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His Dangerous Love On Ice

His Dangerous Love On Ice

Romance
last updateLast Updated : 2026-04-17
By:  Quinn SullivanUpdated just now
Language: English
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First-Person POV

Steamy

Dark Romance

Gamer

Dominant

Star

Sports

Second Chance

"Let's play a game." "What game?" "One that involves you not screaming." ★★★★★ I'd been the perfect girlfriend to my star hockey player for two years. Stood in the rain at his practices. Drove hours just to watch him warm benches. Wore his jersey like it meant something. And he repaid me by fucking his way through half of Chicago—including the sister of the one man he's been obsessed with for years. Zane Mercer. The NHL's most dangerous player. My stepfather's worst enemy. And the man who looked at me like I was something worth destroying the world for. One impossible offer. One desperate bet. One night that changed everything. Zane doesn't do fake. He doesn't do half measures. When he tells me I'm his for two months, he means it. In every way that matters. But Zane has secrets buried so deep they connect to my family's past in ways I never imagined. Dark secrets. Deadly ones. What starts as a transaction turns into obsession. What starts as revenge turns into something I can't walk away from. And what starts as a lie might be the only truth that matters. They say some men are too dangerous to love. They're right. But I was never good at following warnings. ********** This book contains explicit sexual content, dominant/possessive behavior, morally gray characters, family conflict, and themes that may be triggering. Intended for mature readers 18+. This isn’t your normal hockey romance. It’s dark, raw, and unrelenting—where obsession, desire, and power collide, and nothing is off-limits.

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Lexie
Lexie
Love this book
2026-03-25 14:25:12
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Samantha
Samantha
When is there more chapters coming. Literally a blow when you go thinking you're going to be finishing a book to it literally not being finished.
2026-03-22 02:57:08
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larsonmartine
larsonmartine
How often do chapters get uploaded ??
2026-03-20 17:20:04
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Stephanie Kirchner
Stephanie Kirchner
Raw, Dark, Spellbinding, deeper and more intriguing than expected
2026-03-19 23:29:58
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Carla Jacobs
Carla Jacobs
Love, love, love this book!! Definitely need more chapters asap! ......
2026-03-19 08:35:13
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200 Chapters
OLIVE's POV
Chapter 1: OLIVE's POVI had three client presentations due tomorrow and a marketing strategy that was nowhere near finished, but all I could think about was Cole coming home in two weeks.It had been two months since I'd seen him in person. Two months of video calls and texts that came later and later each night.Grayson would tell me I was overthinking again. My stepfather had been the steady one since Mom remarried ten years ago—the kind of dad who actually showed up, who remembered what mattered. I pulled my laptop onto the bed, staring at the half-finished campaign for Hopkins Company. Pathetic.I shoved the laptop aside and reached for my nightstand drawer.The feeling of having my vibe pressed right where I needed it, imagining Cole in his blue practice jersey, hair slicked back, hands braced on the headboard above me…Close. So close.The door slammed open.My mother stood in the doorway like she hadn't just walked in on something she definitely shouldn't have seen. When I sc
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Olive's POV
Chapter 2: OLIVE's POV"I'm not going to the game. What the fuck was I thinking?"I slammed my forehead against my desk hard enough that my monitor shook. Making life decisions based on a magazine photo? That was a new low, even for me.Brenda didn't even look up from her computer. "You can't back out now. You already agreed.""I got so motivated to go because I saw some hot guy in a magazine. A magazine, Brenda. That's insane.""And?" She was still typing. "I find that perfectly reasonable. Not every day someone finds their rebound within seconds of a breakup.""I'm not trying to rebound—""To what? Sit here and overthink until you convince yourself Cole cheating was your fault?" She stopped typing. Turned to look at me. "Because I can already see it happening. You're doing that thing where you spiral."She was right."What if I wasn't there enough?" The words spilled out. "What if the long distance was too hard—""Okay, stop. Stop right there." Brenda stood up and leaned against my d
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Olive's POV
Chapter 3: OLIVE's POVWhen I said I had a plan, I was lying through my teeth.I was a twenty-four-year-old woman standing in a luxury hotel lobby wearing an oversized hoodie and leggings, hair thrown up in a messy bun that had given up on life somewhere over Iowa, with absolutely zero strategy beyond 'don't think about Cole and survive this week without having a breakdown in public.'That was it. That was the plan.Three days had passed since that office meltdown. Three days of packing and repacking those stupid suitcases Brenda had filled with "revenge outfits" I'd probably never wear.And one text from Cole that I'd deleted without reading.The flight had been six hours of my mother chattering about Hunter's big break and Grayson making business calls and me pretending to sleep.Now we were here. Chicago. The hotel.And holy shit, this hotel.Marble floors stretched out forever under chandeliers. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the Chicago skyline. And everywhere—literally every
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Olive's POV
Chapter Four: Olive's POV"What I'm willing to give you?"I stared at him like he'd just spoken a language I didn't understand. Because what the actual fuck kind of question was that?My eyebrows pulled together so tight my forehead hurt. "What does that even mean? I don't—I don't fucking know you. And you're standing here asking me what I'm willing to give you?"I laughed. It came out bitter. Sarcastic. A little unhinged.But my cheeks were burning. Absolutely on fire. Because of how close he was standing, because I could see every detail of his chest—those abs, those arms, that scar above his eyebrow that made him look dangerous instead of perfect—and my body was betraying me in ways I didn't want to think about.When I forced myself to meet his eyes again, something in his expression made my stomach flip."Cole Maddox."My blood turned to ice.Every muscle in my body went rigid. "What did you just say?""Cole Maddox," he repeated. Calm."I know about him. About your relationship. T
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Olive's POV
Chapter Five: Olive's POV"Maybe I just like the idea of watching Cole Maddox squirm.""That's not a real answer.""It's the only one you're getting.""Then I'm not interested.""Are you sure about that?" His hand came up—slowly, like he was giving me time to move, to protest, to tell him to stop—and his fingers brushed my jaw.And I stopped breathing.The touch was light. Barely there. But it sent electricity racing down my spine, pooling low in my stomach in a way that made me want to clench my thighs together."Because from where I'm standing," he murmured, thumb tracing the line of my jaw with excruciating slowness, "you don't look uninterested.""I—" The words died in my throat."Your pupils are dilated." His voice dropped even lower. "Your breathing's shallow. And if I had to guess..." His thumb moved to my pulse point, pressing gently. "Your heart's racing."Fuck him for being right.Fuck my body for betraying me.Fuck everything about this moment."That doesn't mean anything,"
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Olive's POV
Chapter 6: Olive's POVOLIVEHis hands were on my hips.Firm. Possessive. Fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave marks.I was pressed against something cold. A wall, maybe. Glass. I couldn't tell. I Didn't care.Because his mouth was on my neck, teeth grazing the sensitive spot below my ear, and I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think."You should've said yes," he murmured against my skin.His voice. God, his voice.Deep and rough and doing things to me that should be illegal."I don't—" I tried to speak, but his hand slid up my thigh, pushing my dress higher, and the words died in my throat."You don't what?" His lips curved against my neck. I could feel him smiling. "You don't want this?"His fingers brushed the edge of my underwear, feeling my wetness, the softness of my heat.I gasped. My voice caught hard in my throat, unable to speak."That's what I thought."He pulled back just enough to look at me. Those blue eyes dark. Hungry."Tell me you want this, Olive.""I—"His th
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Olive’s POV
Chapter 7: Olive's POVI'd found a reasonable place to have coffee not long after, tucked into a corner of the hotel café, nursing lukewarm coffee and debating whether my life had always been this much of a trainwreck or if it was a recent development.Spoiler: It was recent.Three days in Chicago, and I'd already been mistaken for a creative director, cornered by the hottest hockey player alive, offered some mysterious deal I'd been smart enough to refuse, and spent every waking moment trying not to think about said hockey player's bare chest and wet dreams.I was doing great.The café was quiet—thank God—just the soft hum of espresso machines and the occasional clink of dishes. I'd needed this. Space to think. To breathe. To figure out what the hell I was doing with my life.And then the door opened.I looked up.And immediately wanted to throw myself out the window.No.It had been two years since I'd seen Ryan Mitchell, and the universe had been kind enough to keep it that way. But
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Olive’s POV
Chapter 8: Olive's POV"Small world, huh?" Ryan was watching me now, eyes glinting with something I didn't like. "So here's my advice—stop dreaming about guys like Zane. He's way out of your league. Dated models, actresses, socialites. Stick with me instead. I'm only eight months younger than you. We'd be perfect."Something snapped.Maybe it was the condescension in his voice. Maybe it was the assumption that I couldn't have Zane even if I wanted him. Maybe it was the fact that I'd spent the last three days being underestimated by every man I encountered."And what happens," I said slowly, "if I can catch your cousin's attention?"Ryan froze.Then he burst out laughing. "Oh my God, you're serious.""Dead serious."His laughter died when he saw my face. "Wait." He leaned forward, eyes narrowing. "You actually think you could—no. No way. Olive, I love you, but Zane doesn't even look at girls like you. He's—""Let's make it interesting," I interrupted. "A bet."Ryan's eyebrows shot up. "
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ZANE's POV
Chapter 9: ZANE's POVI sat on the balcony, cigarette between my fingers, half-listening to the guys lose their minds over tomorrow's game.The team had decided to throw a party the night before our biggest match of the season. Because apparently, getting drunk and high before a championship game was peak athletic performance.Idiots.Nike was going on about how this was his first big paycheck. How he was going to buy his mom a new car and pay off his sister's college tuition. Noble. Cute. Boring as fuck.I took a drag and let the smoke fill my lungs, eyes fixed on the city lights stretching out below us.The last thing I wanted was to be here.But I had to be. Had to play the part. Had to sit here with these boys and pretend I gave a shit about their dreams and their families and their fucking first paychecks.Because if I didn't, I'd do something stupid.Like walk into her suite. Climb through her window. Press her against the wall and make her understand exactly why rejecting me wa
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Olive’s POV
Chapter 10: Olive’s POVI stared at my phone screen.Really hard.Really, really hard.Staring at the number of times Zane's name had flashed across it.Twelve calls.Twelve fucking calls I'd made in the last hour.And he'd let every single one ring through to voicemail.I couldn't help but laugh. Sharp. Bitter.He knew.He had to know about the bet. Had Ryan told him just to make this harder?I shook my head. No. Ryan couldn't have. He wouldn't risk losing his prize by warning Zane.But something sharp tugged in my gut.Ryan was a bastard. He'd do anything to win. He wouldn't just stand back and watch from the sidelines."Fuck you, Zane," I hissed, standing up from where I'd been sitting for the past twenty minutes, staring at my phone like it would magically make him answer.I looked at myself in the vanity mirror.Today was the day. Hunter's first big match. And Brenda had made sure I was wearing one of the outfits she'd handpicked."You need to look cute," she'd said over video ca
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