LOGINHe was supposed to be a one-night mistake. Liam Carter is the captain of the hockey team. Untouchable. Arrogant. The kind of guy who never loses…on or off the ice. I was just the girl who got cheated on by her boyfriend and her best friend. One reckless night changed everything. Now a photo of us is circulating, and the rumors are threatening his career and my sanity. So he makes me a deal: fake date me until the season ends, and I'll make sure your ex regrets ever leaving you. I said yes. Big mistake. Because every fake date feels real. Every stolen kiss leaves me breathless. And every time he looks at me like I'm the only girl on the ice, I forget this was supposed to be a game. But when my ex comes crawling back, begging for a second chance, and Liam's dark secrets start clawing their way to the surface, I realize the biggest danger isn't falling for the captain. It's finding out he might have been playing me all along.
View MoreThird Person:"Tell me, Marcus, when have you ever been a friend to me? You caused my injury, and yet you had the nerve to sit and brag about it. This is my career. I could have never worked again. Everything about me could have been ruined. And the only person who looked at me, who supported me, who looked out for my good, was the same person you wanted to kill. Tell me, if you were in my shoes, what would you have done?"Marcus swallowed hard. "What do you mean, what would I have done? I am your friend. Friends are above everything. You should have taken my side. You wanted money? All you had to do was ask. If you had asked, I would have given you enough. You didn't have to...""I didn't have to protect myself against you?" Anderson said. "Back then, I didn't. I saved the evidence because I was curious. I thought maybe, just maybe, someday it could be of good use to you. I never saved those footages, those messages, those transactions, or those receipts to be used against you. Every
Third Person:The room fell quiet. Marcus gave Chloe a disgusted glare, then focused back on the detective."Now we move to you, Miss Vance."Chloe quickly adjusted her sitting position. Her hands were visibly trembling beneath the table."I didn't do anything, I swear," she began. "I wasn't there. Like I said, I wasn't there. I have no idea. He injured these people, Marcus told me, but I didn't have evidence. What was I to say? I couldn't even go to the police. What was I to say? That my boyfriend confessed he injured seven of his teammates? No. Who was going to believe me? No one, right? You understand, right? Don't you, Violet? Come on. Tell them. I wasn't there. I wasn't part of the plot.""Miss Vance, we're not saying you were part of his plot. The investigation is ongoing, and nobody will be charged for a crime he or she did not commit."Chloe let out a breath of relief. "Okay, so why am I here? I didn't do anything," she continued.The female detective almost slapped her to giv
Third Person:Before, the doctors had given two days for Patrov's case, but now the two days had passed. He was pronounced brain-dead. His organs had to be harvested for use, and his case went from accidental poisoning to homicide.Chloe, who had suspected something of that sort would happen, had already flown back to Ashgrove. She had taken the next flight the same day she had spoken with Marcus. She did not wait. She wasn't like Marcus. She wasn't going to wait for the police to catch up with her. On arrival at Ashgrove, the first thing she did was head to her apartment, pack what little she could, and book the next flight to leave the country. But she wasn't quick enough. At the airport, handcuffs were waiting for her.Chloe had just handed her passport and visa to the booking officer when police came out from around the area. They had been waiting for her."Miss Vance, going somewhere?" one of the police asked, and Chloe's body ran cold. Her hands began trembling so hard she could
Violet:The moment I fully recovered, we were discharged together, since I couldn't leave before him. We returned to the hotel, and I temporarily moved into his suite the day we arrived. Everyone got out of the lobby to greet us. They held him. A few fans were allowed in, who brought flowers and gift cards, and one even bought him a car, an updated version of the one he had lost in the accident. It wasn't his. It was only a rental car, and the sponsor had already taken care of everything, but now he had one. Not that it was compensation. We didn't feel good about it, for it had come at the cost of Blake's life. Blake's family had also arrived. The investigation was still ongoing; hence, his ashes could not be released to them.As we walked up to his room, Derek was there as always, and he helped him to the bed. He was feeling much better. The doctor had cleared him. Nothing was to stress him, but something else was trending online. The case was reopened. The water incident was now un
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
reviews