Hockey Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

And then Jace laughed at something, loud and glanced back at the window again, and Ryder drove through another check that absolutely nobody had asked for. "Knox," the assistant coach called out from the side. "Save it for the game." He straightened up and said nothing. Across the rink, Luka watched him with an unreadable expression. Ryder shot him a look. Luka barely raised an eyebrow before Ryder looked away first. Mila's POV She was packing up when Jace appeared, slightly out of breath and still in his practice gear, his hair damp and pushed back off his forehead. "Heard you went to war with Sandra Briggs today," he said, dropping into the chair across from her.

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

He fell back onto the pillows, resting the back of his palm over his eyes, his lips turned down in a dramatic, grumpy pout. Valeria couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him. The terrifying, world famous Ice King of professional hockey was lying there looking so completely defeated, all because of one woman. Smiling softly, Valeria moved. She climbed directly on top of his broad chest, straddling his waist, and began placing soft, sweet pecks all over his jawline, cheeks, and lips to loosen up his moody face. "Come on, sulky boy," she persuaded gently, looking down into his dark eyes. "It's not like we aren't going to see each other! I'll come over every single weekend, and we can go on

My pulse thudded in my ears. Marienne didn’t even flinch—she leaned forward instead, seizing the moment. “Well, if Juno’s too busy, I’m sure I could squeeze you in. I have a knack for getting people back on their feet.” Her smile was all teeth. “Especially hockey players.” My jaw clenched so hard it ached. “Marienne.” Rhett tilted his head, considering her. Then, God help me, he smirked. “Good to know. But I think I’ll stick with Juno.” His voice dipped, low and suggestive. “She knows how to handle me.”

By the time I was ten minutes from home, the screen was flooded. At a red light, I finally glanced down. The first headline stared back at me. ALLIE AND CHASE’S SECRET COFFEE DATE: HOCKEY’S NEWEST ROMANCE? Below it was a clear photo of us outside the café—Chase close beside me, his hand near my back as we walked away from the cameras. The story was already everywhere. And I hadn’t even made it home yet.

I groan. “You say something?” She turns with narrows eyes. “Nope, nothing.” Great, so she heard me groaning. Fuckingfantastic. “How about Taking A Shot At Love?” Immi stops in her tracks and puts her hands on those tiny, sexy hips of hers. “It’s a Hallmark movie. You are so fucking with me right now, aren’t you?” “Seriously, darlin’. I am not fucking with you. I love Hallmark movies. I always watch them. Just because I’m some big burly hockey player, doesn’t mean I don’t like a bit of romance.” Honestly, am I that bad?

“Take this. It’s my hockey shirt—you can change into it.” I gave a stiff nod. Ryder turned his back to give me privacy, and I quickly peeled off my clothes, pulling his oversized jersey over my head. The soft fabric fell past my thighs, swathing me in his scent. He smelled ridiculously good—a mix of expensive cologne, cedarwood, and rain. “I’m done,” I whispered. Ryder turned back around, a warm smile lingering on his lips. “So... do we start by kissing, or...” My voice trailed off as he took a step into my space.

“You might fall recklessly in love with me.” Her eyes narrow. Her jaw clenches as she strides toward me, stabbing her index finger at my chest. “Listen to me,” she hisses. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but being a hockey star in the NHL isn’t enough to make me fall for you. So get that fantasy out of your oversized head.” “Ohh,” I grin wider, loving how worked up she is. “I don’t think you’ll fall for me, Lucy. I know you will. And I’m just saving you the heartbreak of falling for someone who’ll never feel the same way.”

The moment the lock clicked, his dark amber eyes snapped up, locking onto mine through the dim light. “Noah,” he rasped out, his voice thick, rough, and low. I did not answer with words. I dropped my helmet onto the floorboards. The heavy rubber skates hit the rug in long, fast strides as I closed the distance between us. I threw my arms around his broad neck, hauling my weight up. Adrian caught me without flinching. His large, calloused hands slammed over my hips, dragging my lower body flush against his bare chest, lifting me clean off the floorboards.

Tamara’s POV Hockey practice on Monday was like watching a car crash happen in slow motion. I didn’t mean to go. I told myself I was just walking to the rink to grab a textbook Elena had left there after the game. That was the lie I told myself, and I almost believed it until I found myself standing in the bleachers with my backpack slung over one shoulder, watching them warm up.