Best Hockey Romance Books Novels & Stories

My pulse thudded in my ears. Marienne didn’t even flinch—she leaned forward instead, seizing the moment. “Well, if Juno’s too busy, I’m sure I could squeeze you in. I have a knack for getting people back on their feet.” Her smile was all teeth. “Especially hockey players.” My jaw clenched so hard it ached. “Marienne.” Rhett tilted his head, considering her. Then, God help me, he smirked. “Good to know. But I think I’ll stick with Juno.” His voice dipped, low and suggestive. “She knows how to handle me.”

I'm happy with how I'm living my life . At some point in my life , I hated everything . I thought I was unfortunate but troubles don't last forever. I and Kingston separated after highschool , we got back together again even if we were at each others throat . Then I left when I was pregnant with our first child , then fate brought us back together . I guess our love story is a frozen romance . I'm happy with my family , I'm happy with Kingston and my love for Kingston has not changed . I love him so much .

Cody is keeping the honeymoon a big surprise but whatever he has planned I know I will absolutely love. Luna is sitting outside reading a book on the love seat swing, she looks serene and gentle as I hang laundry. Cody and I arrived back last night from Aspen where they won too. Now Austin is within a chance of qualifying for the Stanley Cup. It’s so exciting because if Cody can make it happen for the team to win again, it’ll be two years in a row that he’ll have made it happen for his respective teams. No pressure on him then. “You want a hand with that?” She asks me glancing up from her romance, I lent her a Laurent Asher book from the Dreamland Billionaire series and she is literally eati

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“I’m offering to stand next to you.” “That’s the same thing.” “It’s not,” he says quietly. “Using is empty. Standing is intentional.” My heart pounds. “This is a bad idea,” I murmur. “Most honest things are.” Before I can answer, my phone buzzes again. This time, it’s a picture. Ryan. With her. Her hand on his chest. His smile was wide. My chest aches. “He moved on fast,” Alex says flatly. “I guess it didn't matter,” I whisper.

"The hockey player you like! You're his biggest fan!" Mira immediately glared at me, her chest heaving. "But, how come you're with Marco Marten? I don't like ice hockey, but I live off oxygen and social media, so I know about him! He just broke off his engagement with that bitch Cassandra, right? So what's he doing with you now?" Mira's finger pointed straight at my pale face. "Haze, you... it can't be, can you? You're the one who ruined their engagement?"

The way the camera catches things the naked eye misses. He stepped closer, leaning against the neighboring locker. "The way you and Miller look at each other... it’s not hockey, Liam. It’s something else.And very vulnerable." "I told you, it’s chemistry. I can’t be fighting with my teammate who was once my roommate," I snapped, finally looking him in the eye. "If you’re so interested in film, maybe you should spend more time studying the plays so you could be better on the rink and less time playing detective."

He just watches me with that amused expression. “Let’s go out sometime,” he says casually. I stare at him. “You’re joking.” “No.” “You’re the captain of a professional hockey team.” “And?” “And I don’t date hockey players.” His eyebrow lifts slightly. “You dated one.” “That was a mistake.” His expression shifts slightly. Then his voice lowers. “About Luca.” My chest tightens. “Please don’t.” He studies me carefully. “I can talk to the coach,” he says quietly. “We can assign him to another physio.”

Ryan's mother slowly folded her napkin before placing it neatly beside her plate. Then she turned toward her son.."Ryan, I don't understand." Her voice remained calm, almost gentle. "You're an Alpha, you're one of the most celebrated hockey players in the country, and people like you don't simply choose a partner. Every woman who stands beside you becomes a reflection of your name." She looked at me briefly before returning her attention to Ryan..“Marrying an ordinary girl with no pack, no title, and no influence will only bring you down."