Mag-log inRavael Steele is a scentless female omega hiding her identity to play hockey in an all male alpha academy. She had a plan. She had control. She had everything perfectly built. Until one heated night unraveled all of it. Claimed and marked. Everything she sacrificed was gone in a single moment she never saw coming. Zoren Maveth is the most powerful alpha captain in the academy. He can’t comprehend what’s happening to him. His new roommate is small, fragile, infuriating—and somehow constantly messing with his head. He told himself the cruelty was discipline. He told himself the obsession was irritation. Then he discovered the small alpha he’d been tormenting was never an alpha at all. A male omega. Living in his room. Under his skin. Now he’s not just questioning his sexuality. He’s questioning his sanity. Because no matter what he does—he cannot get him out of his head. And the scent that was never supposed to exist is the thing destroying them both.
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You crave the unforgivable. You don't want the sweet alpha who asks permission. You want the one who takes. The one who doesn't know he's falling until he's already drowning. You hunger for men who are cold to the world but burn for one person alone. You want cruelty that masks confusion and obsession that looks like hatred until it cracks wide open. You want the crimson eyes. The possessive grip. The alpha who should terrify you but makes your pulse race instead. You love men soaked in violence, brutal in their claiming, lethal in their obsession. You want them dangerous and you want them undone. You want the monster who has never been told no to meet the one person who makes him want to hear it. You want the moment his hand trembles. You want the second his control snaps. You want to watch him realize that everything he thought he was means nothing compared to what she is. You want to hate him. But you need him anyway. You are here for the alpha who doesn't know what love is but knows exactly what belongs to him the moment he touches it. You want to watch him suffer. You want to watch him earn her. You want to watch him become the thing he swore he would never be—a man who would burn down everything he built for one person who was never supposed to matter. You live for the almost touch. The almost confession. The almost betrayal. And cliffhangers that leave you staring at your screen at 2am, whispering “just one more chapter.” If this sounds like your kind of poison… Welcome. Open your mouth. Good girl 🖤 Meet Zoren Maveth.❄️🩸 Crimson-eyed. Cold-blooded. The most dominant alpha in the academy. He will make you hate him first—the way he bullies, the way he torments, the way he can't seem to leave his fragile roommate alone. But you will watch him unravel. You will feel his control snap thread by thread. You will drown in his obsession and call it fated love. Meet Ravael Steele.🌹🤍 A scentless female omega hiding inside a lie. She forged her name. She buried her nature. She walked into an all-male alpha hockey academy with nothing but nerve and a dream the world told her she couldn't have. She should be prey. Instead she's the one thing Zoren Maveth can't control. This is for those who love when the cruel one falls first and falls hardest. For those who understand that confusion can look like cruelty and desire can feel like destruction. For those who know the most dangerous romances are the ones where he doesn't even know what he's feeling until it's too late. Power. Obsession. Ice. Welcome to Crimson Rink Academy. Home of the Arctic Wolves. Owned by the Maveth family. And the last place on earth Ravael Steele should be. Dark hockey omegaverse romance | Enemies to obsession | Hidden identity | Possessive alpha | He falls first and has no idea what is happening to him🤍RAV🤍Listening to the monster declare I was going to be his servant was really infuriating. I stood there with my jaw tight and my fists clenched, my whole body screaming at me to say something or do something or throw my jersey in his face and walk out but I did not do any of those things because I had worked too hard to get here and I was not going to let him take it from me.He had not just forced himself on me, marked and knotted me. He had the audacity to stand in front of me with his crimson eyes and his cold voice and his complete and total lack of recognition and look at me like I was the problem. Like I was the one who had done something wrong by existing in his space.And to top it all off I was going to sleep on the floor. He said it like it was a punishment, like it was the final insult he could throw at me before he walked away and left me standing in his living room.I wanted to laugh because I was not going to share a bed with him anyway. I would rather sleep on the
❄️ZOREN❄️ Coach pulled me aside before I could leave the admin office and I already knew I was not going to like what came next because nobody ever pulled me aside to tell me something I wanted to hear. "Your father will watch the entry game of the students," Coach Lawson said in that careful voice he always used when he knew I was about to get angry. "And he would ask why we threw away a raw talent." The mention of the old man landed in my chest and I felt my jaw lock and my shoulders tighten and I did not let any of it reach my face. "You don't need to mention that old man's name to my face." I did not need my father's opinion on talent and I did not need anyone deciding who stayed based on what the old man would think when he showed up to watch a game he had no business attending. "He might own the school," I said. "But I made the school. I run the school. You know that." "It's just for one session." I did not answer him. I turned around and walked back to where the bird wa
🤍RAV🤍Listening to the monster talk was making the hair on my skin rise and I did not know how much longer I could stand here pretending that every word out of his mouth was not making me want to scream or run or both at the same time.Can we just go straight to the admin office and skip this part and pretend the captain of my dream team was not the same person who had his teeth in my neck less than twenty four hours ago."You just joined the team," Captain Zoren said, and his voice was the same one from last night, deep and cold and completely empty of anything that resembled warmth. "That does not mean you are part of us. You earn your spot every day and failure is not tolerated. Break the rules and get kicked out to whatever hole you crawled out from."He finished his insults laced up like a speech and I stood there with my hands at my sides and my face blank and my heart pounding so hard I was sure someone would hear it. He did not even look at me throughout his speech, which I
🤍RAV🤍The memories came back in pieces and none of them were gentle about it. The weight of him. The cold of the locker. The sound of his belt. The way my body had responded before I could tell it not to and kept responding after I had already decided it should stop and the bite at the end of all of it that I had been covering with concealer since six this morning.My teammates were calling my name and the sound was reaching me from somewhere very far away because most of me was not on this ice anymore, most of me was back in that locker last night with my wrists pinned and my chest cracking open with something I did not have a name for yet and did not want one.He was watching me.Standing next to the coach with his arms crossed and his face doing almost nothing and I could not tell from this distance if he recognized me or not and I did not know which possibility was worse, that he did or that he didn't.Was that a smirk.I could not tell if that was a smirk and not knowing was so
🤍RAV🤍 "You are Rav Steele, is that correct?" The intimidating look on the coach's face when I gave him my letter from the admin the following day made my palms sweaty. He held the paper like he was inspecting it for lies and I supposed he was because every single word on that document was forge
❄️ZOREN❄️ "Get up from the floor you bastard." There is only one person who owns that annoying voice and I did not want to hear it right now or ever but Rylan never cared about what anyone wanted and that was the problem with him from the very beginning. I opened my eyes and the bright light mad
🤍RAV🤍 I snuck into the school just to watch the infamous Arctic Wolves and the Ice Vipers play, and the energy on the ice was charged in a way that made my fingers curl against my thighs because I could not wait to prove myself tomorrow. I already got my admission letter folded in my back pocket
To the readers who want the unthinkable. You crave the unforgivable.You don't want the sweet alpha who asks permission. You want the one who takes. The one who doesn't know he's falling until he's already drowning. You hunger for men who are cold to the world but burn for one person al






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