Blackmailed Into Dating My Ex’s Hockey Rival Novels & Stories

She’s mine, and I’m going to hold on to her like my life depends on it. By evening, I’m on the rink, gearing up for the big showdown against the Full Moon Pack. The air is electric, the crowd roaring. My teammates are hyped, but my head’s a fucking mess. “You good, man?” Theo asks, stretching his arms. “Yeah, you’ve been MIA all day,” Damon adds. “Yeah,” I say, smirking. “I was with my girlfriend. Priorities, you know?” Theo waves his hockey stick at me, laughing. “You’re seriously whipped, dude.”

And I was sure he'd be hyped because this would be his first full season on the ice for the championship. Swiping back and forth on the info on him, I checked to see if there would be anything of interest to me there. There was another link on the last page which I clicked on and it took me to another information entirely. This time around, it was about the assault that he had made on girls before. My blood boiled when I saw Ava's name on the list. He mainly blackmailed them with photos of them in a compromising position. Why were there so many Davids around? I clenched my hand around my phone tightly as anger coursed through me. I felt my vision blur from the intensity of it.

Then she looked up at me, her eyes wide. "He’s... he’s intense, Lana," she breathed. I sank into the armchair opposite her, finally letting the adrenaline fade. "Intense doesn't even cover it, Blue. He’s a force." "Start from the beginning," Blue demanded, leaning forward. "And don't leave out a single, messy detail. I want to know about the blackmail, the journalist, and how the hell we ended up in a house that looks like it belongs to a Bond villain." I took a deep breath in, stared deep into her eyes. She didn't look like she was backing off from it anytime soon, so I let it all out.

How dare he. “Hades… are you ready to go clubbing…?” Alex asked. I shot him a death glare. “Ooh, someone’s pissed,” he taunted. “Shut it, Alexander,” Coach snapped before striding toward me. “What’s wrong? You didn’t see her?” I nodded. Coach Dave is like a father to me. So of course I tell him everything. “She left with my cousin and her friend.” “Does she know?” “Yes. Our eyes locked at the rink,” I said softly, my jaw tightening. “Hayden said she was rejected by Jason Almond around six months ago.”

Professional hockey wasn’t exactly progressive paradise. We nodded like good soldiers. Inside, I was boiling. That night the fight exploded. I got home first and found a surprise waiting — my ex, Tyler, sitting in the lobby like he belonged there. Some hook-up from two seasons ago who never quite got the message that we were done. He smiled that same cocky grin when he saw me. “Julian. Heard you’re shacking up with Riot Kane. That true? Or are you still the same slut who used to beg for my dick after away games?”

I had forgotten my phone in the car. I quickly grabbed it. There were messages from the investigator. My fingers froze around the phone as I opened them. [The rumours of him being blacklisted seem true. However, no one has released any official information. From what we got, clubs who had initially put him forth as their first-choice candidate suggested replacing him after receiving a compromising video.] My eyes moved to the next message. [Someone also leaked the pictures to the NHL. Whoever did this doesn't want him to continue his career as a hockey player.]

I said, already panicking. There was no way this was happening. Not tonight. Not when I was finally getting somewhere with the people who could determine my future. I had spent months working my ass off, pushing through injuries, playing through pain, and doing everything possible to prove I deserved a place in the NHL. Now, some bitter girl with a grudge had decided to throw a grenade into my life because apparently, she had nothing better to do. And the worst part? She wasn't even lying. Mia and I had been fake dating. We had lied to everyone, and now someone had decided to make sure the whole world knew about it.

"I am done being your puppet." "You're twenty-two years old!" Richard snapped. "You have a professional hockey career waiting for you! A reputation! You are throwing your entire future away for an illegitimate girl from the valley!" "Her name is Amelia," Damon said quietly, his voice dangerously sharp. "And hockey can go to hell." Before Richard could respond, his own phone vibrated sharply in his overcoat pocket. He yanked it out, answering with an irritated growl. "What?!" He listened for three seconds. Slowly, every ounce of color drained from Richard’s face. His hand began to visibly shake.

I slowed when she mentioned that he was the hockey captain of Dad’s hockey organization, my fingers tightening around the edge of my plate. Whatever she was saying didn't concern me. Whatever happened between Alex and me tonight was simply a show. I had barely settled onto my bed when my phone buzzed. I picked it up, and the first picture that loaded made my stomach twist. The hockey captain carries a fattie. My thumb froze over the screen. Another post appeared beneath it. Fattie dumps ex for hockey captain. The comments were multiplying faster than I could read them. Then another caption caught my eye. Hockey captain, all this is just for a show.

I answered as I packed up my shit, I had earned a free day, all of these soul lifting activities did it for me. There was silence as I picked my gym back and headed out of the rink but he spoke again. “When did this get this crazy? I never understood how much hatred you had for me, I also never knew it was this bad.” He whispered like the wussy he was. “It always has. It did go up several inches when you took Melina from me, it is personal now.” I left the rink then, my tummy burning. Jace Hamilton had no idea the height of ruin he was going to experience.