Ice Hockey Romance Novels Novels & Stories

He scanned the ice like he owned it, then his eyes landed on me. He smirked. Practice continued, but it felt different now. More aggressive. Damien kept glancing my way while he warmed up. Then, during a break, he skated right over to the boards where I was standing. “Hey there,” he said, flashing that easy smile. “You new around here? Don’t think I’ve seen you at these things before.” “I’m with the school paper,” I answered, trying to keep it professional. “Pretty girl like you wasting time on these Northcrest idiots?” He leaned closer, voice dropping. “You should come check out Ridgeview sometime. I’ll give you a much better story.”

Everything about him felt easy. When he asked me to be his girlfriend, I didn’t hesitate. But he left. The moment he got the opportunity to become a hockey player, he chose it and left me behind. I remembered how broken I felt back then. How I cried for days, how I waited for him to come back, to explain, to say something that would make it hurt less. He never did. That was the moment I started hating hockey. Because to me, it took my love away. I almost forgot Duke was standing there until I felt his presence shift slightly beside me.

“Because hating you is the only thing I have control of right now, so save it.” I opened my mouth to respond, but was there a response for that? And that was all I could do because I would never be in his league. But now, his hate would destroy me. Zane leaned in closer, close enough that his breath ghosted over my lips through the gap in the boards. He was close enough that if I moved, even a tiny bit then I wouldn't miss. ”Don’t come to the rink again,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “Tomorrow morning, you’re the girl I’m in love with for the producers. And you’ll smile like this whole thing isn’t a nightmare.”

A violent jolt of electricity shot up my arms at the contact. "You can't ice me out," Kael murmured, leaning in so close I could feel the warmth of his breath against my jaw. His eyes darkened, stripping away the arrogant hockey star and leaving only the obsessed, volatile boy who shared a bathroom wall with me. "Not on the ice. And definitely not at home. The MVP bet still stands. And every time you pull a stunt like this, you just prove to me how close you are to shattering." "Let go of me," I ordered, my voice betraying a faint, agonizing tremor.

I whispered the headline and hovered my finger over the screen, contemplating on if Ii should open the article. My heart was pounding by the second and with a deep breath, I tapped on it and it opened instantly. I swallowed and swiped up. The headline was the first thing I saw then a few words about the writer followed. I scrolled to the start of the article and started to read; Son of billionaire business man, Anthony Hogan and Heiress of the Hills Global Communication company were spotted having a romantic dinner date at a restaurant and the pair looked like the perfect couple. Sources say that the two rekindled while on a trip recently and they have been together ever since then. There ar

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.”

“If I haven’t met anyone in three years, then I probably won't meet anyone else for the rest of my life. Mom, you’ve introduced me to so many different women in the past three years and I never laid my hands on any of them. Isn’t that right?” “Serena counts. Aren’t the two of you getting along just right? If you don’t like Serena, I can accept that lover of yours named Suzy too!” “There’s no feeling between Serena and I. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have dragged on for three years without getting married. As for Suzy, she’s just a student I helped before. There’s nothing going on between us.” “You… What’s so great about that woman?” Heather was so angry she could not speak coherently.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

Then the distance turned sharp. Now he barely looked at me. When he did, it was with that blank hockey-player stare, like I was just another face in the crowd he skated past. I turned the corner toward the library — my safe zone during lunch — and nearly collided with a broad chest wrapped in a letterman jacket. Strong hands caught my elbows to steady me. The scent hit first: clean sweat, mint gum, and something colder, like ice from the rink. Jax. Up close he looked even taller than on the ice. Dark hair still damp from morning practice, jaw tight, eyes the kind of blue that used to make me feel seen. Today they flicked over me quickly — recognition, then something unreadable.