Pucking Around Book 1 Novels & Stories

Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim at, and making sure they never got back up. Traitors hid behind expensive suits and fake smiles, knives ready to strike my back. But they forgot one thing: I played by the rules until someone played me dirty. And when they did, the retribution I served was tenfold. No one played me for a fool and lived. The cigarette had burned down to the filter. I crushed it into the ashtray, grinding it until the ember died. The tray wobbled on the edge of the table. My hand shot out to steady it, but the booze in my system dulled my reflexes. It tipped over, shattering into a thousand glinting shards.

I walked in and saw him. Riven was on the ice, alone, stick in hand, angrily shooting pucks. Most of them missed. He looked exhausted, furious, and completely broken. “Fuck!” he yelled, kicking the puck away in frustration. I stepped onto the ice, my voice soft. “Was that ‘fuck’ or ‘puck’?” Riven spun around, eyes widening when he saw me. “No pun intended,” I winked. “How do you know I would be here? What are you even doing here?”

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

I caressed her face and pressed her cute nose. "Don't worry, she's a heavy sleeper!" I mumbled and pushed her down on the couch. Everything turns silent around us. The only sound we heard is the intense beating of our hearts. Our eyes met and I suddenly felt an extreme attraction like magnets between us. I feel like I was alive again. We only have fifteen minutes to fucked each other so I didn't waste any seconds while I'm with Lucy. The hard part of me is now ready to conquer her tight world. As my lips touch her neck, it started to act crazy. I began planting small hickeys on it and she moans as my tongue licks her bare skin.

I push my fingers through my hair. “It’s not.” “Then show me what I did wrong,” he says in the softest voice I've ever heard from him, the knots in my stomach now doing a rapid dance. "Okay." That's all I could say. Fucking okay. I skate to the puck and set it at center. I’m about to demonstrate when I move back to reset the starting position, and my leg catches his. I tumble sideways. "01!" Remington screams. I think I hear Elliott’s voice as well, but I can't say, as I feel Remington grab my jersey. Wrong move—it brings him down with me instead of stabilizing us both, and we go down together.

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

“Lucid, girl. Now, we dance.” END BOOK 1

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"In that case, I think the pizza can wait." End of Book One: Incendiary

he asked as his lips curled upward. Sherly's gaze locked onto his, the playful glint in her eyes unwavering. "How about a little game? I want you to be the Dom, and I'll be your willing sub." A surprised expression crossed George's face, but the thrill of the suggestion sent a shiver down his spine. He hesitated for a moment before finally nodding. "Alright, Babe. Let's play." The room filled with the anticipation of a newfound dynamic as they embarked on an unexpected journey, exploring desires and boundaries that had been hidden beneath the surface. The night unfolded in a dance of passion and control, with Sherly and George surrendering to the uncharted territories of their desires.