Puck Puckerman Novels & Stories

he smiles "I have heard nothing but good things about you " By one in the afternoon we still chilling drinking non alcoholic punch swimming I am really enjoying Ryan's company he's cool maybe after Mr Parker we can date is that too much ? Maybe but I don't care. Mr Parker and three of his buddies walk up to the pool house with boxes of pizza and beers the greet us then proceed. I stand up taking off my bikini cover reaching for the sunscreen when I see that Mr Parker have settled down the seat he took is facing right straight at me. "Ryan could you be a darling and get my back" he practically jumps at the opportunity. His hands so soft around my shoulders I could get use to this.

Then he picks up his coffee. "What do you need me to say on record." I ask him four questions. He answers all four clearly, directly, without hedging. By the time we're done I have exactly what I need — an eyewitness account of the contract approvals from someone inside the organization with no financial motive to lie. I stop the recorder and put it away. "Thank you," I say. "Don't make me regret it." He stands and pulls on his jacket. "And tell Cole to stop skating alone at eleven at night. Paulson's going to bench him for a twisted ankle before the season even starts."

“Come to think of it, nothing beats picking pucks with an Alpha. Don’t you think?!” I didn’t respond. I moved further, getting away from his jerk-embedded personality. He followed me, not closely but behind me. “Alpha’s picking pucks,” he sang. “Picking pucks with Alpha.” He repeated it over and over again. I decided to just keep quiet until I finished this. I wouldn’t let his silliness put me in deeper shit than I already was. He was not going to drag a person of title like me into the mud. Minutes passed by as we picked the pucks. I decided to engage my mind with other things, especially the task ahead of me and the whole writing in that paper.

"That's a first." "It's not about Max," Ethan clarified. "It's about you." I raised an eyebrow. "Me?" I pointed at myself. "What did I do?" "This is the first time Max has ever turned down Piper," he informed me. So, that's her name, Punky's real name is Piper. "All because the two of you had plans to meet up." Wow, really? I hadn't even confirmed my visit the second time this topic came up in our conversation, yet Max was confident enough to decline another girl.

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

Mary cut in, raising an eyebrow. "Em, when's the last time you did anything fun?" I opened my mouth to argue, but the words died on my lips. When was the last time? Between the endless reports, the late nights, and the constant pressure to prove myself in a sea of male engineers, fun had become a foreign concept. "That's what I thought," Mary said, her voice softening. "Come on, there's this new club opening tonight. Club Enigma. Very exclusive, very mysterious. I managed to snag us some tickets."

“It is an honor.” "The honor is mine, sir. Thank you for the invite.” My words were polite. My throat felt dry; my hands were steady because there wasn’t room for shaking. Not here. Not now. " I'm Thane Slade, professional hockey player with the New York Sentinels. What you're doing here with the foundation, ending child marriage... it's extraordinary work." I decided to introduce myself. His grip remained firm as he held my hand a beat longer than necessary. "Please, call me Agu. Formality makes me uncomfortable."

The way her screams filled the ranch, I kid you not Luna could have heard her a quarter of a mile away. “Brannigan, head on the ice and not on your love life.” Coach yells out to me, fucker. “You’re so pussy whipped, Bro.” Hawk says as he passes me the puck to drive into the net. I flip him the bird. “You’ll be next, Bro mark my words. That young thing you’ve been seeing she’s gonna want a ring on her finger.” “Nah, not me mate, I’ve made it perfectly clear to her that I’m not the commitment kind of guy.”

" She responded "furthermore I barged in and a female was fucking herself directly in front of him.Today was the most humiliating day of my whole existance on this planet." She moaned and scratched her head. "You've gotten yourself into a lot of trouble.Yes,we are, do you have any idea who the St Patricks are?! They are one of the world's most powerful brothers.James is one of the most powerful businessmen in the world, and you destroyed his automobile,therefore he wants you to pay him back. Tommy St Patrick,his older brother is not someone you should meet" Paz's pupils dilated .

“Well, someone's all flared up. I can almost see how the hair on your neck stands out. Makes me start to think your wolf really is weaker. You're definitely not a beta.” “That is none of your business.” “The required rank to join hockey teams in this pack stops at Beta. You're not one. That's really shady. Really really shady.” And then, I heard the sound of the blade scratching the ice and the puck running out of my hold. I let out a grunt before turning around. My eyes stayed pinned on his backview. That bastard. I started skating hurriedly. I had to get back the puck and win. A lot was at risk.