzzlement etching my brows as I watched Al walk over to the mini counter, picking out a glass. “Tell him what?” Al shook hi
Break The Ice Last Night
MYLESOnce again, his cock springs free, and once again, there's a lump in my throat. I’d never get used to this, would I? My fingers traced his length, earning a sharp inhale from him. I wrapped my hand firmly around his girth, stroking rhythmically, the pace increasing as his voice grew louder, each grunt reverberating with my name. He draped an arm over his eyes, his voice rough and ragged. "You're fucking killing me. Ah, fuck." He was so warm and hard, hips buckling against the chair, oozing pre-cum. "How… ah… how long are you planning to keep this up?" As long as I could, especially if he kept whining and shivering like that. Emboldened by his reaction, I leaned closer, letting my tongue trail along him. "Fuck… Fuck!" His hips jerked involuntarily, fingers gripping the armrest until his knuckles turned white. His breath hitched sharply as I swirled my tongue around the tip, tasting his saltiness. "Goddamn it, Myles," he groaned, his voice hoarse and laced with despe
Break The Ice Maestro
MYLESI felt the cold air hit my naked arm as I was yanked out of the bus. When I groaned, they let me go. We'd been riding for an hour, and my legs were cramped up. "Are you okay?" said that gruff voice, just before the bag was pulled off my head. "Yeah," I answered reluctantly, wondering what the hell was going on. For men that had snatched me up against my will, it was as though they were concerned for my well-being. The gruff man leads the way, and I follow. It was not that surprising that we were before El Refugio. The pounding music that usually greeted me was nonexistent; replaced by soft piano notes. Why did that... My brows knit. Why did that reek of Tristan? I raised my head, catching him at the top of the stairs, leaning against the rail with his eyes stuck on me although he had company. I sighed. Of course. He's in a black dress shirt and suit pants that did so much justice to that body. I feel my throat go scorched; even the faint dark circles around his eyes
Break The Ice Unrequited
MYLESDays blurred together like smoke drifting out of a chimney, dissolving amongst the clouds. Before I knew it, like a punch to the gut, it was just two days until D-day.It was overwhelming—juggling exams, practice, and everything unraveling at home. I coped the only way I knew how: shutting down my brain. But even that wasn’t foolproof because the thought of him—of Tristan—always managed to creep in, knocking me completely off balance.It felt like he was avoiding me. Since the day he handed me the gear, he’d stayed out of sight. No calls. No texts. Not a single invitation to come over.I kept telling myself it was for the best, that maybe he couldn’t even wait for D-day to cut ties completely. Yet, when I saw him Tuesday, standing in front of a computer with the principal by the ICT lab, my chest tightened.He noticed me. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, everything seemed to halt. Then he smiled—warm, disarming, and utterly confusing. It knocked my thoughts into a fre
Break The Ice Unspoken
JADE"Did you see that guy?" The girls whispered in the locker room. "The red-haired guy that sticks with Tristan everywhere? Oh God, what happened to him?"I paused midway through shutting my locker, my book hugged tightly to my chest. Red hair? They had to be talking about Eros. What happened to him? Could that be why he wasn’t picking up my calls? I’d assumed he wasn’t at school—I hadn’t seen him anywhere—and trust me, with that fiery hair, Eros wasn’t exactly hard to spot."I thought it was just a slight limp at first," another voice chimed in, more animated than the first. "Then Mrs. Lydia made him unzip his face mask and, oh my God—"Oh her God, what? My grip on the locker door tightened. What did she mean, "oh my God"?"I bet Tristan did that to him. Maybe they got into a fight," the first voice guessed, already changing the subject. "Hey, are you going to eat this—"I slammed my locker shut with a bang, sending every pair of eyes in the room my way. My heart pounded as I stepp
Break The Ice Secrets and Backgrounds
Mum rarely got angry—angry in a way that forced her to lash out. So seeing her shake with rage, her eyes burning with hate as each second passed, was new to me.“Liar!” she screamed at Diego. “You’ve ruined my life—every inch of it! And now, the one thing of Harold’s I have left... You son of a bitch!”I had sensed it all along. Every time he brought her flowers or pretended to help with her shopping, the alarm bells in my head rang. Diego was up to something. So fucking predictable.But the shame on his face dissolved. The real man stood there now, without his mask.“I ruined your life?” he growled, his voice rising with every word. “Are you fucking kidding me, you ungrateful bitch?”“Oh, shut up, Diego. Just shut up!” Mum screamed, her voice trembling as she finally let loose. I flinched. She’d always let him get away with everything. I guess she drew the line at the house.Diego’s face twisted with sick, angry amusement, as though he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.“You know
Break The Ice Betrayed
EROSEros watched her apply her lipstick, scanning the room for something. Then she turned to him, catching him fighting a smile. Jade glowered playfully at him. "You took it, didn’t you?" He dodged her eyes, shrugging. "I don’t know what you’re talking about." She chuckled, the sound soothing his senses. "I can’t believe you. You can’t keep hoarding all my things, you kleptomaniac." She should watch him more carefully. He had a special place for her things—hidden with his guns. A bottle of her shampoo, a comb, her hoodie, hairpins, and, most recently, her body spray. Creepy? Maybe. But he’d do anything to keep a piece of her when she wasn’t around. Even though she’d started spending more time with him lately, it still wasn’t enough. Every time he watched her drive away, a large part of himself went with her. "Fine then," Jade huffed, grabbing his body spray. "I’ll just use yours." He didn’t want her to leave—not just for the night, but permanently. An idea had been nagg
Break The Ice D-Day
“… After a session that has lasted so long, I found a couple of gray hairs,” Coach Daniel groaned.There was a rumble of chuckles from the hockey team in the bathroom, most stifling their laughter, but what they couldn’t stifle was the excitement in their eyes.We all had a clue why Coach Daniel had gathered us.“D-Day is next Friday, suckers!” he howled.In the next moment, the dressing room was a chaotic frenzy—boys beating their chests, chanting words I couldn’t make out, diving in all directions with handshakes, pats, and hugs.D-Day. Friday. Twelve days away.Twelve days until my dreams of being picked for the national team could come true. Maybe even another scholarship for college.And the deal with Tristan would finally come to an end.It was something to be thrilled about. Finally, I wouldn’t have to endure his stupid presence. Ha—three wins.Three wins, right?The day before yesterday, I’d walked into my home to find his father sitting on the sofa. I’d been so confused I sto
