Ice Queen

<p><strong>I'm a queen. Nothing more.</strong></p><p><br></p><p>Not a woman not a widow and definitely not a mother.</p><p>All my broken memories are buried in a box at the bottom of the Arctic sea.</p><p><br></p><p>The newspapers call me stoic but I just call it survival...</p><p>...until Asher shows up and a hairline crack appears on the surface of the ice that's kept me safe for so long.</p><p><br></p><p>My childhood friend is all grown up.</p><p>Broad shoulders smoldering gaze hands that make my mind run wild.</p><p>For the first time in years I remember what it feels like to want.</p><p>To be <em>wanted</em>.</p><p><br></p><p>He melts the frost clinging to my heart and shows me everything I've pushed away.</p><p>Offers me a new life with the brush of his lips against mine a whisper in my ear a curl of heat in the deepest part of my core.</p><p><br></p><p>But Asher has secrets and I have responsibilities. A queen can't put down her crown for anything.</p><p><br></p><p>Not for love.</p><p>Not even for betrayal.</p><p>Definitely not for Asher.</p>