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CHAPTER 6— Nod for yes
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Pucked By The Serbian Hockey Brothers CHAPTER 6— Nod for yes
RUKAR DRAKOVIC RHODES. Among us five, they consider me the dumb one and yeah, I don’t mind. I’ve done my fair share of dumb things in the last millennia that’d have anyone dying of a stroke but this? Ho-ho, this is way beyond dumb. “You did what?” Drex asks. I enjoy the show because it’s not the first time one of us has lost our minds because of our mate. Only difference is, this time it’s the ‘golden boy’, the ‘no stain on his shiny exterior’ and our big brother who made the mistake. Tatum ditched practice today, I didn’t say squat about it because I hate bringing drama during drills but I knew something was going on. Something reckless. I knew something even bigger was up when he invited us to a Gamma Phi party—a party full of lacrosse dude bros—the kind of idiots I’d rather set myself on fire than interact with. “I asked her to date us. Told her us dating her would help in catching Sax’s killer”, Tate replies, jaw ticked. Ronan smirks behind the rim of his glass. And that
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TATUM DRAKOVIC RHODES.‘You came to this town because you were looking for her?’‘Yes.’‘My sister is your…sorry was your betrothed in another lifetime?’‘Yes.’‘How do you know?’‘Felt it soon as we saw her.’‘And now you need to be with her? Sex-wise and umm bond wise?’‘Something like that.’‘I can’t let you do that. I understand all this but I can’t let you do that.’‘You have no choice.’‘I’m her twin. We share the same blood. What if…I become a substitute for her?’‘We are not fucking you, Saxen. We can’t fuck anyone but her.’‘But you need her blood now that your mate bond has been activated right? We can be friends w-with blood benefits. My sister’s blood is the same as mine.’“Kid? Fuck and I turned down beer for this. Tatum?” Coach Marky taps my shoulder, pulling me out of the memories that have been haunting me for weeks.“Sorry, coach. Uh, you were saying?”My stick in one hand, my helmet in the other, I stand by the sidelines with one of the men who’s been supportive more
Pucked By The Serbian Hockey Brothers CHAPTER 4 —She is our mate
RONAN DRAKOVIC RHODES.Ain’t nothing like a man itching from addiction.In all my years of life, I had two addictions. Both of which I’d cross the red line just to get them.Hockey was one of them.Nothing like having the ice beneath you, solid and steady, while you moved your weight around the net like a god.Nothing like being the one who controlled the game because the goalie was always undermined. My job was to man the net but the truth? I protected my team. I predicted which player was slacking on the ice faster than the coach and the fans ever did.And the most important job? I got to spill blood from the violence that came with the sport.The other addiction?I never got to make a choice when it came to it.My brothers chose it. They chose the easy way—the chick with the blonde hair who smiled a lot and accepted what we were with a dimple to the chin.They chose Saxen Montero. I tolerated her because she gave me what I needed. Then she died and I lost my mind.“K-Kill me. I-I’m
Pucked By The Serbian Hockey Brothers CHAPTER 3—If he kills you
SAGE MONTERO.@puckmedaddy: ‘Gah, I understand why he’s the captain; he looks like he handles a puck the same way he does a woman. Rough.’Yeah, until he chokes you to death.@rookslapmepls: ‘I volunteer. I volunteer. I volunteer as tribute…sorry I meant puck.’If desperate had a label, it’d be you, sweetheart.@rookmehard: ‘I know they call him the Angel cause he’s a devil in the sheets. Argue with the wall, everyone.’I’d rather argue with my fake cactus. And it barely cost me a dollar.@lowlightsdrex: ‘Hear me out, dim lights, waterbed and some slow music. Oh did I mention Drex Rhodes in that equation?’@ruthlessdrex: ‘Drex, shirtless. I’’ll leave that here, girls. Go crazy, look it up, you’ll see the obsession.’@dirtytalklevi: ‘My uterus just put on skates and asked for his jersey number. He’s so hot.’I don’t know what’s more depressing: reading every comment on NVU’s Instagram sports page with bitterness clogging my throat or watching some of the girls from my squad thirst over
Pucked By The Serbian Hockey Brothers CHAPTER 2— Kidnap her cat
LEVITICUS DRAKOVIC RHODES.And the devil fell from the sky, tainting the hearts of men and the souls of the pure.What a crock of bullshit but I tell you, every man, every woman in this little town of joy thinks it.I am the devil.My brothers and I are the devils.We dare their sons to jump off the ledge, we tempt their daughters to do ‘bad things’, we bribe the sheriff to look the other way and we have the mayor on our payroll jumping as high as we can ask him to.The only truth is, we embraced our dark side a long time ago and we were going to leave but this town, these people?They took what was ours. They took Saxen Montero from us.The irony isn’t lost on me either that here they are chanting loud for their devils on the ice.And who can blame them when we are the best at what we do?The sharp screeching sound my skates make against the ice fuels the fire inside me. Holding the stick in front of me like it’s muscle memory at this point, my eyes flick to the guy waiting for me to
Pucked By The Serbian Hockey Brothers CHAPTER 1— She was theirs
SAGE MONTERO. The cold grey clouds hang over us like the sadness and gloom running triumph in my heart. Funny thing is you’d think the sadness would be enough to stop the drama but it’s not. Not when the funerals in the Montero family are treated like a pissing match to see who griefs the most. Who goes through the most tissues the most. The priest drones on about the ‘from the sands you came from, to the sands you shall return’ spiel as the casket gets lowered but I’ve gotta say Aunt Bertha takes the grief trophy for the win when she passes out dramatically. Two seconds before she even meets the ground, another aunt from Florida passes out. If I was cynical, if I wanted to make this day about me, I’d weed out all the strait-laced, self-righteous people in here pretending like they knew my sister let alone cared about her death. I’d start with Aunt Bertha; my sister always hated her. She always said Aunt Bertha was as pretentious as those Gucci flip-flops, she wore on the regula
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