Hockey Romance Booktok Novels & Stories

The press conference room was packed university officials, reporters, NHL scouts in the back row watching Declan carefully. The athletic director gave us one final warning look before we took our seats at the front table. Declan reached over and laced our fingers together on the table. To the audience, it looked loving. Only I could feel how tightly he was gripping me. It was a silent reminder. The questions started easy. “How does it feel to turn rivalry into romance?” We gave the scripted answer. “The Vegas fight made us realize the passion was real. We eloped in the heat of the moment. We’re happier than ever.”

The headlines were worse. ‘Hockey star Duke Smith spotted with mystery woman. Is he cheating? My chest tightened. The comments were wild. I shouldn’t have read them. But I did. ‘Who is she? She definitely threw herself at him.’ ‘I want to see her face. Let’s see how she looks.’ ‘No woman comes between Duke and Lisa. They are our power couple ‘She’s probably ugly, that’s why he’s hiding her face’ I couldn’t read anymore. My hands started shaking. My breathing became uneven again.

“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.”

Hockey is a brutally demanding game, not just the physical exertion but everything else that goes with it, hell some players have been seriously injured on the ice. My phone beeps, I have it on vibrate, it’s my sister Henri. “Hey you,” I say as I shift in my seat in the VIP area to get a better look at Alex skating below, he has the puck, it looks like he is going to take a shot. I hold my breath as Henri speaks. “I’m all good, just got the head librarian role and couldn’t wait to tell you. Mom and dad are so happy for me. And I’m seeing someone.”

I flipped us, driving into her hard until I spilled deep inside her with a groan, burying my face in her neck. After, we lay tangled and sweaty. She traced the tattoos on my chest while I rubbed her back. “You okay?” I asked. “Seem a little distracted.” She hesitated, then shrugged. “Mom brought over some old hockey stuff. Fan-girl crap from when I was younger. It’s embarrassing.” I smiled, pulling her closer. “Nothing embarrassing about loving the game. Or players.” I kissed her forehead. “You don’t gotta hide shit from me.” She smiled but didn’t say more. I let it go, holding her tight. Her kindness with Spencer, her smarts at work, even her little secrets—they all made me fall harder.

Yup I'll be wandering down there shortly. ………. Alex I have never been so relieved as I was when Natasha sent me a kissy-face selfie she took the day after the dry humping incident that still makes me shake my head. I’ve been texting and talking to her nearly every night for the past eleven days. Mostly I call after games or practices and while aligning our schedules has been a challenge, I’m feeling okay as long as I get to hear her voice or get her cute texts before the end of the day. She's been busy at school with some book competition that I still don’t understand and I've been busy with this killer hockey schedule.

“You’re selfish, Hau Alexander Kane.” I tilted my head. “And you’re predictable, Alice Hau.” She adjusted herself on the bed, her movements stiff. “We’ve allowed you to play hockey, but as for this sexuality and romance issue, end it.” My brows furrowed. “End what?” “This nonsense,” she said. “Whatever… phase this is. Your involvement with that Eve girl. Your behavior. All of it. You need to focus on Geneva if you want to continue hockey.” I stared at her for a second… then burst into laughter.

“And I also think he is targeting me and trying to get me off of the team an-“ I asserted to say again but Ryder cut me off. “Wait, wait…how the fuck do you know all of this?” he questioned suspiciously How fucking else? “The bastard dared to tell me himself. Can you believe that?” I replied. Well, he did tell me about him trying to sleep with Astrid but not about the hockey part but I am certain of it.I thought to myself.