Dark Hockey Romance Novels & Stories

He left only a loyal maid to take care of my daily needs. But as soon as I opened the door, I came face-to-face with a woman who looked almost exactly like me, freezing the air in the room. From her hairstyle to her face, to the flawless white dress, the resemblance was so striking that even I was shocked. This was Felix's new girlfriend, Darcy Sherman—finding a substitute so similar to me wasn't easy. Darcy froze for a moment, and the joy on her face quickly turned to anger. She raised her hand and slapped me.

Jack obeyed quietly and Arya was a little proud with her eyes still laughing. Just as she was feeling proud, Jack suddenly held her chin and kissed her hard on the lips. “After you have eaten the chocolates, I will kiss you more.” She was taken by surprise but did not refuse. She ate few chocolates and as soon as she was done, Jacket held her chin and kissed her hard. As she responded him by wrapping her arms around his neck, Jack took the opportunity to penetrate deeper. The two of them were ‘reunited after a long period of time’ and they burned with passion. This kiss made them breathless and they reluctantly parted. All the way home, their mood which was gloomy in the beginning had t

The lust we're both feeling. He kept on banging me hard and I screamed the pleasure was taking me to the center of madness. He hold my hair as he bang my entrance from the back, it was like I was being tortured by him, he has driven me crazy with the way he teased me with his hard torso. "Now it's your turn to make me go crazy,'' he muttered as I got on top of him. Seeing his long and hard torso, I centered myself on it as I began to ride him gently. He closed his eyes as he folded my two breasts. I increased the pace. He was inside me and I could feel the pleasure. I stopped the pace, now you have to give me a blow job he whispered and I nodded. Getting down on my knees he shoved his hard t

Adrastos using his hands to hold her close. “She was all over you, and you were loving it.” “No,” he denied it. “Yes, you were loving it, Adrastos! You were my husband… We used to make love a lot… Do you think I can’t tell when you’re aroused?” “I wasn’t aroused!” “Wow… Is this the way you’re going to play this? Okay… Adrastos, YOU were kissing HER!” Electa was charged up like a stoked fire. “YOUR hands were clamped to HER ass! I watched you two moving and grooving to the music and I would have to be really stupid or blind as a bat not to know you were both only half a step away from having sex on the fucking dancefloor!”

I felt very proud of the man sitting in front of me, because he fought a billionaire and won his freedom. We moved the melted ice packs away from his back, and we laid down under the warm blankets together. Michael wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and he pulled me close to his chest. I rested my head against his shoulder, and I listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. We shared a long, passionate kiss, and we celebrated our victory in the quiet privacy of our room. The physical connection felt amazing, and we let the romance wash away the remaining fears from the hockey rink. We touched each other with gentle care, and we focused on the deep love we shared. The hotel room felt

“He… he didn’t want to send me to the asylum, but… but I—” He cut her off. “Because you’re a sick fuck. I still remember the headline. Though, I’ll say, that headline wasn’t even fully true, because they forgot to mention that the psychopath Emma Johnson—who tried to kill the upcoming pro hockey player’s girlfriend, Rhea Tate—wasn’t just some fling of Rhett’s. She was also his submissive. They were in a BDSM relationship. Disgusting.”

“I have never seen you this happy and fulfilled Kavrian. You love hockey. You want it more than anything. I can feel it. Heck, as crazy as it sounds, you actually like your teammates You have found your home Kavrian and it will be sad to let marriage ruin it. You can get married later, but not now.” Kavrian didn't speak immediately, he just stared at me. With an expression I couldn't name. As if he were thanking the moon goddess for giving him someone like me. As if he couldn't believe that someone could read and understand him so well. He finally spoke, cupping my cheeks. “No one, not even my mother has cared about what I truly want. But you Glinda, you care, you saw it all before I could e

“Excuse me?” “You heard me.” Jax stepped closer, towering over him. His lip curled. “Figure skaters prancing around in sparkly shit, bending over for each other in the locker room. Bet you love sharing showers, huh? Getting all close and personal with your ‘partners.’” A couple of hockey players nearby chuckled, glancing over with interest. Elias’s jaw tightened. He was used to the occasional jab, sports worlds colliding, but this felt targeted. Personal. The guy’s eyes burned with something darker than casual homophobia.

The way the camera catches things the naked eye misses. He stepped closer, leaning against the neighboring locker. "The way you and Miller look at each other... it’s not hockey, Liam. It’s something else.And very vulnerable." "I told you, it’s chemistry. I can’t be fighting with my teammate who was once my roommate," I snapped, finally looking him in the eye. "If you’re so interested in film, maybe you should spend more time studying the plays so you could be better on the rink and less time playing detective."

The neon red lights of the party pulsed like a rhythmic heartbeat, a sharp contrast to the biting chill of the Austin, Texas night. Inside the Riverside Duplex, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of pine, rain, and the underlying musk of the Austin Wolves hockey team. Kol Reyes adjusted the collar of his shirt, feeling exposed. His roommate, Valeria Cruz, had practically forced him into the outfit—a charcoal button-down that was tapered perfectly to his lean, athletic frame, paired with dark slacks and polished boots.