Frozen Hearts, Burning Flames

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Summary

Frozen Hearts, Burning Flames is a slow-burn rivals-to-lovers ice hockey romance that ignites with fire, melts with love, and cuts deep like sharpened blades on ice. Liam Carter, the undefeated king of the rink, plays like fire—furious, fast, and impossible to touch. Emery Lane, the icy enigma from the opposing team, hides a storm of loneliness behind her flawless strategies and psychological trickery. On the ice, they clash like thunder and lightning. Off the ice, they deny the spark that threatens to consume them both. When Emery exposes Liam’s weakness and he retaliates by betraying her trust to win a game, their fragile bond shatters. But as the championship draws near, and their paths collide again, the line between hate and love starts to blur. Amid snowstorms, mind games, and aching vulnerability, Liam realizes he never truly played to win—until she was the prize. And Emery, who never let herself need anyone, finds herself drawn to the one person who sees through her walls. In a world where pride is power and love is a risk, can fire and ice find a way to melt into something stronger?

Status
Complete
Chapters
12
Rating
3.0 1 review
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

Liam ‘Ice King’ Carter was born into a world of silver spoons and golden trophies. His family owned half the city’s luxury hotels, his father an ex-NHL legend, and his mother a socialite with a permanent seat in the arena’s VIP lounge. For Liam, hockey wasn’t a choice — it was an expectation. He was trained from the moment he could walk, pushed to be faster, smarter, and stronger. He was a champion before he even understood what it meant to lose.

But winning felt empty. No matter how many medals he hung on his wall, no matter how many headlines screamed his name, it never felt like enough. He wasn’t Liam. He was Carter’s son — the Ice King his father built, not the person he wanted to be.


Emery ‘Ghost’ Lane came from old money. Her family’s name graced skyscrapers and charity galas. But behind the glimmering facade, she was invisible. Her parents were too busy buying their way into elite circles to notice the daughter they left behind. She grew up in echoing mansions, learning that silence was safer than speaking, that being unnoticed meant being untouched.

Hockey became her rebellion — the one thing they didn’t control. She wasn’t Emery Lane on the ice. She was Ghost, a phantom who could slip past defenders before they even knew she was there. Her team loved her. The crowd adored her.

But no one really knew her.

And the loneliness burned.