Hockey Player Romance Books Novels & Stories

She picked up her book and shut it close the next second. “Damn Emily, way to kill the vibe,” Joseph mouthed. “You are a piece of shit, Joseph. Shut the fuck up and go back to gooning on animated series,” Emily jabbed. As Joseph cleared his throat and pretended to act unbothered, Chris walked into the class, reading the thick awkward tension. Our eyes met but I quickly looked away as he breathed in and pressed his lips together. “Another puppet,” Deej scoffed in a whisper. Chris walked to his seat, pumping his shoulders up and muttered. “I guess the theory is true. The football team and the hockey team are sworn to hate each other and it transcends their relationship.”

brushed against her in the kitchen, my hand grazing her hip. She jumped, her book nearly falling from her hands. "Sorry, Em," I said, but my voice was low, husky. "No problem," she mumbled, but her cheeks were pink, and she wouldn't meet my eyes. I started leaving little hints. One evening, I found one of her books on the coffee table, a steamy romance with dog-eared pages. I flipped through it, reading a scene where the hero pins the heroine against a wall, thrusting into her with raw passion.

She pulled him into a careful hug, mindful of the IV line, and felt him relax into it, some of the tension of the last several hours finally starting to bleed out of both of them. From the doorway, Luca cleared his throat gently. “Hey, Nico. I’m Luca.” Nico’s eyes went wide, recognition dawning fast. “You’re the hockey guy. From the show. Isabella’s” he glanced at his sister, uncertain of the terminology “boyfriend? Fake boyfriend? I’ve genuinely lost track of the storyline.” “Real one, as of tonight,” Luca said, a small smile tugging at his mouth despite the exhaustion. “Long story. I’ll catch you up sometime when you’re not hooked up to an IV.”

he said. Jade raised a brow. "God..." A beat of silence. "I'm sorry, Elliot. I love you so much and I want you to fuck me so hard till I come" Jade said. Elliot smirked. Jade let out a low, shaky gasp as Elliot's hand finally slid back down, His hands went deep into Elliot's hair, pulling him down into a deep, bruised kiss. The rest of the world, media, hockey world vanished deep into the rest of the night.

My whole body froze when I looked up and saw a bunch of Westlake players towering over me. “That's enough,” a deep baritone voice came from behind the players, and they parted instinctively. My eyes were blurry as he stepped forward, and I could only see him when he leaned closer to me, stretching a hand towards me. “Come… let me help you up.” My heart started racing like crazy as I stared at his green eyes, and I squealed in my subconscious. THE CAPTAIN OF THE WESTLAKE HOCKEY TEAM, WAS STARING AT ME WITH ALL SERIOUSNESS.

“You talk about her all the time now. Something about the situation just gives me a bad feeling. I guess I don't trust her as much as I did when she interviewed.” Oliver squeezed the bridge of his nose with his fingers, in an attempt to stop the oncoming headache. “Nikki, I talk about her all the time because physical therapy is my life right now. She's the only person I see. My whole world has become this stupid knee and she's helping me fix it. So in that way, yes, she has basically become my whole world.” “You're sleeping with her, aren't you?” Nikki asked, her tone even more accusatory than usual.

Kelsey Sawyer had taken our picture and this time she winked. By morning, the morning paper arrived and you won't believe the headlines : “STAR HOCKEY PLAYER ACCEPTS GIRLFRIEND'S PREGNANCY.” Someone should just kill me.

OFFSIDE TEMPTATION ( A DARK EROTIC HOCKEY ROMANCE) BOOK 7 Intro; Lena Marquez has one personal rule: Never date professional athletes. As a senior editor constantly surrounded by hockey players, athletes with god complexes, reckless habits and commitment issues disguised with expensive smiles, she knows better than to fall for men built like a walking bad decisions. But then she meets Mercer Hayes. He’s Chicago’s star defenseman who’s cold, heavily tattooed, emotionally unreadable and terrifyingly calm for a man constantly involved in on-ice fights. Fans call him The Wall because nothing gets through to him.

Expect: ❄️ hockey rivalry 🐺 possessive alpha energy 🖤 forced proximity ❄️ locker room tension 🐺 secrets that can ruin everything 🖤 emotional damage ❄️ hate that slowly turns into something much more dangerous 🌶️Spicy smut Noel thought hiding the truth would keep him safe. He was wrong. please note, it's a slow burn romance but I promise it will worth your time and of course good smut🌶️🌶️🌶️ Leave a comment if you're ready to get marked on ice🧊

Why not just do it now? I sighed loudly and started. “Well, it's not as crazy as yours. Some of us didn't join gangs.” I said sarcastically. “You wound me.” “Yeah. Err, I used to have this boyfriend earlier in college. He was….is a hockey player too. I really liked him then. Though he felt the same way about me. It turned out that he was with me basically because of a bet. Cliche right?” I laughed at my own joke. But nothing seemed funny to Liam because his face was witching up from what I could see here.