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My Forbidden Hockey Star
Last Updated : 2026-08-27
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Synopsis
Contemporary
Third-Person POV
Sweet Love
Intelligent
Independent
Protective
Forbidden Love
Hate to Love
Secret Love
She moved in as his stepsister. She's leaving as his downfall, or his forever. Lena Carter never asked for a mansion, a new last name, or a stepbrother built like a hockey god with a smirk that should be illegal. Cameron Hayes is everything she was raised to avoid, arrogant, untouchable, and completely off-limits. He's also hiding something about her father that could tear both families apart. When a fake-dating scandal throws them into the spotlight, the lines between pretend and real start to blur fast. One almost-kiss becomes one real one. One secret becomes a dozen. And the closer Lena gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes to be caught loving the one person she was never supposed to want. Now the ice is cracking beneath them, on the rink, and everywhere else. He has a championship to win. She has a family to save. And neither of them is walking away without a fight. Some rules are made to be broken. This one might break them both.
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The Hockey Prince
"You're smaller than I pictured."
Lena Carter hadn't even made it through the front door yet, and already this stranger was sizing her up like she was a used car he was deciding whether to buy.
"You're exactly as annoying as I pictured," she shot back. "So I guess we're even."
He blinked. Then his mouth curved, slow, surprised, like nobody talked to him this way and he wasn't sure yet if he hated it.
"Cameron," he said, sticking out a hand.
She didn't take it. "I know who you are. Half the school has your face on a poster."
"Only half?" He dropped the hand, unbothered, and reached for her duffel bag instead before she could stop him. His fingers brushed hers on the strap. Neither of them let go fast enough. "Let me guess. Not a fan."
"I'm a fan of hockey. You're just a guy who plays it."
Something flickered behind his eyes, quick, real, gone before he could stop it. "Careful," he said, low, so her mother wouldn't hear from the foyer. "I like a challenge."
"Good thing I'm not one."
"Everything about you says otherwise."
*****
Twenty minutes earlier, none of this had felt real.
Lena had sat frozen in the back seat of the car, staring up at the house through the window, if you could even call it a house. Stone pillars. Glass walls that went up three stories. A driveway so long it deserved its own zip code.
"Breathe," her mother said from the front seat, though she was the one who looked like she might pass out from excitement.
"I am breathing," Lena said. "I'm just breathing in disbelief."
Eight months ago, Diane Carter had been a receptionist splitting rent with her daughter in a one-bedroom walk-up. Now she was Diane Hayes, wife of a man who owned three car dealerships and, apparently, an entire hillside. Lena still hadn't adjusted to the new last name. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
She'd grabbed her duffel bag before the driver could touch it, old habits and followed her mother up steps wide enough to park a bus on.
That's when the door opened. That's when Cameron Hayes happened to her, all six-foot-something of him filling the doorway like he'd been poured into it, hair damp from a shower he clearly hadn't bothered finishing, a fading bruise blooming purple along his forearm like a badge of honor.
And that's when the trouble started.
Dinner was worse.
The dining room was built for people who threw parties, not families who just wanted to eat in peace. Richard Hayes held court at the head of the table, tan and delighted, recounting Cameron's game-winning goal against Michigan like it was scripture handed down from a mountain. Diane laughed in all the right places. Lena picked at her food and tried to ignore the fact that Cameron was watching her instead of his father.
"Journalism," Richard repeated when Diane mentioned Lena's major, the way a man repeats a word he's already forgotten. "That's, good. Good field."
"It's a dying field," Lena said. "But thank you."
"She's got an edge to her," Richard announced to the table, delighted, like she was a rescue dog that had finally shown some bite.
Cameron leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, studying her over the rim of his water glass. "She's got something," he said. "Haven't decided what yet."
"Don't strain yourself deciding."
"Oh, I won't." His mouth curved. "I like taking my time."
Diane shot her a look across the table, ‘behave’, and Lena swallowed the next three things she wanted to say, along with all the frustration underneath them.
*****
She found him waiting outside her new bedroom an hour later, like he'd been standing there just for the pleasure of being caught doing it.
"This is my hallway," he said, before she could ask. "You're new. I figured I'd lay out the house rules."
"I don't need rules from you."
"You'll need this one." He pushed off the wall, closing the distance slow, unhurried, like he had all night and nowhere better to be. Up close he smelled like soap and something warmer underneath, cedar, clean sweat, something she'd probably remember longer than she wanted to. "Stay away from my teammates. Marco especially. He collects girls like trophies. I'd rather not watch you become one."
"Worried about me?"
"Terrified," he said, and it didn't sound like a joke. "You walked in tonight and made my father's dinner table interesting for the first time in a year. That's dangerous. People like you get chewed up around here."
"People like me can take care of themselves."
"We'll see." His eyes dropped, just briefly, to her mouth, then came back up fast, like he hadn't meant to let that happen. "Goodnight, Lena."
He said her name like he was trying it on. Like it fit better than he expected it to.
Then he was gone, footsteps fading down the hall, and Lena shut her door and pressed her back against it, heart going harder than it had any right to.
One dinner. One warning. One almost-something in a hallway that smelled like cedar.
She heard it then, through the wall, faint but unmistakable, the low rumble of Cameron's voice on a phone call, and a name that stopped her cold.
‘"...she doesn't know about her dad and my old man yet. Nobody's told her. Let's keep it that way for now."’
Lena stood frozen against the door, pulse roaring in her ears.
What did her father have to do with any of this?
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"Richard, honey, it's past midnight."Diane appeared in the doorway behind her husband, hair loose, wrapped in a robe, blinking sleep out of her eyes. Richard's shoulders dropped the second he saw her, whatever resolve had carried him this far dissolving into something more careful."I was just…" He glanced at Lena, then Cameron, and seemed to think better of whatever he'd been about to say. "It can wait until morning. Everyone should be sleeping.""Richard." Lena's voice came out sharper than she intended. "You can't start that sentence and not finish it.""I said it can wait." His tone left no room for argument, the easy, laughing father from dinner replaced by something colder. "Get some sleep, both of you."He steered Diane back down the hall, and Lena stood there staring after him, chest tight with a dozen questions that had multiplied instead of shrinking.Cameron touched her arm. "Lena…""Don't." She pu
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Last Updated : 2026-08-26My Forbidden Hockey Star The Fake Date
"Explain to me," Coach Reyes said, dropping a phone on his desk with a photo already pulled up, "why half the internet thinks you have a secret girlfriend, and the other half thinks you're sleeping with your stepsister."Cameron stared at the screen. It was a grainy shot from the rink last week, him and Lena, tangled together after her fall, his hand in her hair, her palms flat against his chest. Someone had caught it through the hallway window. Someone had posted it with the caption ‘Cameron Hayes and mystery girl???’ and it had exploded overnight."It's not what it looks like," Cameron said."I don't care what it looks like. I care what the scouts think it looks like." Reyes leaned back, arms crossed. "You've got NHL people watching every move you make this season. They don't want drama. They want a kid who shows up, plays clean, and doesn't turn into a headline. Right now you're a headline.""So what do you want me to do?""Kill t
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You're not supposed to be in here."Lena spun around, heart lurching, to find Cameron standing in the doorway of the training facility, stick slung over one shoulder, looking at her like she'd broken into his house instead of just wandered through an unlocked door."The door was open," she said. "That's usually an invitation.""It's a ‘private’ facility. As in, not for stepsisters chasing story leads."Her stomach dropped. "How do you know I'm chasing a story?""I don't." His eyes narrowed slightly. "But now I do. Interesting."‘Damn it.’She hadn't meant to end up here. She'd been at the j-school late, still turning that unknown text over in her head, ‘ask Cameron what really happened to your dad's career’, and her feet had carried her toward the athletic complex without much permission from her brain. She'd told herself she just wanted to see where he practiced. She hadn't expected the door to be unlo
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