Offside Hearts Nikki Lawson Novels & Stories

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

"Although Derrick was pretending and playing his cards like a friend, Lala still felt uncomfortable about his presence. And now that she realized she was out of powers, she needed to be extra careful. The moment Derrick left to collect some kitchen stuff, Lala made a call to Oliva. She was the only one who could help her at the moment. She was Derrick's wife after all. On returning, Derrick was super surprised to find Oliva in the house too but he didn't show his grief because if he did, Lala would've been suspicious of him and that was something he never wanted to see happening. At least his dream was coming true. He always wanted Lala for himself and if it wasn't him then no one else shoul

I say with a fake smile, and everyone laughs, they all have enemies, but who would have done that? "I'll keep an ear out, and make sure no one comes and tries to touch you again," Thalia says and I nod thankful for her, she used to be some kind of mafia lawyer, but those are just rumours, nothing for sure, and she's one who respect the law, hence why we all work for her. "So tell me more who you got around here?" Alice another lawyer asks me. "I got Hore, you know her," I say with a shrug. "Don't play dumb, I mean any hot nurses? Doctors? Patients?" she asks me with a smile on her face.

"Well... I... I don't. I couldn't. I don't know. I just... just thought that I was out and didn't want a few people to know. Turns out, I didn't want everyone I care about to know." "Aww. But I'd never judge you." Her blue eyes are big and like a warm flame as her eyes scan my face. "I didn't know." "I understand. Not like we've been childhood besties or something. But I'm an ally." "Yeah, I get it." She nods solemnly. "Okay, we're all good and chummy, we get it." Liam butts in, slapping Ali's hand away from mine and turning to face me completely. "So, how did your hockey friends react? I saw one of them walk away like he was mad or something. He's that stuck-up captain, right?"

because if I had sat there and watched Sydney choose Marcus with Jamey's cameras pointed at us, the story circulating right now would have been significantly worse. I lifted my glass. "Good to know. Enjoy your night." Sasha stood, picked up her champagne, took exactly two steps away, then stopped. She came back slowly and placed a small card on the bar in front of me. Room thirty two, written in neat handwriting. "I do not like to wait," she said, "so don't take long." She walked away without looking back and I sat there holding the card and feeling, for the first time since I arrived at this party, like the night might not be a complete waste.

" That guy couldn't be harassing you like that." " Nicolas is right, Vivi " Julia agreed delicately. " The best thing now is for all of us to go home, because we are in need, after all this movement." Cecilia remained silent, like her arms crossed, and her appearance was not good at all. She even seemed in a state of shock, forever since they had come across the confusion there in the nightclub, she had been silent, without saying even a word. "I'll take you guys, girls," Henrique offered.

Coach answered first before everyone else looked up. "Here." The presenter looked up from his tablet and smiled politely. "You'll be playing them this afternoon." Nikola's smile disappeared so quickly it almost looked painful. He slowly—very slowly—sank lower into his chair. "I spoke too soon." The other players looked at them with pity, like they shouldn't have been the ones. Lukas stood to speak, “Excuse me.” And every eye landed on him. Nikola panicked and whispered angrily. “What are you doing?!” Lukas ignored him and continued speaking.

“I've fucking heard this a hundred times.” The office went strangely quiet. Both their eyes were fixed on him. Never had Olivia heard him speak as loudly as he had just done. But despite that, she wasn't sure she would be able to back down now. She wouldn't leave until that blank contract file on the table was signed by both of them. "So what, if I caused this, is that enough reason for me to settle for a mere stranger I barely even know? She isn't even that attractive." “Noah,” Olivia called out to him.

"Yesterday, you stood in front of a league compliance officer and told him there was no exit strategy left. If you think you're going to slide back into that west wing the second the sun comes up to protect your focus, you're dead wrong, pixie." "I am not going back to the west wing," Liam breathed, his blue eyes wide and dark as he met the captain’s volatile gaze. He tilted his face up into the warmth of Jaxson's palm, a quiet, sweet surrender that contrast sharply with the fierce defiance in his chest. "There is nothing left in that wing but an empty wardrobe, Jaxson. Marcus’s legal team made sure of that. If the league audits this apartment tomorrow, my skates are exactly where you told t

Her voice was barely above a whisper. I frowned, looking at her, wondering what she was about to say when we heard the sound of a thud. "… care!" Nikki? We both stood up and looked towards the back of the garden. What was she doing here? "That was an order, which you should have followed." Winona’s gentle yet firm voice came. "I don’t follow your rules. You are just an Omega who works for Leo! Remember that, scumbag!" Nikki’s voice came, filled with irritation and disdain.