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Our Frozen Hearts (On Hold)

Our Frozen Hearts (On Hold)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 7, 2019
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Fantasy
He stood in front of me looking me up and down gaze holding to long on where my boobs lie under my torn up sweater. Within a few seconds he starts moving to the person next to me. My face falls and I let go of the breath of air I didn't even know I was holding. The man turns back around and points a finger at me. "You." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Aurora has been through so much she can no longer see the light and feel the heat. At the age of sixteen, she ran away from her abusive father. Losing both her mother and brother. Now at the age of eighteen, she has been living on the streets of Frozenland for two years. The King of Frozen Land also has a stone cold attitude with a ice barrier to his mind and heart. With the beauty of a God and the power from being king, no one questions the way he runs his kingdom. He does not show sympathy for those who have lost things. For he has also lost something. The way to love and be loved. What will happen when Aurora finds out the kings secret? Can they create their own light and produce heat after a spark was lit?
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[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

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