Fake Dating My Hockey Alpha
My new neighbor is a jerk. A grumpy, arrogant shithead.
At first, I was dazzled by his looks; tall, broad-shouldered, hot enough to melt panties at ten feet. But the moment he opened his mouth, I knew I hated him. He’s smug, rude, and way too good at getting under my skin. I’ve never disliked a man more, especially because he's got that 'Ill ruin you' energy and my stupid body wants it.
I want him gone—until he shows up out of nowhere and saves me from getting abducted. And the worst part? The photos go viral. Turns out, my hot, broody neighbor is an NHL hockey star and now the world thinks we’re dating. His PR agent wants us to run with the story. For his reputation and fans.
Fake dating? With him? Great.
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Rhett Lawson isn’t just the world’s hottest hockey player. He’s a powerful Alpha hiding his real identity.
His parents were murdered when he was just a boy, leaving him and his pack scarred and cursed. And the reason he’s in the human world is because the Moon Goddess whispered, “You’ll find your greatest enemy and your fated mate in the human world. She holds the key to your redemption.”
His only goal is to find his enemy and the fated mate who holds the key to his redemption. Not get tangled with his annoying neighbor. But why does his wolf want her in their bed? She's human, annoying and forbidden.
The story contains themes of Obsession, Dark Romance, Violence and highly Erotic scenes. 18+ only.
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Chapter: Chapter 7: The Dare~Rhett~Fuck it. I can’t believe I’m fake dating this little brat.I knew she wouldn’t say no to the idea, but I didn’t expect her to make it this easy. I had thought she’d ask for something outrageous, something that would force Laura to drop the whole plan. But nope, she had to make it easy.I don’t regret saving Lucy from that prick, but maybe I should’ve just called security instead of stepping in myself. Still, she’s a woman, and I can’t stand seeing a man abuse a woman. I just couldn't look away.But now I’m stuck. Stuck fake dating this brat.And nothing pisses me off more than the fact that she’s going to be around me, a lot. I can’t stand her. I want absolutely nothing to do with her.But Laura’s right. The public has been eating me alive with all the rumors. Everyone thinks I’m gay. Like I’d fuck a man. I always scoff at how ridiculous that sounds. Because of it, I’ve been getting weird energy from people I work with, especially brands. And don’t even get me started on the m
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 6: The Deal ~Lucy~I contort my face in mock confusion, feigning ignorance. “Wait, what? What the hell do you mean? What are you guys talking about?” “You haven't seen the news?” Laura asks, smiling. Meanwhile, Rhett doesn’t say a word, he just leans against the doorframe, hands in his pockets, giving my living room a slow once-over like that’s what deserves his attention. “What news?” Rhett’s head snaps toward me like I just asked the most ridiculous, obvious question ever.“I’m pretty sure you know the entire world thinks we’re dating,” he says, strolling into the room like he owns the place.He drops onto the couch, legs crossed, his expression practically ordering me and Laura to shut the door and sit down.This man has got some nerve. Does he think he owns the place? That he can just walk in and start giving orders?I shut my eyes, resisting the urge to march over and slap that smug look off his face.With a long sigh, I shut the door and sink into the couch across from him.“So what if t
Last Updated: 2025-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 5: Wait, Mr. Broody Is A Hockey Star?~Lucy~I don't want to admit it, but Mr. Grump might actually be a gentleman…well… a gentleman with an asshole attitude.He carried my bags upstairs, and for a second, I thought—no, I expected him to push me into my room and bend me over like he threatened to in the parking lot. My body was ready, practically begging.But Nope. That arrogant jerk just drops the bags in front of my door, gives me one last unreadable look, and walks into his own apartment like nothing happened, not a word, not even a smirk. Like I don't exist.And now I'm standing here, thighs clenched, wondering why I'm this turned on over someone I literally hate. Why the hell did I want him to do it?Why am I still thinking about the filthy things he said; how he’d crawl into my head and ruin me?Why do his words keep echoing in my mind like some damn audio loop?God, this man is a headache, a grumpy, infuriating, smug and he’s making me a mess.I chew on my bottom lip and bounce on my bed in frustration. “Ughhhhh!
Last Updated: 2025-08-03
Chapter: Chapter 4: Saved and Ruined By Mr. Broody ~Lucy~Next dayFollowing my best friend’s advice, I decide to try something new. Instead of waiting for that spark to hit me like lightning before I return to my usual erotic style, I’m going to paint something completely different. Something I’m not used to… but something I can still do.An exotic bird.It sounds random, I know. But it’s colorful and elegant. It has nothing to do with sex, at least, that’s what I keep telling myself. Even as I imagine it, I catch my brain trying to turn the curve of its feathers into something sensual. It's ridiculous. How does someone even accidentally sexualize a bird?Still, today I must paint. No more blank canvases mocking me from across the room. No more waiting.I refuse to let another day become a repeat of yesterday.So I throw on something simple, tie my hair up, and head out to the mall just to grab some fresh paint and brushes. I already have tons at home, and plenty more at the gallery, but something about going out… It feels like a res
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Chapter: Chapter 3: No, I wasn't Checking Him Out ~Lucy~I pace around my room like a lunatic, waiting for Mr. Next Door to come back from the gym.I’ve peeked through my peephole at least a hundred times but nothing.Is he still working out? What is he trying to do, sculpt a Greek god body just to walk around shirtless and smug?Why is he even gone this long?I can’t wait for him to return. The moment I hear his key in the door, I’m pulling out my violin. And this time? Oh, I’m going full-on torture mode.I’ll make it more annoying than ever, screechy, off-key and loud. I'll make sure he cries his ears out.And when he comes banging on my door I won’t even answer. Let him suffer. I'll make sure I annoy him until he moves out. Doesn't he have a big attitude? I'll make him pay for it.Who the hell does he think he is, anyway?Walking around like some big shot with his stupid jawline and those stupid arms and that dumb “I’m too good for violin music” attitude. Blasting loud music like it’s okay, but my violin is the problem?Please. My
Last Updated: 2025-08-03
Chapter: Chapter 2: Day One and She's Already on My Nerves ~Rhett~I grab a pillow and clamp it over my ears, desperate to drown out the shrill noise drifting through the air.“This woman has got to be kidding me!”Maybe I should just suffocate myself under this pillow.Anything would be better than being subjected to my neighbor’s violin playing, which, by the way, sounds like an assault on my eardrums.This woman just ruined my childhood. I'll never enjoy the memory of my mother playing the violin again.It used to be my peace, my happy place. Now I’m not even sure I’ll ever pick up a violin again.It’s been two hours. Two.There’s no way I’m sleeping tonight. I pace the room like a madman, barely restraining myself from storming out, banging on her door, and yelling,“Shut the fuck up and put that damn violin in a box!”But no. I don’t want her to think I even know she exists. She’s tutoring someone? Fine. I won’t say a word. I’ll show her crazy.I hook up my sound system, scroll to the loudest playlist I can find, and blast it at full vol
Last Updated: 2025-08-03
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