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The Ice Princess Belongs to No One

The Ice Princess Belongs to No One

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Liam Carter hates me. Not in the cool guy pretends not to care way. No - he actually hates me. Calls me "Ice Princess." Sneers every time I walk into a room. Looks at me like I'm a mistake his school can't afford. Which would hurt less if he wasn't tall, hot, annoyingly magnetic - and basically hockey royalty at Ridgeview, Canada's most elite sports academy. So when his younger brother Nate offers me a way out? I take it. Fake-date the sweet one. Pretend we're perfect. Give the audience something pretty to chew on - and keep the wolves (and Liam) off my back. It's a win-win. Until it isn't. "Tell me I imagined that kiss - that heat." Because fake dating Nate? It's starting to feel real. And Liam? He's not ignoring me anymore. He's watching. Showing up. Jealous. "Careful, princess. You're playing with fire." Now I'm trapped between the golden boy who makes me feel safe - and the enemy who makes me feel everything else. I came here to escape scandal. Not star in one. But on this ice, nothing stays fake for long - and hearts break harder when the game gets personal.

Campus Romance
Steamy
Fake dating
Forced Proximity
Enemies to Lovers
Bullying

Chapter 1

Jul 10, 2025

Kat’s POV

"Listen carefully and remember my wisdom, Kat," a drunk Mia, senior figure skater announces, swaying dangerously close to our corner.

Her words slur together, but her eyes burn with the intensity of someone sharing sacred knowledge.

"If you want a successful graduation and a smooth ride at this school, you'll need two things: first—never, and I mean never, argue with Coach Williams. Otherwise, you can forget about our ice rink. And second," Mia continues, leaning in conspiratorially, "for stress relief, always keep someone sweet nearby with a big enough dick."

I stare at her in shock, glancing at Sophie with a look that screams ‘What the hell?’. But Sophie just gives me an awkward, tight-lipped smile.

The bass thunders through her house like a heartbeat. Bodies press against each other in controlled chaos, red solo cups raised high, laughter mixing with the pounding music.

I clutch my own untouched drink, trying to process how different this world is from the sterile halls of Wintercrest.

"Our hockey team's captain is perfect for that, by the way. Especially if you into cocky guys who don't get emotionally attached after they've fucked you senseless."

My jaw drops. Sophie's smile becomes even more strained.

Then Mia just disappears into the crowd, leaving me staring after her with one thought pounding in my head: ‘What the hell kind of school did I just walk into?’

"Don't mind her," Sophie says quickly, her cheeks flushed. "Mia gets... philosophical when she's drunk."

"Philosophical?" I manage. "She just gave me a tutorial on stress relief via some hockey dick."

Sophie laughs, but it sounds forced. "Welcome to Ridgeview, I guess?"

We settle back into our corner, catching up after years of not seeing each other since middle school. Sophie asks about my training, my family, everything except the elephant in the room.

But then, inevitably, she brings it up.

"God, I'm so glad I never had to deal with creepy coaches like some girls do," she says, taking a sip of her drink. "I heard about this one girl at Wintercrest who—"

The air leaves my lungs. The party noise fades to white static as memories flood back like a tsunami.

Coach Morrison's office after evening practice. His hand sliding down my back during "technique corrections," lingering at my waist for way too long.

"You're special, Katya. Not like the others." His breath was hot against my ear as he leaned over my shoulder, pretending to check my training schedule. "I could help you reach nationals. All you have to do is trust me."

Weeks of escalating touches, grazing my thigh during stretching sessions. Comments about my body that made my skin crawl. "Your lines are so beautiful, Katya. So mature for your age."

I played dumb, pretended not to understand, desperately hoping he'd back off.

Then came that final evening, when his office door clicked shut. "You know how I feel about you, don't you?"

His hand cupped my face before I could step back. The kiss. Sudden and aggressive. My frozen shock, unable to move, unable to breathe. His daughter's scream from the doorway. The sound of her backpack hitting the floor. "Dad, what the hell?!"

After that, everything exploded. The accusations. The whispers.

"She seduced him. Little filthy whore."
"Ice Princess thinks she can buy her way to the top because of her daddy."
"Rich girl homewrecker. Thought "

The bullying that followed. Locker graffiti calling me a slut. Girls shoving me in the hallways. "Ice Princess thinks she's too good for the consequences."

Anonymous messages: "Your daddy can't buy you out of this one."

The isolation. The shame. The way even my teammates looked at me like I was poison.

Sophie sees my face and immediately stops talking. "Shit, Kat, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have—"

"It's fine." My voice sounds hollow. "Everyone thinks they know what happened anyway."

"I’m sure things will be different here," Sophie says firmly. "Hardly anyone knows about the scandal. You can start fresh, Kat."

I want to believe her. I need to believe her.

"Sophie!" A voice calls from the kitchen. "Emergency! Someone's trying to make a flambé and they don't know what they're doing!"

"Shit, that's my mom's good pan.” Sophie jumps up. “I'll be right back!"

She disappears into the crowd, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the crushing weight of other people's assumptions.

I need air. Space. A bathroom.

The hallway leading to the bathroom is dimly lit, music muffled by the walls. But my path is blocked by a couple pressed, kissing wildly against the wall, hands down each other's pants, completely oblivious to the world around them.

"Excuse me," I say politely.

Nothing. God, they're practically eating each other's faces.

"Excuse me," I repeat, louder this time. Still nothing.

The guy's hand is literally down the girl's shirt, and they're moaning like they're in their own private porn film. I try to squeeze past, but the bulky guy blocks the entire hallway.

Finally, I give up on politeness and push through.

The guy pulls himself away from his make-out session, looking at me with a smug grin that makes my skin crawl.

"Wow there! There's a bunch of hockey players in the house who'd be happy to fuck you too," he says, his voice dripping with crude confidence. "If you want me specifically, you'll have to wait your turn while I'm busy here, sweetie."

I stare at him in stunned silence. The audacity. The absolute fucking audacity!

"All I want is to use the bathroom," I snapped, fury building in my chest. "But now, considering how many STDs a slut like you probably left in there, I'd rather not."

His face darkens. The girl giggles nervously.

I turn back toward the main room, planning to find Sophie and leave this disaster of a party. But as I reach the hallway opening, someone grabs my wrist. Hard.

It's the same guy. His grip is tight enough to bruise, his eyes cold with recognition.

"Well, well," he says loudly, his voice carrying into the main room. "Look what we have here. The Ice Princess of Wintercrest school."

The noise in the nearby area dies down. Heads turn. Phones appear.

"So were all those rumors true?" His voice gets louder, performing for the growing audience. "You really do prefer old coaches' dicks? Or are they just the only ones who want to fuck you?"

The slap comes fast and hard, my palm connecting with his cheek with a crack that echoes through the hallway. The sound is satisfying, violent and final.

"You asshole," I snarl, stepping closer instead of backing down. "You don't know anything about me!"

"I know enough," he growls, his hand moving to his reddened cheek. "Rich girl scandal slut thinks she can—"

"Shut your fucking mouth!" My voice rises to a shout. "You know nothing about what happened. Nothing about what I've been through!"

"The truth hurts, doesn't it, Princess?"

"The truth?" I laugh, but there's no humor in it. "The truth is that your pathetic ass will never be good enough to even breathe the same air as me, let alone touch me. The truth is that you're so desperate for attention you'll harass a girl you don't even know just to feel important for five fucking seconds."

The crowd grows larger. Someone's definitely recording this.

"You think your daddy's money makes you untouchable?" he shouts back.

"I think your sad little dick makes you irrelevant," I fire back.

"What the hell is going on here?" Sophie's voice cuts through the chaos like a blade.

She pushes through the crowd, her face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

"Break it up! Both of you!" She grabs my arm, pulling me away from the confrontation. "We're leaving. Now."

As she drags me toward the exit, I don't look back. But I can feel the weight of stares, the buzz of whispered conversations, the familiar burn of becoming the center of unwanted attention.

Welcome to Ridgeview, indeed.

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