Ice Queen

<p><strong>I'm a queen. Nothing more.<br>Not a woman not a widow and definitely not a mother.</strong><br> </p><p>The newspapers call me stoic but I just call it survival...<br>...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> </p><p>My childhood friend is all grown up.<br>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.<br>To be wanted.</p><p> </p><p>He melts the frost clinging to my heart and shows me everything I've pushed away.<br>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> </p><p>But Asher has secrets and I have responsibilities. A queen can't put down her crown for anything.</p><p> </p><p>Not for love.<br>Not even for betrayal.<br>Definitely not for Asher.</p>