When the Frost Bled Red!! The Day Fire Touched Frost!!

____When the Frost bled red____

...One year ago — New York University...

The campus buzzed with voices, laughter, camera shutters...

Girls fixed their lip gloss in compact mirrors... Boys carried books like they were accessories...

Vanessa Morgan ?

She walked in like she owned the damn halls...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

And she does....

Not because she thought she was better...

But because she refused to shrink...

Her long brown curls bounced with each step as her boots clicked across the marble floor of the humanities wing...

She wore rebellion like perfume bold red lips, oversized sunglasses on her head, and a spine straightened by too many battles fought in silence...

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

Room 302... Advanced Political Ethics... **mumbled, glancing at the paper in her hand**

She didn’t care about politics... She cared about arguing and winning.

And not letting her father decide every inch of her future...

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

**opened the door and froze**

The classroom was silent... Every seat filled.

Every gaze pointed not at her, but him... Standing at the front.

Tall... Sharp-suited... Silver watch... Ice in his eyes...

The Aziel King...

She didn’t know his name yet...

But she knew power when she saw it and this man he didn’t look like a professor...

He looked like the kind of man who didn’t answer questions... He was the question.

Their eyes met...

For a second, her heartbeat stuttered. ...Then restarted louder...

Aziel King [ML]

Late... **said coldly, not even looking at his watch**

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

**arched a brow** Class was scheduled at 11:00. It’s 10:59...

Aziel King [ML]

**tilted his head ever so slightly** And yet, you’re still late...

Murmurs floated around the room... Some amused, some nervous...

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

**smirked** And you’re dramatic... Professor!!

Aziel King [ML]

**muscle ticked in his jaw** Take a seat, Miss...?

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

Vanessa... Vanessa Morgan!!

Aziel King [ML]

**gaze dropped to the paper on the podium** Ahh... The one whose father wrote me a recommendation longer than your transcript!!

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

**bristled** Didn’t know I was applying to your fan club...

A pause...

Then… a flicker of something in his eyes...

Not a smile... Just interest... Like a firefly caught under glass...

Aziel King [ML]

Let’s hope you’re more competent in debate than sarcasm...

Vanessa walked to the last empty seat dead center... Eyes still locked on his...

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

I bite too... Professor!! **whispered under her breath**

She didn’t know then...But so did he..

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Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

She was the fire he couldn’t extinguish... He was the sin she couldn’t resist!!

Aziel King [ML]

I was supposed to teach her limits. Instead, she taught me how to lose control...

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⚠️ Reader Warning!!

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

This is not your soft, slow-burn romance...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

This is a story about a cold, obsessive professor with a mind like ice and a heart full of locked doors and the girl who walked in, uninvited, and set his world on fire...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

It contains themes of power play, emotional warfare, forbidden lust, mind games, and possession disguised as discipline...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

A highly mature content and contains explicit sexual content, even words lingering with wetness!!

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

If you’re not ready to watch frost bleed fire, turn back now...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

But if you are…

Aziel King [ML]

Welcome to the class...

Vanessa Morgan [FL]

He’s already watching you...

Sarah [ STORYTELLER]

Highly Dark and 18++