Hockey Love Books Novels & Stories

“Walk in late, act like you own the place, then disappear when real responsibility is mentioned.” I glanced at him. “I didn’t disappear,” I told him calmly. “I left to pursue my dream.” “That’s the same thing!” Adrian shot back. Our mother raised her hand slightly. “Please—can we not start like this?” But no one listened. My father began. “You think hockey is a career worth building an empire on?” My jaw tightened. “It already is.” A cold laugh from Adrian. “Sports?” he said. “You’re betting your entire life on sports?”

Lost in pleasure, I instinctively dug my fingers into his scalp and started pumping it through his lips. He couldn't take it all, and the last few inches had nowhere to go, but eventually let him set the pace. After a good bout of attending to my needs, he pulled off and directed his eyes my way, "Fuck yeah! This's what I love about hockey...right there!" Again, I watched him go at it, working his lips up and down the shaft. I grinned, "That right there's what I love about hockey...suck that dick...suck it...get it all rock hard for your ass!"

HUNTER “You fine” He said as he placed his big hard dick into my asshole I closed my eyes and winced in pain, then he started to ride me, but it was still not the same, nothing was, after him, the man who ruined my life into pieces I had quit hockey and all that I couldn’t even train for the Olympics properly. Anyway…. It’s been four years and I still couldn’t move on It’s been four years, and am married to Jeremy and have a grown ass son

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

She pleaded and I huffed. "Dad, the footage?" "Shut up! Can't you see she isn't feeling well?" He snapped, then led her out of the room and I chuckled in amazement. I was beginning to enjoy this. ......... The next day was the hockey match and I made sure to ignore Donald all through classes today, heading to the men's locker room to see Griffin and get his jacket. The room seemed deserted and I was about to leave when I bumped into a huge rock, my nose almost bruising due to the impact.

"I love you, sugar. You need to trust Brack. He knows what he's doing. I wouldn't have put you in his hands if I didn't believe he could keep you safe." No, he wouldn't. And, I also knew Brack would keep me safe or die trying. "I love you, Daddy." "Love you too, sugar. How about I read you a story?" I couldn't help the slight grin that formed on my lips. "Please." It took a few moments for him to find a book. Then, his soothing drawl warmed the cold that had settled into my body. I swayed slightly to the sound of his voice as tears sluiced down my cheeks. My father used books to speak from his heart. The story could be about any subject in the world, but the message was always love.

Hunter "I was open, why the hell didn't you pass to me?" I bit out for what had to be the millionth time. It didn't take a genius to realise what was happening, but I was annoyed to admit it had taken me a while to pinpoint the problem. But then again, it had never occurred to me that the team would be petty enough to risk their championship over a stupid sense of loyalty to Neal Matthews. Who by the way, deserved to be banned from ever touching a hockey stick again.

I started loving hockey because of you, which is embarrassing considering we’re very different. Everyone says you’re talented, but I don’t think that’s the reason people love watching you. I think it’s because when you’re on the ice, you look free. Like nothing can touch you there. I just wanted you to know that even if people turn against you someday, someone out there will still think you’re incredible. My ears burned after reading it. “Gosh! What the hell was wrong with me?” I dropped the phone onto the bed immediately like the words themselves could expose me.

Even hobbies. My agreement with Dad is very simple. I will do hockey for as long as I want, and Dad (who is just obsessed with me being all-round excellent,) will have to back up the instance that I decide that hockey seize to be a hobby. It has started to cross that line for me already, but I love ice hockey too much to give up now. It helped a lot when mum died. Maybe I would have tried to kill myself if I didn't have ice hockey to immerse myself into...

“I-I… “Sure you can't say a word because it's obvious that I don't look okay yet you chose to ask such an obvious question.” My heart dropped. “You knew didn't you?” “W…what are you talking about?” “You knew Kavrian would try to steal this from me.” I opened my mouth to speak, but he kept going. “I have loved hockey since I learned how to walk, I dwelled in the game and could give my life up for it. Sure, I had been a little lazy in the past few weeks but it doesn't change the fact that I love hockey Glinda. You knew this, yet you let Kavrian come swoop out the only thing that is still constant in my life.”