Jj Mccarthy Hockey Novels & Stories

Just the flat, direct question of a man who had been watching and had seen enough. "I am fine," I said. "You put Marcus into the boards like he owed you money." "It was a drill—" "It was a supervised practice session," Coach said, "not a fight. You are playing like something is sitting on your chest and you are trying to skate it off. It is not working and it is going to put someone in the medical room if you do not bring it down." He looked at me steadily. "Take a breath. Find the reset. You are better than this."

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa

I just wished that she would understand that I was here for her, and she didn’t need to go through things by herself anymore. “Room for one more?” a familiar voice said. I was just about to hit the puck into the net when I looked up and saw Matt standing by the entrance of the rink. He was in his gear with his hockey stick in hand, and shot me a warm smile. I nodded, not speaking as he got onto the ice and skated over to me. We flicked the puck back and forth for a while, neither of us talking. It was relaxing just to play some friendly hockey with my friend, and if I pretended that all of the drama in the world didn’t exist, it really did feel like old times.

“Blackmoor doesn’t just play to win. We play to break. We’ll win tomorrow, so we can't have fun with you guys just yet..” Before Johanis can respond and even hastily step forward to confront whoever it is, the presence recedes. We hear the soft scrape of boots on tile, then nothing. The cold in the air lifts slowly, but the weight it left behind hangs heavy. Johanis was left with no choice but to sigh and wait a full minute before moving to check the door. He pulls it open to find the hallway empty—except for a single black hockey puck lying just outside, etched with a jagged claw mark. He picks it up, turning it over in his hand. His expression is unreadable, but I can feel the tension coil

He winked at me sweetly before leaving to go get us something to eat. Jerry McCoy is like the only boy I talk to freely in school, he is my other best friend apart from Dora. The co captain, Madison High football team, He's tall, muscly and gorgeous in a good kind of way. When we were still freshmen, i had crushed on him for like three months and we really bonded well. Just that, he was part of the popular kids and eventually he became friends with Jacey. In Sophomore year, Jerry had become Jacey Carter inseparable best friend. He was recruited in the football team, still popular with his dark hair and dark brown eyes.

I can’t help but smile at the touching sight. I notice out of the corner of my eye that the doors to the rink have opened. A few hockey players begin to make their way out, jostling with one another and greeting their friends and family. I find myself searching the crowd again, looking to see if Aiden is nearby as well. My focus is broken when the man next to me elbows me in the side. “Well, well, well,” he says smugly. I look to see what he’s reacting to. That’s when I see the Jumbotron out of the corner of my eye.

"Well, he is quite famous, and his name might ring a bell. His name is Jace Harrington, the hockey star." "What!" My heart and my jaw dropped simultaneously. The phone nearly slipped from my trembling fingers.

Marty air quoted. "That's rough." Jared replied. "Dude! You’re not into my sister are you!?” Marty asked. “What? No!” Jared blushed. “Okay.” Marty responded. Sophomore year for MJ and Jessi. Maddi, Jared, Marty, and Dalton are all juniors. 1st day of school is here again. “So, MJ, are you doing the same sports?” Jared asked. “Yep.” She replied. The week of tryouts finally started. So far, the year had started off better than last year. MJ hasn’t even had a run in with Danielle. Shocking right?

For my lack of a wolf? The humiliation I’d made out of myself at the game tonight? Alpha Rhys Jaeger is known as the “Mad Alpha”, mentally deranged Coach who keeps himself off the ice during the games but keeps his pack hockey players in check. While he stands beside Alpha Silas, he looks more calm than the rumors portrayed, towering over even Silas’s pure muscles and height of 6 '2. Everyone knows about him. Or… thinks they do. They say he doesn’t have control when he shifts. That he’d killed Alphas during games, that he doesn’t keep wives, but sex slaves and trophies.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I