Novel & Cerita Best Hockey Romances

Hailey's pov I stepped into the changing room, the sound of victory still echoing through the hockey hall. My chest heaved as I let out a shaky breath, imagining the warmth of the water waiting for me. I slipped out of the hockey grounds and headed straight into the female showers. The moment the warm water slid down my body, my tense muscles loosened one by one. It had been a long, brutal game, and I was relieved we came out victorious. I could still hear people chanting Roy’s name—our captain, the golden boy, leading the school to another win. This meant everything for his career.

The lighting made it look incredibly intimate. ​"The media is loving us," Ethan explained as I stared at the screen. "Our chemistry, the look, all of it. They think we're the next big sports IT-couple. Look at the comments." ​ I scrolled down reluctantly. He wasn't lying. The internet was losing its mind over the mysterious girl next to the NHL’s golden boy. ​"Okay, but I don't really follow," I said, handing the phone back to him as a strange knot formed in my stomach. I hated the idea of my face being plastered across social media. "We aren't a thing."

I looked down to my body, I was naked! And a man's….arm was around me!, I gasped, I just gave my first time to a stranger. He was facing the other side,I tried to move his hand, so I could at least see the face of the man I slept with. He turned, as I moved his hand, I frowned, when I noticed his face. Holy cow! This…person… Is Victor rival and enemy. Is the NHL hockey capital! Is the heir to a powerful family. “Shit!,”

The days when Harper and Chicago were fighting for space in my head. Richard watched my expression carefully. Then delivered the one sentence he’d driven all this way to say. “Tell me something, Logan.” His smile never reached his eyes. “How many NHL careers have started by putting a college romance ahead of hockey?” The room went completely silent. I wanted to tell him he was wrong. I wanted to tell him Harper wasn’t a distraction. That she made me better. That she reminded me who I was outside the rink. But for one split second… One awful split second…

I raise an eyebrow, my lips curling into a smirk as I reply, "Yes, I wanted to ask you if you were interested–" I stand there, arms crossed, watching as the hockey player who once gave me that broken stick saunters over. His helmet is off now, revealing a pretty remarkable face – brown eyes, brown hair, dazzling smile, tall and broad-shouldered. Handsome. He extends his hand, "Adam Henderson.” I don't bother shaking it. Instead, I cut straight to the chase. "Anyways, I wanted to ask if you’d mind running a friendly scrimmage with WB tomorrow?" I say, barely concealing my hatred for them.

“I’m even better than you.” “Ah really?” I grinned as I pulled her up with force – but this playful tease turned into a heart stopping situation! A romcom cliché! “H-Heiji!!!” She squealed in surprise when our bodies collied. In a split of seconds, we found ourselves wrapped on each other’s arms…

My hockey step brothers Chapter 22 I didn’t know how long I had been sleeping , but when I opened my eyes , there was a shadow watching me . In fact it wasn’t just any shadow but it was a man watching me . I could feel the way the person looked at us , there wasn’t any smile on the person's face and I knew that . I slowly opened my eyes and when my eyes opened , he was sitting there . Stephan 's hands were tightly wrapped around mine And I was just under his grip .

She was already dealing with enough. I had just stepped into campus when Sarah came running up to me like a storm. “Guess what,” she said, eyes wide like a child on Christmas. “We have a hockey match today. A real one. With actual college scouts and everything. And guess who’s the starting player?” I didn’t answer. I already knew. “Dominic Lakes,” she said with a dramatic sigh. “God, he’s so hot. You think he’s single?” I rolled my eyes. “Why would I care?”

KAIDA’S POV Hockey players are known for their hotness and handsome faces, but their personalities and love-lives are nothing to write home about. It’d be almost impossible to find a hockey player who is responsible and doesn’t cheat on their women. They are rare. 99% of hockey players are playboys. And the number one on the list was Maverick and number two goes to Liam. The two men in my life. Liam, my Ex-boyfriend of two years, cheated on me with his childhood best friend and Maverick?

“Thank you.” She bows slightly. “Dinner will be served in a few hours. Please call if you need anything.” When the door closes, I finally let the breath out of my lungs. So those men… those are the mysterious hockey players everyone keeps talking about. The ones the entire country is obsessed with. The Hyacinth brothers—four of the most talented, untouchable athletes in the world and the most private. No interviews. No photos. Just wins and rumors. If I had known this was what I’d be walking into, I would’ve thought twice before signing that deal.