Novels by Irene Albert

Author's Note 🏒Before we enter the hockey scenes, I want to remind readers that this is a fictional story.The hockey games, teams, players, strategies, and events in this novel are written for entertainment and to fit the world of Hara's story.While I have researched hockey and included real elements of the sport, some rules, positions, gameplay situations, and details may be changed or simplified to serve the story, character moments, and drama.This is a romance/fantasy story first, with hockey as part of the characters' world.I hope you enjoy the games, the rivalries, and the chaos that comes with the Silvercrest Academy team. 🏒❤️...."Yeah, I did," Hara answered simply.Viana's eyes moved from Hara's head to her toes, carefully scanning her.The moment their eyes met again, Hara noticed the anger hidden behind Viana's expression.Her frown was so intense that it looked like it could swallow someone alive.Hara already knew Viana hated her, but today... her anger felt differ

What was Harry doing here?Hara hadn't expected to meet him at all.The moment her eyes landed on him, she suddenly felt awkward and even a little self-conscious about her appearance. She couldn't even put on her usual sassy, rude, or arrogant attitude to ignore him and pretend like the hatred the male leads carried toward the original Hara didn't bother her.Harry was one of the few male leads who, even after he stopped interacting with Hara as her childhood friend, still treated her politely. He smiled at her like she was simply a stranger he respected, and that charming smile of his never changed.Hara remembered reading the book and how Harry's personality had captivated the original Hara. He was cool, calm, intelligent, and written as one of the most charming characters in the story.Unlike that dog-headed Declan, who didn't even know how to act."Hi, Harry," Anaya suddenly said with a bright smile, waving at him.Hara immediately pinched Anaya's arm to stop her.She knew exactly

"Come on, Hara! Let's go watch the hockey game!" Anaya said excitedly.Oh, right.Today was the school's hockey match.Hara honestly had no interest in going.Unlike the original Hara, who always looked for excuses to follow the male leads around, she had no desire to spend her afternoon watching them while they only had eyes for Viana.And she was willing to bet Viana would be there too.The last thing Hara wanted was to stand around like an invisible background character while the male leads ignored her."Come on, girl," Anaya pleaded. "Even if you don't want to see Noah, Declan, Ryan, Harry, and the others, come for me."She clasped her hands together."I'm one of the cheerleaders today. I want you to watch me cheer for our school's hockey team."Hara rolled her eyes before letting out a defeated sigh.The look on her face practically screamed, I'm not doing this for them. I'm only doing it because you're my friend.Anaya beamed.Her smile was so bright it could have outshone a rai

It's me, Hara.Just another day living as the villainess inside the web novel she had been reading.Seriously.She had only wanted to read a little smut, yet somehow she ended up trapped inside this ridiculously complicated world.What rotten luck.It was another ordinary day at school.Hara sat in class, completely bored, absentmindedly thinking about her life.Her thoughts drifted back to the drama that had happened earlier that morning.When the maid had been about to serve her breakfast, Viana suddenly offered to help.At first, it had looked like a kind and thoughtful gesture.Viana had taken the tray from the maid with a warm smile and walked toward Hara.But Hara knew better.The moment Viana got close enough, she had tried to throw the steaming hot meal onto Hara.Fortunately, Hara had reacted quickly and dodged out of the way.Instead, the tray had tipped over and the boiling food had spilled all over Viana instead.Her hand had been badly burned.Thinking back on it now, Har

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that."Hara immediately scrambled off Noah, putting some distance between them."I don't know what came over me. I'm really sorry."She was panicking.What the hell was that?It was as though something had taken control of her body.She wasn't like this.This wasn't her.It felt as if some lust-crazed demon had possessed her for a moment and made her act completely out of character.No.It had to be because of this ridiculous werewolf system... or whatever strange force was affecting her emotions.Otherwise, she never would have acted like that.She never would have kissed him.What is happening to me?I need to get home.When I get home, I'll sit down and think this through properly.Just then, a metallic ding echoed through the hallway as the elevator doors slid open.Hara silently thanked the heavens.She desperately wanted to escape this embarrassing situation.That had been her first kiss...Well...Maybe her second.She sighed inwardly.I never

The elevator had broken, Her heart pounded violently, each frantic beat echoing in her chest.She wanted to avoid every problem and every complication in her life.She had come to the shopping mall to shop with her friend, never imagining she would end up having a fling with an unknown stranger inside a quiet, dark room. And now, she was trapped inside a broken elevator with one of the male leads, Noah.Noah stared at her with an expression she couldn't read.Hara forced a small smile before lowering her gaze, hoping to hide the awkwardness between them.She didn't want any more problems.She didn't want Noah asking her any more questions about what had happened.Why she smelled like another AlphaShe tried to convince herself.Hara...She didn't do anything wrong.She tries to fool herself.Declan doesn't like you. Declan likes Viana.He's literally cheating with her while he's engaged to you.So it's fifty-fifty.He might have even slept with her, but you only kissed a stranger. N

Agatha I step out of the car after Desmond had opened the door for me. I couldn't help but glance at him. He had protected me in his own weird way—he acted overbearing, protected me from Maleficent. and Mark as if we had been a couple for over a decade. Sometimes I couldn't understand this man. I couldn't understand why he does what he does. He protects me. Everything feels so weird to me. No one has ever treated me so kindly. My father, the one I’ve known all throughout my life as I was growing up, doesn’t treat me as nicely as Desmond does. A man that I was supposed to marry and had been engaged to for more than three years doesn’t treat me as nicely as Desmond does. They betrayed me. But Desmond treats me differently.Sometimes I wonder if he only got close to me, if he only accepted my offer just because he wanted to stop the rumors of him being gay—or if he was a secret admirer of mine who had been monitoring me for over a year and finally saw the chance of being together with m

Desmond’s POV“My mother’s inheritance—I’ll make sure you don’t get a single cent,” Agatha said firmly. “You can go ahead and marry Mark, do whatever you want, but hear this, Maleficent: you are not getting anything from my mother’s estate. I am her last legacy. She believed that finding love—me marrying Mark—would grant me her properties. Well, I’m without Mark today, but tomorrow I’ll claim what’s mine. I won’t let it go to you, the illegitimate daughter of my father.”Agatha’s eyes blazed, her jaw tight as she glared at Maleficent.Maleficent’s face twisted in rage. She clearly hated being called illegitimate.“How dare you!” she suddenly yelled, lunging forward to slap Agatha.But Agatha caught her hand, firm and unshaken.“How dare you call me illegitimate?” Maleficent shouted. “My mother was married to your father! I’m not illegitimate!”“Yes, you are,” Agatha snapped, gritting her teeth. “Your mother seduced my father while he was still married to my mother. Though, to be hones

Desmond's POVWow. There was nothing else left for me to say—I was completely speechless. Agatha had just silenced the reporters, leaving them staring at her in shock. I, too, was left without words. I couldn't help but glance at her. She had a smirk on her face as she looked at the reporters, and then, at that moment, she glanced at me. Our eyes met.For a moment, I was confused about what reaction to show. I didn’t smile or say a word, because what I really wanted to say wasn’t appropriate for the situation.“Please excuse me and my wife,” I finally said. “We have a party to attend.”I turned to the reporters, holding Agatha’s hand. She stiffened—she felt tense—but I acted like I didn’t notice. I led her into the hall anyway. The reporters didn’t follow us. Instead, they parted as we passed through. Inside, the flourishing lights welcomed us, and a crowd of people greeted us.Agatha leaned toward me and whispered, “I want to talk.”Once we were fully inside, she turned to me with a

Agatha povThe water rushed down my skin. My eyes shut tight as I felt the soft flow gliding over me.Life.I’m left helpless.They want to take away my mother’s property.I need to succeed.I can’t depend on a stranger—a man I’m clearly confused about. I don’t even know who he really is.My father and sister are doing everything to bring me down.It’s like I was never even his daughter—no consideration, no hesitation. Just destruction.I’ve entered a contract marriage with Desmond.He’s a flirty bastard, but oddly enough, he seems willing to help me.He claims he has no bad intentions.Says he wants to hide the rumors of him being gay.But honestly? The way he flirts with me… doesn’t seem like he’s into men.Or maybe gay men are just really good at flirting?“Goodness gracious,” I sighed.…I looked down at my reflection one last time before finally walking toward the car. After several moments of hesitation, I opened the door. Desmond Lucas was already inside, watching me. His expr

Agatha’s POVGosh, why is he like that? And Agatha, why were you looking? Why do you have to talk nonsense out of nowhere?I groaned, frustrated with myself. I shouldn’t have acted like that. I shouldn’t have looked at his body. It’s his—it’s his own damn body and he has every right to do whatever he wants with it.Ugh, I was so stupid for even starting a conversation on that topic. God, now he probably thinks I’m interested in him… or worse, his body. What the hell was that all about?I let out a long sigh and hoped my cheeks weren’t turning into tomatoes again. Every time I get overly emotional, I flush so easily—it’s humiliating.Grinding my teeth, I was trying to calm myself when my phone suddenly rang.“Why now?” I groaned, picking it up.It wasn’t a call. It was a text message.I read it out loud:“Miss Agatha Damian, your exam results have been placed on hold. You have been reported for cheating. Your documents cannot be processed at this time.”“What the hell is this?” I mutte

Desmond povI looked at her sleeping face—so beautiful, I couldn’t help it anymore. It felt like punching myself in the gut. Sleeping right next to her last night... her skin was irresistible. And the fact that I couldn’t even have a taste? It was choking me. A poison I had to endure.She’d slept for long hours. That’s just my little wife.Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. Even this early in the morning, she was looking at me like I’d committed a serious crime.“What are you doing?” she asked under her breath.I looked back at her with a small smile. “What do you think I’m doing, dear wife?”I nearly Chuckled, watching how easily her emotions shifted because of me.“It’s morning. Time to wake up.”“Have the reporters gone?” she asked.“I think they have,” I replied casually.“What reporters?” I then blinked.“There were no reporters,” I said, letting out a small chuckle. I already knew she’d get pissed hearing that.Just as expected, her brows furrowed, and she glared at me. Her eyes w