Offside Avery Keelan Novels & Stories

Feet fast enough to blur, like his body was always just ahead of his thoughts. Too fast. Too reckless. Too goddamn young. Liam crossed his arms tighter, narrowing his eyes as Noah sprinted past the back line with a grin that didn’t belong here, not in this league, not on a rookie. “Watch the offside!” Liam barked, sharp and sudden. Noah barely turned his head. Just lifted a hand in a lazy, cocky little salute like he’d heard the command and decided it didn’t apply to him. Liam exhaled through his nose. He knew boys like that. He used to be one.

scandal.>>>>>>> control contract>>>>>> love neither of them could forget. When a private photograph threatens to destroy hockey superstar Noah Ashford's career, the media demanding answers and his furious fans refusing to let the story die which led to a contract with the photographer at the center of the scandal. Ethan Brooks agrees to become Noah's “ambiguous friend” but the more they face the cameras together, the harder it becomes to separate acting from reality when old feelings begin resurfacing. And when the pressure becomes impossible to escape, Noah and Ethan must decide whether their love is strong enough to survive in Noah's world

Olivia explained to him, "It hasn't been peaceful around me lately. My family is worried about me, so we thought that I was being targeted by criminals. I'm so sorry, Mr. Avery." "So that's the case. It's my fault. I was so focused on trying to repay you and ended up causing trouble." Kelvin felt uneasy when he saw how quickly Avery's attitude changed. Avery was famous for being a wealthy bachelor. He hoped that Avery hadn't set his sights on Olivia. That would be terrible news for Ethan. He was already divorced from Olivia. It wouldn't matter if Avery was just another regular man, but he wasn't. Kelvin intentionally looked at Olivia, asking, "Mrs. Miller, do you know each other?"

By the time Jeffery and a group of girls celebrate their fifth victory against Caleb and his beer pong partner, Kayla—the petite girl—I, on the other hand, have already peed twice in the ground-floor restroom. Honestly, I’m baffled. I’ve only downed two cans of Mountain Dew. “I’m going to play. Can I be your partner?” The voice sounds familiar, but I turn to confirm it. It’s Avery. A loud snort escapes my throat; she probably hears it, judging by the stern look she shoots my way. “Nice to see you here, sis-in-law.” Her tone has an edge. “What?” Kayla looks puzzled. “She tends to exaggerate,” I say, rolling my eyes, and Kayla scoffs.

Killian thought sarcastically as he pleaded inwardly for Constanza to come soon. "Oh hey Ava, I made a new friend and he is a big fan of yours" Helena replied. Killian's heart sunk even deeper into his stomach when he heard the name 'Ava'. Hell no! Killian hadn't wanted Ava to see him. What was he going to do now? "Really, you must be mistaken Helena, what have I done to make me have a fan?" Ava asked Helena. Ava's voice was beautiful, Killian thought. "Oh come off it child! You have done a lot" Helena said in a scolding tone.

she said, her voice sharpening, "the two hottest dudes on campus are literally running their whole evenings around some cowgirl who does not even know how to apply lip liner properly." I stopped. I turned around slowly and looked at her. I walked back towards her calmly as I took her chin lightly and looked at her directly. "I am going to say this once. Keep her name off your lips." She smiled slowly. "Or what?" "Or I'll make sure you understand exactly why you should," I said, "because at least she is not walking around parties looking for someone to get wet for." Her smile dropped. She stared at me and I could see it land as I let her chin go and stepped back.

Dylan states as a matter of fact. "Well, I don't want to watch Purple Hearts." Nate folds his arms over his chest. "W...what?" Dylan's eyes are blown wide, and he's totally affronted. "Well, what do you wanna watch?" "—Avengers." "—The Witcher." "—Disney Channel?" All three of them chorus at the same time. "You see, this is why I have to choose." He turns to Nate. "You've watched his Avengers over a thousand times now." "Only 50 times."

Flashbulbs went off in a chaotic barrage, popping violently in my eyes as cameras were thrust into our faces. As the officers forced my head down to shove me into the back of the squad car, my eyes scanned the crowd across the street. Standing quietly beneath the shade of a massive oak tree was Dr. Arthur Reeves. He was wearing a crisp charcoal suit, his leather briefcase resting comfortably in one hand. As I was jammed into the cold leather backseat, he slowly lifted his free hand, adjusted the frame of his glasses, and gave me a smooth, cold, victorious smile. He had framed us. He had used Emily's body to trap us in a nightmare we couldn't fight our way out of, all while keeping Ross chain

Avery asked suddenly as they walked, and Caden’s eyes fell on the blue ribbon tied on her wrist, which made him grin. “Blue.” “Since when were you in-” Caden stomped on Andy’s feet before he could complete making Janet and Lara cover their mouths, trying to hide the smiles. Andy hissed in pain while Avery watched them in confusion. “I’m in team blue. Andy and Janet are in green. While we will have to assign a team to Lara.” Caden said with a wide smile, and Andy’s eyes widened. Andy had never known he was in team green and not in team blue until Caden had mentioned it now.

The steady, mechanical click of the titanium valve was audible in the background—a heartbeat of steel and survival. "I’m here, Dominic," Avery whispered, her forehead resting against the cold glass. "The mountain is gone," he said. "Cillian... he’s offline. Permanent. I’m waiting for the extraction team. Vogel says my heart rate is stabilizing." "Come home," Avery said, a single tear finally escaping and tracing a path through the soot on her cheek. "The Bronx is waiting. And Dominic... I kept your seat at the table." "I don't want the table, Avery," he whispered. "I just want the waitress."