Hockey Romance Book Novels & Stories

"Hello, sir. My apologies for the inconvenience. I didn't know the room situation would be so… stressful for the Alpha." Mr. Darius's eyes widened a little. "You… you two know each other?" Riven opened his mouth to say something, but I was faster. I just smiled, a simple, disarming smile. "Yes, sir. We just met today. But we’re teammates on the hockey team. He's my captain, so..." Mr. Darius’s face brightened immediately. "Oh! That's wonderful! That's even better! This is a good thing then! You two can get to know each other better as teammates. Riven, I think this is solved then!"

Lucas We step into the rink, and I’ve got my hockey stick in one hand and a head full of thoughts about Aria. Yeah, her. The girl who just told me she’s fine with being my fuck mate. Like, does she really mean that? Because if she does, damn, I’m in trouble. I can still feel her wetness on my fingers, and hear the way she moans my name. Shit. My wolf’s been growling in my head ever since. He wants her just as much as I do.

If that's all she can move in one day, then she'll be back and forth from her apartment dozens of times. Flipping off the lights, I head back to the bedroom. Hannah is in the same spot, eyes glued to the page of her book. I take a step towards her... and another... But her gaze doesn’t budge. Does she see me? I clear my throat, but her focus stays the same. I clear it again, and her eyes fly to meet mine. "Yes?" she grits out. "My apologies. I know your hockey boyfriend must be really captivating." "He is, thank you." The spine slaps against her stomach, irritation digging lines into her forehead.

He was outraged. "Isn't that true?" Hannah wasn't intimidated at all. Meeting his eyes, she scoffed and quipped, "You're well aware of why you're dating Ms. Sorsby. How absurd of you to demand her to fawn over you when you've been leeching off her. Do you really think you're Prince Charming?" Cedric was undeniably favored by fate as he was the protagonist of this book. However, did he still expect things would stay the same once realization dawned on Diana? She was no longer the sacrifice for his and Misty's romance.

Arabel has spent years worshipping two people: the boyfriend who made her feel chosen and the mother who made her feel safe. Both shatter in one night. After catching Daniel and her mother together, she flees home and moves into the girls’ hostel at school, determined to disappear into hockey and silence. Damian Kane—her captain, the undefeated god of the ice—has always been off-limits. Controlled. Distant. Dangerous. The night she breaks, he finds her. What follows is brutal, carnal, and seared into her memory. She wakes up hating him for it. Only later does she learn the truth: Damian had been drugged with a powerful aphrodisiac. He was not entirely himself. And once the haze cle

"Yeah, by me. Yesterday in the dining hall, remember? When you were reading that thick philosophy book and I probably interrupted at exactly the wrong moment. Wasn't entirely sure you'd remember, to be honest." I raise an eyebrow, filing away this piece of previously unknown information about my friend's social interactions. Riley mentioned nothing about being personally invited by hockey players, which suggests either deliberate omission or her characteristic tendency to downplay anything that might be construed as romantic interest. "Did you watch the game?" Liam asks, tilting his head with the kind of focused interest that suggests her answer actually matters to him beyond simple post gam

Both making me question everything I thought I knew about who I was fighting against — and who I was fighting for. I closed my eyes, letting the silence wrap around me. Tomorrow’s practice loomed. Victor Harlow’s calls were mounting. The team’s bets were getting bolder. Coach’s calculations kept turning. But tonight, in the dark, with messages from an unexpected rival and the man I was falling for sleeping inches away, I wondered how much longer I could keep balancing on this knife’s edge before everything finally broke. How much longer could I keep pretending this was only about hockey, when the truth was already slipping through the cracks — pulling me between two men who both wanted me in

“Good evening, sir. Welcome to Emperor Wolves Restaurant. Can I please take your orders?” Rylan grits his teeth, still confused about why she is working here. Of course, he is not aware of everything that has happened. He has skipped college and even ice hockey practice to get over his heartbreak and also start preparing for the wedding. He has been busy, which has been helpful for him because the exhaustion keeps his mind distracted.

My hands pause on my skate for half a second before I keep untying the lace like the question doesn’t mean anything. “Madison?” Ryan says. “Yeah, you know Madison.” Another guy across the room whistles. “Everyone knows Madison.” I keep my head down. “Can’t say I remember.” Ryan laughs. “Bullshit.” Cole grins. “Walker’s little sister is a rocket. Like… dangerous rocket.” “Absolute problem,” someone else adds from the showers. “You look at her too long and Walker might actually kill you.” A defenseman walks by and chimes in, “Saw her at The Den last month. Half the bar stopped talking when she walked in.”

OFFSIDE TEMPTATION ( A DARK EROTIC HOCKEY ROMANCE) BOOK 6 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.