Novel & Cerita Best Mm Hockey Romance

"Look, I get it. New guy, hockey captain, whatever. But I'm not interested in charity cases." Charity case. The words echoed in my head, each repetition cutting deeper. "I was trying to read," I managed to say, my voice shaking. "In the history section? Right." He leans closer, and I can smell his cologne, expensive, confident. Everything I'm not. "Let me guess. You're one of those girls who thinks if she hangs around long enough, maybe the popular guy will notice her?" "No, I..." "Well, congratulations. I noticed. And here's some free advice find someone in your own league."

Hayden Maddox pulled away from my rimmed hole, his face flushed and slick as he crawled back up my body, settling between my spread legs with his weight pinning me down. His hard cock brushed against mine in a tantalizing tease that made me gasp. Immediately, he captured my mouth in a kiss that was blistering hot and unexpectedly sweet, yet utterly messy—our lips smashing together in a chaotic dance, his tongue plunging deep to tangle with mine in wet, slippery strokes.

Donna High’s pride and menace, led by none other than my worst enemy “Maxton Carter, the self proclaimed king of ice and arrogance. They barged in like they owned the ice. Typical. “Yo! Clear the rink, figure Barbie’s done posing!” A familiar voice said. Of course it was him, Maxton. Messy dark hair, eyes full of superiority, and that stupid grin that could curdle milk. Chris groaned beside me. “I wish they could get the hockey players another rink…” Maxton skated past with a lazy smirk. “Didn’t know figure skating was just a warm-up for the real athletes.”

“Well, he looks like he swallowed a broomstick.” She snorted. Before she could answer, a passing senior leaned toward us, lowering her voice as though she was sharing a classified information. “That’s Noah Romanov.” My expression immediately changed. “Romanov?” She nodded eagerly. “His older brother is Alexei Romanov. The hockey star.” Oh. That explained the sudden attention. Alexei Romanov. Even people who didn’t care about hockey knew that name. He was also worshipped at this school just like my brother.

Noah asked as he walked up quickly behind me and stopped a few feet away, and his clothes were completely wet, and he was breathing heavily as if he had been running down the street for a long time just to catch up with me. "There is nothing left for me to say to anyone in this town, Noah, because you and the entire school already decided that I was a criminal," I said, turning around to face him while the driver took a ticket from the passenger ahead of me. "You got exactly what you wanted from that disciplinary board hearing, and your hockey team is completely safe from suspension now, so I really do not know why you are even out here right now instead of celebrating with your friends."

Notifications. Too many, I picked it up slowly. My eyes weren’t even fully open yet but I could already see the headlines on the screen. I blinked once.Then again. And then I sat up fast. “RYAN CARTER SECRETLY MARRIES UNKNOWN HOCKEY PLAYER” Another one. “WORLD CHAMPION SHOCKS FANS WITH SECRET WEDDING” Another. “WHO IS THE GIRL NEXT TO RYAN CARTER” My heart started beating fast like it wanted to leave my chest, in scrolled without thinking.

The room quieted because that's what rooms did when someone held a microphone – they listened, even when they shouldn't. "Yo, I just wanna give a shoutout to our boys on the hockey team. Best season in years. Captain Caleb holding it down–" Cheers. Whooping. Caleb raising his beer with a modest smile. "–and the new guy, Maddox, who's been scoring on AND off the ice apparently." Laughter. My stomach tightened. "But real talk–" Derek grinned. Scanned the room. Found me. "Is the hockey transfer actually dating the captain's leftovers? Because bro, that's not a flex. That's a hand-me-down."

Inside, the VIP area, it was louder, more chaotic and there were luxury drinks everywhere. There was a group of men looking so fly, amongst them was a man who wore an expensive fur-robe. He had male-strippers around him. "Rally! Didn't think you'd be here tonight" Elliot called, smirking. "Are you kidding me? This is my home." Rally laughed loudly. He stood up and pulled Elliot into a brotherly hug. Then his eyes shifted, they landed on Nervous Jade. "Jade Riccio" "One of my favourite hockey player. You'll forever remain goated, my guy" Rally said with a grin and pulling Jade into a brotherly hug.

“Tomorrow morning, you’re the girl I’m in love with for the producers. And you’ll smile like this whole thing isn’t a nightmare.” He pushed off the boards with one sharp flick of his wrists. I remained frozen, unable to find words at all. He skated backwards, eyes locking on mine the entire time until he stopped at centre ice. ”And Callahan.” I looked at him, something desperate and pathetic rising in my chest…hope or the stupid part of me that wanted him to take it back. To say something that didn’t feel like a knife through my chest each time. His voice cut through my thoughts,

DID ROMANTIC TENSION CAUSE HOCKEY’S NUMBER ONE STAR TO LOSE CONTROL? Mia leaned closer and read over my shoulder. “Oh, no.” I scrolled. Sources claimed the league was considering disciplinary action. A fine seemed almost certain. A one-game suspension was possible depending on witness statements and security footage. Comments were already spreading beneath the article. He threw away his reputation for Logan’s ex. Allie destroys every man she dates. First Logan, now Chase. She clearly enjoys the drama. My hands began shaking again. “This is my fault.” “No.” “If I had not waited in that hallway—”