Burning ice
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Last published Tue, Aug 5, 2025
She's book smart, shy, and untouched by love, living life between the pages of fantasy novels. He's danger on two wheels-leather jacket, cigarette smoke, and a past he never talks about. When their worlds collide, it's not a warm, sweet romance-it's fire meeting ice. Their connection is undeniable, but his heart is locked behind steel walls, and she's terrified of the heat he brings into her quiet life.
Every kiss feels stolen. Every touch feels forbidden. He doesn't promise forever, only "right now," and she doesn't know if she wants to melt him... or let him freeze her heart too.
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