Booktok Hockey Player Novels & Stories

Maya blinked. The certainty in his voice caught her off guard. He hadn't said I'll try. He hadn't even said I'll see what I can do. He'd simply said… You'll get it back. Like it wasn't even a question. Like it was already decided. She studied him for a long moment. Then again… This was Hunter Callum. Captain of the New York Titans. The face of American hockey. At this point, the man was practically New York royalty. Maya shot him one last suspicious look before swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

It could’ve been nice to have him stay, to share in the joy of our success together, but the weight of our relationship was overbearing. I tried to come to Timothy's door and re-invite him. “I take it you’re a fan?” I flinch and turn around at the deep, playful voice behind me. I found myself being towered over by a man in a hockey uniform. He had fiery red hair that was familiar to any long- time hockey fan. It was the club’s most famous hockey star, Alex. I was stunned to be in the presence of yet another hockey star. “Oh!” I shook my head and stepped away from him. “No, I’m not a fan. I mean... they’re good, but-”

he started but most of the time I would predict that it would happen but now I needed details, a name, a cause and maybe the resolution. My fingers had finished with his back and now they traced his bruised face which seemed to not be healing so quickly, a phenomenon that only occurred when one is inflicted with pain by their own kind “Yeah? Anything else I should know?” He hesitated, his breath was warm against my fingers as I slowly moved down his cheek, putting some ointment on there to avoid his lengthy lashes from fluttering against an injury. “It’s Easton..” he answered calmly. Of course it was him, it had to be. No one would want to bruise him this bad to leave scratches on his back a

The sound of her voice sent panic clawing up my throat, and I parted my lips to explain—except Rhett beat me to it. He pivoted toward her with that devastatingly charming smile, and the second Cassie saw his face, her eyes went huge. Her jaw dropped, her whole body trembling. “Y…you… you’re R…Rhett Voss—the hockey player. Rhett.” Her voice cracked, disbelief lacing every syllable. “Well, yeah,” Rhett said casually, stepping forward. He extended his hand with all the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he did to people. “Nice to meet you.”

“If I had my way that daughter of ours wouldn’t be dating until she is thirty-five.” “You forget we were young like that once and hot for each other.” “Petal, I’m still burning hot for you like wildfire. I’m lusting after that amazing body of yours as we speak, in between having palpitations over Nastia and that guy out there. What is he, a jock of some kind? I mean he’s big, right?” Madi chuckles. “He’s a hockey player, you know who that is. He’s the kid that everyone is talking about, Ranger. He’s from New York, he transferred schools for the programme here in Austin.”

He asked with a grin. “Emm,” I arched my eyebrows. “Which Canadian player? My name is Ethan, but I don't understand what you want,” I replied as politely as I could. The guy's eyes gleamed. “You are definitely the one!” He said. “I heard you got suspended. My teammates and I are wondering where you spent your free week? Was it with that Lambert's guy? This is my first time meeting a gay hockey player, and I'd like to know more about you!” His voice was a bit loud, and the people seated beside me looked surprised.

My entire body stilled. The Khaelon Dravik. Star hockey player. Heir to the Dravik fortune. Captain of the undefeated Hockey Team. The face on every student poster, the name on every varsity jersey. The one everyone talked about like he was myth wrapped in flesh. Unreachable and my ultimate crush. My first love even if he never knew it. I used to watch his games through a cracked laptop screen, memorizing the sharp angles of his jaw under his helmet, the vicious grace of how he skated across the rink like a storm no one could stop. He didn’t just play, he dominated. And now, here he was.

Lia settled into the bleachers, her heart racing with excitement as she watched the boys compete on the ice. Tyler stood out, gliding effortlessly across the rink with a grace that left her in awe. It was as if he had been destined to play hockey from the moment he could skate. With each swift movement, he danced around his opponents, demonstrating a skill that took both Lia and the crowd by surprise, especially when he outmaneuvered Asher, a player known to be the king of hockey in Crestwood.

Apart from the fact that his father counted heavy stacks of billions every day, ranked as the most eligible divorced bachelor every time, topping the pages of the wealthiest in the country—his son Soren was also on a whole other high. Soren Gregory—the perfect fucking hockey god. Oh man, he was hot. You wouldn’t understand. It wasn’t performative of me saying this shit, but Soren was fucking gorgeous. Like most hockey players, Soren was six-four in height, black wavy hair always pulled into a bun, and when he let it all down… let’s leave that to your imagination. Pierced the top of his ears—not the tip. His godlike, perfectly built body had not a single scar or tattoo on it, well except behi

She gave him everything; her fortune, her loyalty and her heart. But he repaid her with betrayal. Adriana Montgomery was born with wealth and power, but she gave it all up for love. She stood by Ethan Blake, her hockey star husband, after a career-ending accident left him in a wheelchair. She was his strength, his anchor and his biggest believer. Until tragedy struck. After losing their baby due to his neglect and distrust, Adriana discovered Ethan’s darkest secret. He was cheating on her this whole time… with his doctor. Shattered, Adriana walks away, tossing divorce papers in his face. But she doesn’t just leave, she strikes back. Behind the scenes, she is ready for revenge, se