Badass Ice Names Novels & Stories

"Calling them a bunch of assholes isn't exactly respectful either, is it?" Ryker grinned, unbothered. "We'll save the disrespect for when Coach isn't in the room. Got it." "Retarded fucker," Wade muttered, leaning against the locker with a groan. "I gotta get to class, but man, I just want to skip and go to sleep." Same, brother. Same.

Sky Wilson is the NHL’s unbreakable “Ice Wall”—the goalie who never cracks, never fails, and never lets anyone see behind the mask. Until a public panic attack during a championship game shatters his reputation and puts his starting position at risk. Forced into mandatory therapy with the team’s brilliant new sports psychologist, Dr. Amira Frank, Sky expects another person trying to fix him. He doesn’t expect the only woman who sees the man behind the Wall… and refuses to look away. As the playoffs approach and someone inside the organization leaks his private struggles, Sky must decide how much he’s willing to risk to save his career—and whether the one person who can help him is the on

And technically, I guess they kind of were. The Snowridge Wolves. Yeah, that’s really their team name. Subtle, right? The crowd screamed around me, the sound echoing off the walls and ice. People waved signs and stomped their boots. I tried not to flinch when the puck slammed against the glass in front of me. Ironvale High had already racked up three penalties, and we weren’t even through the first period. These guys didn’t play nice. The Wolves, though? They played like a pack.

ISABELLA My room sparkles like a gilded cage. Silk and gold everywhere. Modern furniture that looks brand new, and a bed that could fit three of me. This one room is twice the size of Dad's apartment. But my new prison isn't why I couldn't sleep last night, or why once I finally did, I woke up trembling. That'shisfault. Viktor Morelli. The brutal mob boss who runs New York City. Everyone knows who he is. They call him The Ice Man because he's so cold. And what did The Ice Man try to do last night?

MATTEO "Hey, Ice Queen!" Nicholas called. "Shut up, or I'll make you, Ink!" Lucia retorted. Although I referred to Lucia as Lucy, most people in the famiglias knew her as the Ice Queen. It was due to her ruthlessness while carrying out her assignment that she was nicknamed that. As for Nicholas, he was called Ink because of the many tattoos he had on his body. While every one of us had a tattoo symbolizing our organization, Nicholas' tattoos covered 90% of his body. I wouldn't be surprised if he had one, even in the most private areas.

she shakily said. "Have you played Ice Hockey before?" I casually asked. Bee shook her head. "No. I'm not good at any sports." "Well, you were pretty good for a first-timer," I complimented. "You were better than me, that's what I'll say." A smile emerged on her face. "Bee, right?" I asked as I didn't want to get her name wrong. "Yeah," Bee answered and smiled. "You were cool, Bee," I briefly commended.

“You’re serious.” “Dead serious.” JR crossed his arms, his muscles flexing under his shirt. “Thirty days becomes sixty. More if we both want it. You stay at my place when our schedules line up and no more hiding and when we’re on the ice? We still bring it, full rivalry, full contact but off the ice…” He reached out and tugged Soren’s hoodie collar aside, exposing the dark hickey he’d left. “You’re mine.” Soren’s breath stuttered. “You want us to keep hating each other publicly while fucking in private? That’s insane.”

And now. Everybody you have all been waiting for. A sneak Peek of Ashely and Jayson's. Their hate and love story. Drum roll pleases... Here is The Badass & The Beta. Epilogue: (A month after Emilia Lake Party) Ashely P.O.V. "In this corner, standing here. We have Sunshine," he drags outshine. Weights one hundred and twenty pounds and standing here at five-five." The announcer says over the microphone.

🏤High School Badass💄 (🥀 SUGA HIGH 🥀) By Happy Writes ❤️ CHAPTER 3 ❤️ Oh, that's Michelle, what does she want, don't tell me she's here to bully, Sharon whispered. Michelle walked elegantly to their table. Hi newbie, she said as she got to their table . Hi, Jeanne replied her pulling a confused look, Welcome to Suga high, if you don't mind, I would love to be friends with you.

Nirvana chuckled. “Am I the only one who gets that sort of nickname?” He asked, and Nirvana got a feeling that he was smirking. “No, you aren’t,” Nirvana replied, and the light in her eyes dimmed. “There is an annoying guy who I call Ice Eyes in my head, I know his name but that is just what I call him.” Nirvana caught the way his hand tightened around the wheel. “You are close with him?” There was a slight edge in his voice, the danger in his voice becoming more noticeable. He increased his speed a bit, and a smirk appeared on her lips. The streetlight rushed behind them as they got to the lighter part of the road.