Booktok Hockey Controversy นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Olivia’s POV I wanted to believe things couldn’t get worse. But when Maya’s name flashed on my screen before sunrise, I knew they already had. “Liv..... things are bad, like really bad.” That was all she said before hanging up. The headline rolling across the bottom of the screen read: “Cassandra Blake Speaks Out After The Engagement Scandal : The Truth Behind the Hockey Scandal.” My stomach twisted. There she was—perfect hair, perfect makeup, tears glistening in just the right places.

Nina The hockey game ended early after the fight. As it turned out, the player who attacked Enzo was on steroids to be bigger and stronger, and he took too many of them. When Enzo scored a goal, the other player flew into a fit of rage. He had a seizure while I was tending to Enzo, but I heard from Tiffany that he turned out okay -- but he would be disqualified from participating in hockey for the rest of his time in university and was on probation at his school.

I crashed backward into the lockers with a deafening bang, pain shooting through my spine as the metal dug in. The crowd erupted, phones started flying up, people shouting and recording. Natalie stormed in and raised her arm, clearly wanting to slap me back and I'm ready for that. "An eye for an eye, a slap for a slap." But when her hand was about to land on me, another hand caught her wrist. "Hands off, Blondie!" Asher's deep voice boomed through the chaos like a command on the ice. The star winger of the hockey team pushed through the crowd with powerful strides, his broad shoulders cutting through the sea of phones and staring faces.

"The coaching staff is expecting him." "The coaching staff will need to adjust," Mila said calmly. "Putting him on the ice for Thursday is a short-term fix that creates a long-term problem, and I won't sign off on it." "Dr. Torres," Sandra said, folding her hands on the desk, "I understand your position, but you need to understand mine. The game has implications beyond the scoreboard. There are people watching this team very closely right now and having Cole Hendrix on that ice will send a message."

She raised her finger and voice when she knew I was about to defend Greg. "If Jayden doesn't play, then there's no need to throw funds into a game that would end at the group stage." "Sarcastic, huh?" I asked, chattering on my teeth. "No, it's just business. Name your price, but you can't be dragging some nasty bike rivalry into hockey. They are distinct." She said. "Get him another girl. No one asked him to be hostile." I defended my stand. "How about the public catches wind of you both being mates?"

“Riot Kane and Julian Voss Caught in Explicit Gay Encounter — NHL’s Hottest Rivalry Turns Romantic?” Management called us in for an emergency meeting. The coach looked exhausted. The GM looked pissed. They gave us the speech: “Image concerns,” “Sponsor pressure,” “Possible suspension if it distracts the team.” We were given two choices: deny everything and “cool it off,” or come out publicly and deal with the firestorm. We didn’t even discuss it in the room. Ryder just grabbed my hand under the table and squeezed hard. When they asked for our answer, I looked them dead in the eye and said:

My hockey step brothers Chapter 25 ~Serena ~ Nate was standing at the door , in his hands were some bunch of keys and then there was also a dagger in his hands . The bitch instantly fell to the floor but not without biting herself and fell to the floor making the blood flow out and making it look like I am the one who did that to her. When I raised my head to look at Nate , he was mad at me , his expressions said it all , I was in a deep mess, a very big one , I knew that I was in it .

"Mr. Rockwell, you realize that confessing to recording someone without their consent is a major violation of the student code of conduct. It carries severe penalties. Suspension, expulsion, and a permanent mark on your record. Your athletic department status—" "I don't care," I said, and for the first time in my life, I actually meant it. "Do whatever the hell you want to me. Suspend me. Kick me off the team. I don't give a shit as long as this doesn't affect Nathan's standing. I just need you to send an official memo to Dr. Marshall and the Economics department clearing Nathan’s name completely. Secure his graduation clearance and his SiporaTech recommendation letter. If his future gets me

"That was a deliberate, targeted hit. And I want to know why." "I already said……" "I don't care what you said. I want the truth. Right now." I looked at him. He was old school. He'd been coaching hockey for thirty years. He'd seen every dirty play, every excuse, every pathetic justification. And right now, he was staring at me like he was looking at someone he didn't recognize. "Personal issue," I said. "Personal issue?" His voice rose. "You can't let personal issues onto the ice, Lucas. That's not how this works. That's not how any of this works."