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Break The Ice Little Devil
EROS"Come down," the message had said.At first glance, one might think it was from the boss or even his father, who had made it clear Eros wouldn't leave whole if he saw him. But it was neither—it was just Tristan.Every day, his best friend, by circumstance, was beginning to seem more like his uncle. Eros had been too wrapped up in the Aspen High situation to notice. What did the little psycho want this time? The question should be what had he done this time?Almost immediately, there was a sharp bling, and Eros' eyes dropped to the new message: an address. His brother's address.Drowsiness vanished.It had been ages since those two had seen each other, a separation ensured by the boss to keep them both alive after what happened with Theodore. Now Tristan was at Asher's house, telling Eros to come down?Curiosity and dread gnawed at him as he wasted no time, throwing on a shirt and dashing to his car.It was an hour's ride from the hotel where he had been hiding to his brother's pl
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Break The Ice I Said No!
EROS"...You're not here because of my mother," Myles' voice cut through Eros’ thoughts as he stared up at the picture of a younger Myles and his mother on the wall. "You're not even here on your own."Eros turned around, finding Myles standing at the center of the quiet sitting room. Eros frowned. Did Myles always have this light aura around him? No wonder Tristan couldn't stay away. If there was anything the bastard loved more than anything, it was a mystery.Myles raised a brow, stone-faced.Eros nodded, "You're right. I'm not here on my own. Tristan sent me."He didn’t know what reaction he expected, but it wasn’t the flicker of hope that died almost as quickly as it appeared on Myles' face. He was right—Myles was already in too deep."Tell him my mum is getting better," Myles turned away. "He doesn’t need to send anyone anymore."As Myles made a step to leave the room, Eros called out, "You bumped into Asher. Sadly, that’s my brother."Myles' brows knitted, more in confusion than
Last Updated : 2025-01-09Break The Ice How To Invitation
TRISTANWhat had I really wanted to ask Eros before sinking into the comforting feeling of irritation? Was that all Myles said? What else apart from he didn't want to know about Theodore?He was so damn confusing. Here I was giving him information on a silver platter, but trust Myles to fling it in my face and raise the middle finger along with it.When I thought I had figured him out, like a shapeshifter, there were seven more layers to go through. Didn't he want to know about Theodore anymore? It must have been hard for him to keep his curiosity in check since that night, and now he didn’t want it again? Just like that?Fucking Asher. My fingers curled into a fist on the windowpane. Below, next to the pool, Mel kneaded sunscreen on Victoria's back. She saw me first, her face breaking into a smirk as she blew me a kiss.I scoffed, pulling back. At this rate, I had come to terms with the fact that they’d never leave. Al had also grown so fond of them that on some evenings they kept h
Last Updated : 2025-01-10Break The Ice The Party
MYLES"If this is your way of getting back at me, then I'm telling you it's quite tasteless," I gritted out.When he smirked and fell back onto the sofa in the boutique we were in, I grimaced. That was all the answer I needed."It's a formal occasion," Tristan said, relaxing back, his eyes grazing over my body clad in a grey hoodie and denim jeans. "That would set you apart. As much as I like the way your ass pops in those Levi’s, it won't do."My cheeks burned, and my eyes widened. What the hell was he on about? I turned sharply to the workers behind me: a woman holding a jotter and pen and a middle-aged man holding a measuring tape.It was as though they didn’t hear anything. Perhaps they didn't get the insinuation. But I wasn’t stupid.This place was worth its weight in gold. When I first walked in, the receptionist had given me quite a look—the kind that rudely asked, "Did you miss your way?"Then Tristan popped in behind me, and suddenly I was "sir," with staff telling me not to
Last Updated : 2025-01-11Break The Ice The Party (2)
TRISTAN"Myles, away," she had said, snapping me out of the excuse I was about to spill. She met him two minutes ago, and she could tell. Disadvantages of having a smartass for a sister."Is he your boyfriend?" she asked after Myles left.I looked at the door and back at her, making a face. "Now, what would make you think that?"She studied my face and looked away sharply. "Not convincing.""No, no..." I laughed, holding her shoulders. "We go to school together, and that's it." Lying through my fucking teeth. "I just thought you'd like to see a new face, one that isn't Eros.""Really?" she smiled cheerfully. Too cheerfully.The atmosphere suddenly seemed too hot. "What's that face?"She slammed her fist against my shoulder. "Because you don't lace Eros with hickeys, stupid."I blinked blankly. "First of all, ew." The thought of Eros and... bile churned in my stomach.She stifled a chuckle. Okay, that was a breakthrough, one I would have been intensely happy about if it wasn't for— "Wh
Last Updated : 2025-01-12Break The Ice Stood Up
TRISTANI would be the last person to ponder why the crowd had suddenly fallen silent. It was no secret—the mayor and his son weren’t on good terms. But once again, we were going to prove them wrong, and act like a family in front of the cameras, even if not a particularly happy one.“Hey.” Myles nudged me. Amusement broke down my walls when I noticed his flushed face. “Get back to the present!”More silence.Then Mum linked her arm with his, feigning a frown. “Yes, Emilio, get back to the damn present.” She turned to my father, “You and Viktor.” With an exhale she looked at Myles with a warm smile. “What do you know about the orchestra’s son?”Myles smiled sheepishly. “Not a lot, Miss... Tristan’s mum.”She laughed, pulling him forward. “Great, I’ll have so much fun filling your brain,” she said, leading him away with every bold step reeking of courtesy. To think he believed he couldn’t fit in.“So, who’s he?” My father’s voice cut through my thoughts.I turned, my gaze landing on
Last Updated : 2025-01-13Break The Ice Sober Bridge
MYLESBridal style, I carried her while she sobbed against my chest. Reaching her room, I carefully dropped her on the bed, snatched the napkin box, and offered it to her.She pulled one out, pressing it against her wet, puffy eyes, nodding her thanks at me.I placed the box down, then stood up straight. Seeing her face redden, I realized I wasn't where I was supposed to be."If you need me, I'll be outside your door," I announced, about to turn around."No." She shook her head vigorously. "Please stay with me. I don't want to be alone right now."Oh. I looked down at her, my shock evident in the rigidity of my body. Carrying her out of there had been a quick decision. Listening to her struggle with her sobs while watching her father and brother go at each other's throats had to be gut-wrenching.She was taking it so well, but she didn't have to. It wasn't right that she hid her feelings just so they would feel less guilty."Please stay with me," she said again.At that moment, tryin
Last Updated : 2025-01-14Break The Ice Trapped
TRISTANThe rest of the day fades into a blue—a happy blue, a strange warmth creeping up my chest as I watch Myles push Mila's wheelchair in tune with upbeat music. The audience's eyes are on them, many glistening. From the corner of my eye, I see Mum wipe a tear as Mila's and Myles' giggles echo through the space.The shame is hard to face. He hasn't known her for even a day, yet he understands what she wants. Maybe a gun isn’t the only solution to my problems. Even if I killed Charles—which I badly want to—it wouldn’t make everything better.But Myles... The organ in my chest softens as the music stops. Seeing Mila pull Myles’ hand so he stays by her side, I frown. Myles looks at me, his face red with embarrassment, surrounded by my family. Pfft... the plan wasn’t for him to be everybody’s escort. What did they even need him for?Obviously everything. For the rest of the day, everyone shares Myles. Father makes him sit among his peers, listening to him awkwardly discuss politics
Last Updated : 2025-01-15
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Break The Ice Appreciation
Hiiii. Blue Haze here. When I started this book, I had no clue where it would drag me — or how deep I’d fall with it. The fact that my first step into this chaos found even a shred of success? Still shocking. But none of it would’ve meant anything without every single one of you. The story isn’t over. There will be a Book Two — and no, I still don’t know if Myles is breathing or rotting (but if you’ve made it this far with me😏, you know hope is a dangerous thing). Thank you for the likes, the comments, and the Gems — they were the only reason I kept going when the story got too...loud. --- BOOK 2 SYNOPSIS Tristan Medici has two goals: burn his uncle’s empire to ash and stand once more on the rooftop where his entire world bled out dead. He was close. Too close. Until the news came — a revelation so impossible, so gutting, it made him want to rip apart the only person he’s ever truly loved. But that was then — when life still held a little innocence...high school. This is no
Break The Ice Dusk
"...breaking news tonight from St. Augustine Hospital regarding the tragic death of the only son of a local worker. Authorities have confirmed that Astor, 19, fell from the rooftop of this very hospital late last night in what officials are calling an apparent suicide....”More ramblings from the reporter on TV, words I can barely register. I feel like a husk, a husk full of nothingness... as though my soul had been snapped into two.El Refugio is a kaleidoscope of colors; I can barely see the Boss through bloodshot eyes. He shouldn’t be standing this close to me, knowing what I could do.But it seemed as though he understood, for he had his goons surround my chair, while Al sits beside me, watching closely.It was Al who’d broken the news, the first person I saw after I revived in that white, empty room that contained only a bed and the drip attached to my wrist.Ripping it out didn’t hurt as much as it should. The excess bleeding didn’t kill me. Ripping off the soft wallpaper and po
Break The Ice Loss (2)
MYLES What more do you have to lose before you realise it isn't meant to be...Myles... your mum is gone... her heart failed and...'...You should have left me there, why do you have to bring me out...''I'm sorry.''...What are you doing...''Retribution.'I'm at the center of her ward, shoulders slumped, staring at the empty hospital bed as if she might still be here, and all I needed to do was just wait and soon I'll be hearing her voice...Carino, are you okay, Carino...But... she's gone.I knew it before the mayor said it. The way he had clenched at the wheel, his voice when he cursed, hollow and weak, with every word he dropped, it lost meaning.I should have sensed it sooner though, when Diego dropped all of those cryptic words before he pulled the trigger on his own self. It was all because of this.Retribution."Sir," the nurse beside me breaks the silence, the pity in her eyes looking at me frozen on the floor, "You need to get treated."I looked back at the bed, feeling m
Break The Ice Retribution
*You first.*I shut my eyes. I think of my mum, Tristan, and Jade, wishing I’d actually spent my time with them instead of hiding away like a maniac. Maybe in another life…Another bang. I stay still, waiting for the pain to hit, but once again, it doesn’t. I’m still on the floor, brows knitting in confusion, listening to grunts, fists slamming hard against skin, muscle, and bone—then curses. One voice sounded like…Diego?I opened my eyes, and there he was—my stepfather, right on top of Connor. The gun was out of reach beside them, and Diego’s fists slammed hard against Connor’s face. It hit me then—Diego was a burly man, something I never really noticed before.Did he come to save me? Pigs couldn’t fly though, so I had to be dreaming…“Get off me, swine,” Connor struggled, but either Diego’s sudden rage was overpowering, or Connor was too dazed from all the beating.The gunfire outside resumed.“I told you,” Diego roared into Connor’s face, “I told you I was gonna get you if you dou
Break The Ice Grey
MYLESNo way out…The only window is barricaded with iron rods, ones I had desperately tried to pull down. But the air from the window gave me a clue as to where we really are — the salty scent of the ocean brushing past my nose.There’s nowhere to run to; the walls are thick. It’s been hours since I was left here, without anyone coming to check on me. Every time I hear footsteps, my heart skips, waiting for the lock to shift, but there’s nothing — just the sound of their footsteps retreating.I’m still groggy, so after hours of pacing, I’m seated at the far end of the room, watching the door, waiting for the last step I’d hear before it all goes blank.I wrap my arms around my knees, shutting my eyes. Mum… Was she okay? Hopefully, the mayor was there and wouldn’t let Diego move her.Perhaps she’d be alright… Perhaps I should think of myself and not Tristan. But I can’t stop — can’t stop wondering if staying away was the right choice. And now, like everything that involved me, he was
Break The Ice Loss
DOMENICO"Nico... Nico, what the hell are you doing? You know this won't work."Nico felt the cold chill run down his spine as the voice filtered into his ears, trying to infiltrate his numb senses."What do you know, brother?" he muttered, watching the smoke swirl up to the ceiling. "This isn't politics where you seduce your way into things."Nico stared at the city from his window. In Viktor's background, he could pick up the faint noise of traffic and his own car blazing down the road. He didn't need to be told he was being tracked.So predictable."Nico...""I can't get the memories out of my head." His voice was quiet, eyes on the light far away. "You used to drive so fast to get me out of trouble, arriving just seconds before I got my head blown off."Nico rubbed at his eyes, the silence on the other end of the line too loud. It settled — the ghost of another time, memories he couldn't even reach.He let out a small chuckle. "The bar fights, we used to do it together. Remember w
Break The Ice Choice
TRISTAN "Where the hell is the Boss?!" I growled, slamming my fist against the thick glass demarcation. "You fucking tell me where the Boss is right now!" But the goon keeping watch only took a long look in my direction, shook his head, and walked out the door. My throbbing fists clenched against the glass. This… all of this was frustrating. Being dragged here, Nico ignoring me, throwing me into this compartment that felt like a damn asylum… and worst of all, not knowing how Myles was faring. All of it fueled my pacing, my yelling—despite knowing no one could hear me. There was a telephone on the wall at my side, the only way to communicate with the outside. But in my rage and fear, I couldn’t think clearly. I’d tried pleading once, but the goons had looked straight through me, as if I were a ghost, before stepping out. There was no way to escape. This place didn’t even have windows. Punching the glass was useless—my knuckles had already begun to bleed. I raked my finge
Break The Ice Cold (2)
TRISTANThe phone pressed to my ear wasn’t mine, but from it seeped my uncle’s voice. He sounded strange—void—and with every word he spilled, it dawned on me why there were three goons behind me, pressing a gun to the back of my head. "Follow them peacefully," the boss ordered. My brows hardened and knit together, my eyes narrowing at the florist, who kept giving us nervous glances, but not once did she reach for the phone to call the police. They had warned her… or she understood the atmosphere’s language and realized it was better to stay out of it. "Cut it out, Uncle," I gritted out, the flowers hanging loosely in my hold. "Can we do this later? After I take Myles to the hospital?" There was silence for seconds before his voice came on again. "Look back at the car, Tristan. Do you really think you're in a spot to negotiate right now?" What did he mean by—? Myles was staring at me, his jaw set, his eyes soft yet unreadable. Beside him, Jade was climbing out, her hand
Break The Ice Cold
EROSWhat was there to look at? Nothing interesting at all. Just his father strolling out of his brother's apartment, expression sullen and knuckles dripping blood that wasn't his.Guess there was a limit to the incompetency love makes you take. Sometimes you just get to hit your favorite things even when it hurts you.He was curious what his reaction would be when he found that thing dead.On the fence shrouded by tall trees, Eros watched his father wipe the blood off his hands. Then, flinging the hanky behind him, he turned to two of the goons, barking out orders.Eros pulled his hoodie up, eyes still a little drowsy from his escapade at Tristan's condo. He waited... patiently... any moment now.The old man's eyes scanned the house one last time. Then his phone rang, and he slipped into the car with his men, and the car sped off.Eros smiled... this was it.With a couple of moves, face mask set in place and the smooth, cold steel against him, he dropped down to the floor, still shro
