Touchdown For The Devil
Everybody at Westbridge University fears Dante Cole.
Star quarterback. Campus king. Professional menace.
He’s reckless, arrogant, and dangerously good at ruining lives, especially Ariana Vale’s.
As the quiet scholarship student behind the campus camera, Ariana has spent three years avoiding Dante’s games, and the chaos that follows him everywhere. She has also spent the last semester trying to forget the night he pinned her in a dark hallway and kissed her like he owned her.
But when a brutal on-field injury leads to a viral photo of Dante staring her down from a stretcher, staying invisible becomes impossible.
Now Dante is everywhere, watching her, protecting her, losing his mind with jealousy whenever another guy breathes in her direction.
Ariana can’t tell if Dante wants to destroy her… or if he’s already falling for her.
But boys like Dante don’t do normal love.
They obsess. They ruin. They consume.
And the closer Ariana gets to the fire, the more dangerous it becomes to walk away.
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Chapter: The First SnapsA sharp whistle echoed across the field.The Hounds' offense broke the huddle and took their places at the twenty-five-yard line. Dante stepped behind his center, scanned the defense, and settled his hands beneath the snap. Forty thousand fans seemed to hold their breath. Dante jogged to the center, his eyes sweeping across the Crestfield defense.The linemen crouched across from him, waiting. Behind them, linebacker Miller shifted a step to his left, then back again, disguising the look before the snap.Dante never took his eyes off him. "Blue eighty! Blue eighty! Set! Hut!" Dante barked, his voice ringing out clearly over the crowd.The ball hit Dante's hands cleanly. He took a quick three-step drop, his eyes moving downfield as the pocket formed around him.Garrett locked up the defender on the left, buying him the extra heartbeat he needed.Dante saw his receiver break open across the middle and let the ball go.The pass arrived right on target, settling into the receiver's han
Last Updated: 2026-08-07
Chapter: Walking the TunnelThe noise inside Riverport Stadium hit like a wave.By six-thirty that evening, more than forty thousand fans had packed the stands beneath a clear summer sky. The air was thick with the smell of hot dogs, popcorn, grilled food, and spilled soda. Everywhere Ariana looked, the lower bowl was awash in red and blue as thousands of Riverport Hounds jerseys filled the seats. Ariana made her way down the concrete steps of Section 104, her boots clicking softly beneath the roar of the crowd. Her media badge was clipped to the front of her dark jacket, but for the first time in a long while, she wasn't carrying her camera.Tonight, she didn't want to experience the game from behind a lens. She wanted to live it. Elena Reyes walked beside her in a crisp linen suit, her face calm and composed despite the roar of the crowd. Her focus never left the field ahead. Mason stayed close behind them, his broad frame making it easy to weave through the crowd. They stopped at the front row, just behind
Last Updated: 2026-08-05
Chapter: Preseason EveThe sun had barely risen on Friday morning, but the kitchen was already filled with warm golden light. Ariana sat on a tall wooden stool at the counter, cradling a mug of hot coffee in both hands.The apartment was unusually quiet. In the living room, Zoe and Eli were still asleep on the pull-out couch, the blankets twisted around them. Mason had claimed a sleeping pad near the front door, his soft snoring the only sound in the room.Dante came out of the bedroom, his boots making soft thuds against the hardwood floor. He wore dark Hounds training shorts and a plain gray T-shirt stretched across his broad shoulders. He didn't look tired. Instead, he wore the calm, focused expression Ariana had come to recognize before every big game. He stepped over to her first, cupped her face gently, and kissed her softly. "Morning," he murmured against her lips before he walked over to the counter, poured himself a fresh cup of coffee, and sat down on the stool right next to her."Morning," Arian
Last Updated: 2026-08-04
Chapter: A Quiet Summer EveningThe wooden dining table in the center of the living room was set with white ceramic bowls, large platters of pasta, and a basket of fresh garlic bread. It was just after nine o'clock on Thursday night. Outside the wide windows, the summer heat had finally eased, and the dark blue river reflected the glow of the streetlights along the waterfront.Everyone was there. Zoe and Eli sat side by side on one side of the table, while Mason settled onto the bench near the kitchen counter. By the window, Elena Reyes watched them with a peaceful smile, her crisp linen shirt catching the last of the evening light. Dante sat at the head of the table. He had changed out of his Hounds training gear and into a plain dark T-shirt that stretched comfortably across his broad shoulders. Ariana sat beside him, her shoulder resting lightly against his arm, their fingers intertwined beneath the edge of the table. "Mason, quit hogging the garlic bread," Zoe said. "You're one slice away from becoming tomorro
Last Updated: 2026-08-01
Chapter: The Final Portfolio SelectionThe north skylight in Ariana's fourth-floor residency studio filled the room with crisp afternoon light. She stood at the long wooden worktable, sorting through the final prints for her portfolio. Over the past three days, she had carefully chosen, sized, and mounted each photograph for her permanent project archive.The studio smelled of fresh paper, black ink, and thick mounting board. Behind her, twelve large prints hung in a neat row on the white gallery wall. Each one captured an honest moment from her summer documenting the Riverport riverfront.There were no flashy sports photos on the wall. Instead, Ariana had focused on the quiet, honest life of the riverfront. One print showed a crane operator's weathered hands gripping a steel control lever under the hot July sun. Another captured the morning fog lifting off a rusty cargo barge as soft gray light reflected across the water. Every photograph felt real. Together, they showed the strength and hard work of a city that never sto
Last Updated: 2026-07-28
Chapter: Shaking the Media NoiseThe media room at the Riverport Hounds facility was packed Tuesday morning. Sports reporters, TV crews, photographers, and local radio hosts crowded around the blue backdrop outside the locker room. Bright studio lights filled the room with heat, and the constant buzz of conversation made the space feel even smaller. Dante stood behind the podium, wearing a clean team polo. His broad shoulders were squared against the backdrop with the Hounds logo. He had just finished two hours of film study with the offensive coaches, and his mind was already on the game plan for the week. He looked out at the rows of cameras, calm and steady, without showing a hint of nerves. The team's media relations manager stood to Dante's left, calling on reporters as hands went up across the room. "We've got time for a few questions with our starting quarterback, let's start with one of our local beat writers in the front row."she said. "Dante, you've been working with the first-team offense for about ten
Last Updated: 2026-07-26
Chapter: The Real AntDarius stood at the far end of the long mahogany table, gripping the back of his chair. He could hardly breathe as he stared at the woman standing in the doorway.Valkira was wearing a dark, perfectly tailored business suit, and the scar across her face only made her look more striking. The light from the hallway caught her silver eyes as she looked around the room at the people who had been discussing her.A faint smile appeared on her lips.“For my return,” she said, “one Valkira is all it takes.”The room stayed quiet as everyone stared at the legendary warrior standing before them, alive after five years of believing she was dead.Darius locked eyes with Valkira, and for a moment, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had spent five years mourning her and telling himself that she was gone, yet here she was, standing right in front of him. He wanted to let his emotions show, but he forced himself to stay calm, even though his heart was pounding hard against his ribs.Darius w
Last Updated: 2026-09-07
Chapter: The ReturnDarius was still adjusting his cuffs when he stopped and looked at the assistant.“What did you say?”“Yes, President.” The assistant hesitated, then said quietly, “Ms. Valkira isn’t dead. The news of her return is already spreading across the entire continent.”Darius leaned back and let out a slow breath, resting his hands on his thighs as his fists tightened.For five years, he had believed Valkira was dead. Five years had passed with nothing but silence, loss, and memories of the people they had buried, and now he was hearing that she was alive.He closed his eyes briefly, then looked back at the assistant. “How long have you known?”“Only a few hours, President,” the assistant said. “The border scouts confirmed it.”“Where is she now?”“We don't know. She’s keeping her location hidden.”Darius nodded, trying to keep his emotions under control. He had spent five years believing he had lost his sister, and now there was a chance she was still out there. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Da
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Chapter: The VoteValkira unfolded the list and started reading through the names. The six major packs were all there: Blackwood Pack, Whitesmith Pack, Ashen Pack, Vespar Pack, Aegis Pack, and Obsidian Pack. The Bloodmoon Pack was on the list too, along with several other powerful packs. Her face tightened as she read the names. “I remember them,” Valkira said. “Back when Crescent was at its strongest, none of these families could stand against us.” Chris nodded. “Your father could have kept them from growing.” “But he didn't.” Valkira looked down at the list. “He helped them instead. He gave them what they needed to become stronger.” “And this is how they repaid him,” she said, her voice low. Chris looked at her. “They've grown powerful since then.” Valkira's grip tightened around the paper. “My father trusted them. He helped them when they had nothing, and they turned around and betrayed the Crescent Pack.” Chris took a breath. “You cannot fight them all at once.” “No,” Valkira said.
Last Updated: 2026-09-06
Chapter: The OriginThe name brought a warmth to Valkira’s heart. It had been so long since she had said it, and hearing it again brought back memories of when she was just two years old and Alpha Hertos brought Darius home. He was four at the time, and from that day on, he became part of their family.Darius had not always been his name. His biological father had been killed by enemies when the Crescent Pack was still young and not yet powerful enough to protect him, so Alpha Hertos changed the boy’s name and kept his past hidden to keep him safe.Darius grew up beside Valkira after that, and over the years, he became more than just her father’s ward. He became the older brother she had known all her life.Valkira opened her eyes and looked across the table at Helen, whose expression had softened.“He risked everything,” she said.“He did,” Helen replied. “He did it for your father, and he did it for you.”Valkira nodded, finally understanding why the Pack House had remained theirs all these years. “So
Last Updated: 2026-09-06
Chapter: The First MatchHelen gasped, her lips trembling as she struggled to answer. She wanted to ask Valkira to stop, to let the revenge and bloodshed end now that Valkira was home and they finally had their own place again.They had Yana back. They were alive and safe for the moment. Helen wanted to say, We are alive. That is enough. But she couldn’t bring herself to say it. She had been forced to kneel before, and she still remembered the humiliation of losing everything.The memory of the Blackwood intruders came back, their heavy boots on her floors, their cruel smiles, and the way they shoved her down and laughed at her.Helen had once been the Luna of the Crescent Pack, standing beside Alpha Hertos and helping rule one of the strongest packs on the continent. Now she was an old woman who had been beaten, humiliated, and forced to kneel.The memory still hurt. No matter how much time passed, Helen knew she would never forget what they had done to her.Helen looked at Valkira and saw the determination
Last Updated: 2026-09-05
Chapter: The ShadowValkira froze, her eyes turning toward the dark corner of the room. She had heard a faint click, but she couldn’t tell where it had come from. Her body tensed as she listened carefully, suddenly aware that someone else might be inside the house.She held her breath and listened carefully. A floorboard creaked near the velvet sofa, but when she looked in that direction, everything went quiet again. Valkira slowly moved along the wall, keeping her eyes on the room as her black claws slipped halfway out.She checked the dark corners, listening for any movement, but there was nothing.It was getting late. Helen was already upstairs, and Chris was still outside in the garden. Valkira looked around the quiet house, wondering who else could be there.She reached for the light switch and turned it on. The room lit up, and Yana was standing in the corner, shivering.The sudden light made Yana blink. Her silver hair was all over the place, and sweat still covered her pale face. She looked tire
Last Updated: 2026-09-05
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