Hockey Fanfic Novels & Stories

“Word travels fast around here. Especially when the hockey captain suddenly decides to play house with the girl who used to be invisible.” Heat rushed to my cheeks. I hated how easily my body betrayed me. Around us, a few students slowed their steps, pretending not to eavesdrop while clearly hanging on every word. Sienna stepped closer, her voice dropping to something almost intimate. “Look, I’m going to do you a favor because I almost feel bad for you. Jax doesn’t do relationships. He does distractions. And right now? You’re the shiny new distraction.” I swallowed, the taste of metal on my tongue. “That’s not really your business.”

We loved each other with a raw, unfiltered intensity, growing up together in the trenches of college life. When I wasn't studying, my entire life was consumed by my desperate push to make it into the NHL with no connection. Hockey wasn't just a sport to me, it was my only ticket to total independence from my family's suffocating expectations. At first, Kiara didn't know a single thing about hockey, she couldn't tell a puck from a penalty box. But the moment she realised how much the sport meant to me, she threw herself into it. She read articles, learned the rules, and sat in the freezing metal bleachers of the campus rink through every single practice, cheering until her throat was raw.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

The kind I hadn’t felt in months. Hayden set me down gently but didn’t let go. “I told you, didn’t I?” he said softly. “That this year would be different.” “Yeah,” I whispered, my hand finding his chest. “And for once, it really is.” Mark and Alicia finally found us, weaving through the thinning crowd. Alicia threw her arms around me, nearly knocking me backward. “You did not tell me being a hockey girlfriend was this stressful!” she exclaimed. “I nearly bit my nails down to nothing.”

She stares after him as he leaves as her heart beats in worries at the thought that she was falling for Knox Callahan, Stonebridge’s rude, playboy golden boy, and the realization terrifies her. Author’s Note: Dear Readers, Thank you for diving into my hockey-themed story! I’m thrilled to share that I’ll be updating daily, so please add this book to your library to get notified when new chapters drop. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments and would greatly appreciate your votes to support the story.

Alice It's after school, and I have realized that I need to try my hardest to make some friends. I even have the perfect plan. Our hockey team, The Fighting Devils, has a fan club that has been leaving notes all around campus. They are searching for new members, and even though I know nothing about this violent sport, I think this could be my chance. Many girls are in the fan club, and I will join them. Brilliant plan, right? If only I weren't so nervous...

Have fun but not too much. Have a good read. Read with caution. Anna was my best friend. She lived across the street with her sexy brother, Reid. I’ve known Anna since kindergarten even though she doesn’t know I have a huge crush on her brother Reid. Reid was a hockey player who had a hot body. He would always come back sweaty and would hop into the shower. I most times imagined what he looked like without the clothes.

By‍ Monday morning, Camero‌n Hayes w⁠as trending for reasons that ha‍d nothing to do with hockey. ‘#Came‌naScandal’ sa⁠t at the t‍op of every sport⁠s blog'⁠s fe‍ed, the parking lot kiss dissected f⁠ra⁠me‌ by fr⁠ame, paired now with older photos someone had d‌ug up, the rink, the team dinner,‍ months of moments ne⁠ither of them had rea‍lized were being documented. A ta‍bloid ran the‌ headline ‘HOCK‌EY'‌S⁠ GOLDEN BOY'S FORBIDDEN STEPSISTER RO⁠MANCE⁠’, and it spread faster than anything Lena had eve‌r se‌en move⁠ online.

##Chapter 10: Cassidy Book One: Stay "This is going to be so much fun! Thanks again for coming with me tonight." Snuggling into her jacket, Brooklyn bounces excitedly on the bleacher seat as her gaze tracks the hockey players skating by the Plexiglas that surrounds the ice. "That's him, number fifty-five." A dreamy look fills her large green eyes. As she sighs, her warm breath escapes into the frigid air of the rink. I roll my eyes even though she isn't paying me the slightest bit of attention.

“People always reminded me who he was. The famous player. The handsome star. The man who could date anyone.” Her fingers twisted together. “They acted like I had won something when he wanted me.” I did not interrupt. “At first, it felt romantic. Then every disagreement became proof I was ungrateful. If he cancelled plans, I needed to understand because hockey came first. If I complained, he reminded me how many women would gladly accept my place.” Anger tightened in my chest. “He said that?” “Not always directly.” “That does not make it better.” “I know that now.” She looked at me.