Novel & Cerita Hating My Hockey Bully Stepbrother

Elliot Blackwood. Not Elliot Hayes. Not Damon’s unwanted Omega stepbrother. Not Caroline’s disgraced son. Coach. Heir. Father. The word father was still strange, even inside my own thoughts. I pressed my palm more firmly over the baby. “You will see this place one day,” I whispered. My voice echoed softly. “Maybe you will love hockey.” I smiled. “Lucas will probably make sure you do.” My wolf settled around the pup. Safe. The arena doors opened behind me.

“Finally, the man has a girlfriend!!! Have you SEEN the way he looks at her?! That man is GONE. FINISHED. COOKED!” “Sorry, but I don't care if the parents divorced yesterday or ten years ago. How can you look at your stepbrother and go, ‘Yes, that's the one.’” “Siri knows what she’s doing. Don't tell me she can't find ONE other man on campus.” “Not y'all blaming the girl when JACKSON IS A GROWN MAN WHO CAN MAKE HIS OWN DECISIONS. Leave her alone, bullies!” “His agent is probably having the worst morning of his life.”

“This was supposed to be a casual arrangement for both of you. You need to be careful. You are just gonna end up hurting her. You are not exactly the relationship type, you are just gonna make her feel special just to end up fucking off to some NHL team and leave her behind.” My eyes pop open. “What? Why would you say that?” Heather falls back on her bed, folding her arms. “Um, because you are my twin brother and I know you pretty well. What have you been saying this entire time? ‘Hockey’s my first love.’ ‘I don’t have time for love; I’m too busy working hard for the Stanley cup’. Those are your words verbatim. I doubt you’ve changed overnight.” My mouth hangs open. “My own sister thinks so

"Whether you want to believe it or not, whether you hate us or not, that is the truth. You belong with us." "I don't belong to anyone!" I screamed, the fear inside me finally boiling over into a hot, blinding rage. I pushed myself away from the wall, my legs shaking so badly I almost fell. "I am an ordinary person! I grew up in a normal house with a normal life! I have a brother who had his life destroyed because of your stupid hockey team! I am not whatever crazy thing you are talking about!"

"We'll talk about next season." I thanked him and kept my face easy, but my chest was pounding as I put the card in my pocket. * Inside, the room was chaos. Guys were screaming, sticks were clattering, and someone had started a chant that everyone joined in. Jace dumped a whole bottle of water on Mason's head and got a towel in the face for it. I dropped onto my stall and started peeling off my hockey clothes. I showered fast, though didn't use all the hot water. The guys better appreciate that.

I failed a very important test and he revealed absolutely no sign of remorse and had even attacked me. There was no way he was my stepbrother, all of the activities going on around us seemed to be on hold as I tried to gather my bearings. “There’s no fucking way that this asshole is my stepbrother!” I yelled as I pointed a finger in his direction, I was causing a scene but I didn’t care and I could tell that my mother and stepfather were surprised at my outburst. “What do you mean, Ava?” My mother asked softly, she was trying to calm me down but I wasn’t having it.

I whispered but he was not looking at me anymore. Walking to his son, he pulled him up to his feet and pointed at me. "So what were you planning to do? Kill your own sister?" "She's not my sister" Hardin whispered and Russo laughed. "And you are not my son. At least not the son that I want you to be. Of all the kids in there, you are the one that is supposed to have the most control. You have learned about this several times. I have tried to teach you to control your anger, not give in to it. You would have hurt your friends in the cafeteria and then who else? What about the humans in this school that know nothing about us?"

Surprise evident in my voice the way I greeted her. “I have to get to my locker,” I plastered a fake smile on my face and began walking away. 'What the hell just happened back there?' I thought, it felt as if I was stabbed in my heart. I was hurt. How dare that jerk to try to use me? 'Gosh, I hate him so much, right now,' I fumed angrily in me. But why am I even angry, he is my stepbrother. I've never been this hurt before, not even the way my boyfriend is giving me a red flag nowadays.

Brooke got in Portias face and said "What's your problem Portia? Just because Zander doesn't want to go where every man has been before doesn't give you the right to pick on other people!" Portia was humiliated. "Well at least he doesn't have to get me drunk to sleep with me!" She knew Allie and Kat didn't know the punch was spiked. She looked at the brothers and asked "Since when do the two of you have to get girls drunk for sex? Even rejects like them!"

I think I just pissed him off. My new stepbrother seems to be the one with the bad temper. He reaches out and snatches my hair in his hands and jerks me again his body, he brings his face close to my neck and sticks out his tongue slowly licking down the side of my neck making my body shiver with disgust.