All Chapters of Thin Ice: My Brother's Bitter Rival : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

She pulled the oversized hockey jersey over her head, every inch of her being screaming at her in protest. Next she shoved her feet into the clunky Bauer skates, they were two sizes too big and offered no protection for her delicate ankles. She let out a shaky breath laced with frustration and helplessness. She should be here perfecting her Charlotte instead of some hockey drills she'd never attempted before.“Just the drills” she muttered before stepping on to the ice rink. “Get him through and get back to my dreams,” she lifted a foot attempting the move Sean her shown her with a terrible wobbly form. The hockey skates offered no ankle supports unlike her figure skates that now felt like an extension of her body. Far above her the Viper girls tryouts banner glittered in the dim light reminding her how much she was risking being on this hockey rink. “ I can do this,” she glared at the flat, rocking chair like torture device on her ankles. “Strides,glides, nothing fancy." She though

Time moved fast and soon it was almost 7pm, the time Kael scheduled for the date. Sofia stood Infront of her vanity mirror critiquing her outfit. She'd never been inside Northgate's mall but knew it was for those with large pockets and right now she doubted if her blue cropped cardigan, white leather skirt and black knee length heeled boots was making enough statement. She thought if seeking her brother's opinion but remembered she couldn't risk him finding out,at least not yet, plus she was still giving him the silent treatment. She stared for some more minutes before picking up her black fur purse and heading out still unsure. Her parents were not sitted in the living room so she didn't need to lie, and Sean was out with his friends. She got into her already waiting ride and leaned back, placing her head on the headrest as the driver pulled out of the driveway and hit the road. The ride was calm and peaceful the entire twenty minutes and finally the driver pulled up to the magnifi

Chapter 5His ex—Camela sat on his sister's bed, digging her claw like crimson coloured nails into her dark locks like she cared. Seeing his sister peacefully asleep made him relaxed for a bit, even if there was nothing caring about Camela petting her to sleep. The act was more of a reminder that his sister needed her to calm her severe anxiety, and that he needed her even if they'd broken up.When she was certain the little girl was in Dreamland, she walked out and shut the door with that smirk that was always a big turn on for him. When they were together. He quickly averted his gaze when he caught himself staring too much, annoyed that she still had such an effect on him.“You love her don't you?” she drawled covering the little space between them. “You are being a bad brother by letting her suffer when I can calm her down, forget that bitch you've been running around with and come to mama." He gulped as she trailed her index finger across his chest, tracing his abs through his t

Neither of them heard the footsteps.They were too lost in each other—in the feel and heat of their bodies pressed together and the deeply intimate position they both hated for loving. It was a very suggestive position.And then…“What the hell is this!" The voice was familiar. Sharp and enraged.Sofia's blood ran cold and colour drained from her face.She immediately broke free from Kael's grip and whipped her head around and found her brother standing at the edge of the ice rink. His jaw was clenched. Too hard, enough to crack, his fists clenched tight at his sides. So tight tiny droplets of blood flowed from his palms to the ice surface.He looked like he was about to commit murder." Sean..” Sofia started.“Don't." He cut her off and stepped on the ice, his hockey skates making angry scrapping sounds against the surface of the ice.“Don’t you dare tell me this isn't what it looks like. I just walked in on my twin sister cozying up to the bastard who's made my life a living hell,

Sofia watched him pick out dresses, designed by top designers. One she'd only seen in fashion magazines.He kept filling the trolley, while she watched in stunned silence.The worth of everything he picked was ten times her mortgage. More money than she'd ever smelt her entire life.“Fret not, babe,” Kael smirked. “The worth of everything in this basket is just a quarter of a Viper girl’s monthly salary, which is only a little over half of what a hockey player earns.”Her mouth dropped. If her lower jaw was not connected to her face, it'll be on the floor already. She knew the entire Vipers’ team was elite, she just wasn't aware they earned that much. If she could get that, she'll be able to survive independently, away from her family.“Let's go try it on, shall we?” Kael's voice pulled her back. She trailed behind him, obediently, tugging the hem of her shirt.“This way sir/ma'am," an attendant lead them to one of the dressing rooms while another pushed the trolley full of dresses a