LOGINSynopsis The ice is cold at Blake University, apparently it’s not cold enough to keep Jace Carter away from the bookworm he so badly wants, that bookworm happens to be Aria Blackwell. She’s sworn off the drama and he’s used to being chased. But when a class project pairs the two oddities toghether, sparks fly and not the friendly kind. He lives for the rink, stardom and praise. She lives for the library and academic validation. He’s trouble. She’s temptation. When the late night study sessions turns into a forbidden touches, and a secret no one can know, Aria and Jake must make a decision. Will they risk it at the shot for something real? Or will their affair spiral into a tornado they both can’t handle.
View MoreChapter Five**JACE** I hated her. With a mouth fit for a viper, and the eyes of a stinging wasp. I hated her. The way she speaks, the way her brows arch in the most condescending manner, the way those stupid hips of hers move in such a suave way. I hated all of it—her, Aria Blackwell. I slammed my locker and headed straight for the practice rink, barging into Nathan who was one of the new recruits. I let out a gruff sound, plopping down on the bench to get ready for warm up when he came up to me, still in the middle of lacing my skates. “Are you playing center?” He asked. I grunted in response, not wanting to host a conversation at the moment. Nathan, not knowing about my encounter with the witch of the east end kept on pushing, “Are you playing center, Carter?” I shot my face up, giving him a death glare, “You take center. I’m playing left wing.” Everyone gasped, eavesdropping on the conversation. Konner, another player on the team walked up to me,
Chapter Four Carter. Jace Carter.. The name rang in my head multiple times as I tried to hang onto a grip of reality. Everyone started to leave as the class ended, I could barely even move as I remained dazed under the news I’d just received. Jace Carter. The star player and the hero of Blake University, the one person responsible for my first week of college being a horrible mess. He was my partner. “Miss Blackwell??” Professor Link called out my name, “Are you okay?” I turned to look at him, “I—I “Is everything alright?” “No sir” “Oh. What’s the problem?” I gulped hard, “It’s about my partner.” “Jake?” His brow rose in question, “Is something wrong with— “Everything.” I cut him off, breathless, “Everything is wrong with him, professor link. I…I need someone new….anyone. It just can’t be him.” He smirked, “That’s a first. Most girls would kill for an opportunity to partner up with the ice dragon himself.” “I’m sur
Chapter Three It started with a pie. Then I woke up with feathers and a bunch of pink glop on my window the next morning. The rest of the days that followed was nothing but pure torture. They threw eggs at my door, they chanted their stupid songs in the middle of the night whilst I tried to study, they banged on my door Everytime they walk past at any time of the day, disrupting every little bit of peace I had. The hockey players of Blake University, bullying a mere freshman, just because she yelled at Jace Carter. I tapped my feet impatiently as I waited outside the administrator’s office, his receptionist chewing her gum so loud that it irritated my ears. A sigh escaped me as I stared down at my watch, in an hour I was going to be late for Bio class. Just as I was about to give up hope, the door opened. The administrator was a short, blonde man with weird fizzy hair, and eyes that looked like they’ve seen better days, “Miss Blackwell. Step into my offi
Chapter Two Dark hair, pretty tanned skin and spectacular hazel eyes. A taut mouth with a beautiful small scar at the corner, a stubble of hair at the edges of his well defined jawline which meant he had seen better days, and to crown it all up—a varsity jacket with the university’s model colors and a well outlined ‘B’ at the breast pocket. He was a hockey player. I could already tell from his appearance, and the folder in his hands with ‘player handbook’ written boldly on it. My eyes stung for a moment as we kept eye contact, almost like a game of domineering champions. I was not wavering and neither was he. He asked again, “What did you just say?” I felt Mary Jane kick me from under the table, frowning deeply I answered, “I’m having a clear conversation with my dorm mate and you’re interrupting. It’s rude.” Mary Jane kicked me again, this time more prominent which made my frown crease even deeper. I sent her haughty glare to which she signaled me to not
Chapter One **ARIA** I grunted heavily as I pushed my way past the crowd of cheering athletes and regular civilians, all of whom were adorned with the blue and yellow of the school’s hockey team regalia. The “Peckers” they called themselves. My dorm room was well situated on the end of the building, away from the lounge and the noise as I had one goal alone in this school. To study. I was here to study, and be the best medical biologist the world had to give. It took a lot to get into a big school like Blake University. It was an institution for the richest of the rich. My parents weren’t on the lesser end of the scale, but even a big school as this required me getting a full ride scholarship which I got, and there was no way I was bound to lose it. I let out another grunt as I opened my journal and stared at the boldly written letters at the first page; “‘1.No dating. 2. No messing with athletes. 3. Stay away from distractions(Men).”












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