Skating With Hearts Novels & Stories

Coach crossed his arms now watching him carefully. “Nobody here gives a shit who you love,” he said bluntly. “You know what they DO care about?” Lukas stayed silent. “You're skating like absolute garbage today.” That actually made Lukas laugh once under his breath from pure exhaustion and Coach pointed at him immediately. “There…finally. Welcome back.” Lukas rubbed both hands over his face tiredly afterward. “The scouts—” “The scouts aren’t dropping you because you kissed somebody,” Coach cut in immediately. “They’re dropping you because you’re skating like your pregnant wife died.”

But Larissa had picked a song that was eerie and somber. A chilling intent permeated the air, engulfing the arena in an atmosphere of warfare and ambush, gripping everyone's hearts tightly. All eyes turned to the woman in the skating rink. Ambrose's gaze was fixed on her, unwilling to look away even for a moment. Larissa had styled her hair into a bun, revealing her slender neck and delicate, fair face. She stood quietly on the ice, exuding a sense of solemn purity. As the chilling music played, Larissa began to dance gracefully, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon. Elegant and beautiful, yet with an unyielding strength.

His dark hair was damp, sticking to his forehead, and his navy jacket hugged his broad shoulders as he moved. Skye caught herself staring from where she stood and quickly looked away, her cheeks warming at his sight despite the cold. She stepped closer to the boards, her sneakers squeaking against the rubberized floor. Knox noticed her then, his gaze flicking up as he skated to a stop. He tucked his helmet under one arm, his face flushed from exertion, and glided toward her, his skates scraping softly against the ice.

There is no way I will ever let him leave his profession. His assistant points and I lower my head to take a closer look at the ice. “Is that a, it’s a heart. He’s skating a heart. Oh, my goodness, it’s beautiful.” There’s a hush all over the rink, it’s as if he’s skating with no audience as we all watch Alex making a heart to stand out, right there in the middle of the rink. Music starts to play. It’s my favorite county singer, Chris Janson singing Holdin’ Her. Tears well up in my eyes, goosebumps raise all over my skin.

Yassssssss! “Oh when you walk by every night, talkin’ sweet and lookin’ fine, I get kinda hectic insiiiiide……” I’m spinning and kicking my legs out jiving, really giving it some welly. I see an elderly couple sat on a bench holding hands snuggling in to each other watching me, giving them a wink I carry on skating and singing hopefully quietly. The last thing I want is more embarrassing moments to add to my long list but i just can't help getting into the groove!

eyes light up, and with a nod, we intertwine our fingers, ready to embark on this icy dance together. The first glide sends a shiver of excitement through me, and we find our rhythm, our skates creating a duet of soft whispers against the frozen stage. The laughter and chatter of other skaters fade into the background as we lose ourselves in the melody, our bodies swaying in harmony with the music. "Whoo! Are you a ice skater I don't understand how you are doing this so well," I say as he twirls again this time pulling me closer to him.

"Thank you so much!" Stephen couldn't help but smile at her exuberance, his heart swelling with affection. He had orchestrated this surprise, hoping to see the sheer joy on her face. And as he watched her, he knew that he had succeeded beyond measure. Stephen's heart brimmed with joy as he witnessed Anna's excitement. He couldn't wait to embark on this enchanting ice skating adventure with her. "Let's gear up," he said, his voice filled with anticipation. "It's time for some ice skating magic."

Nina “Let me teach you how to skate.” I widened my eyes at Enzo’s words. I had just skated circles around the rink with him after only ever skating once before, and I hadn’t fallen once. But I had never thought about skating seriously. In fact, I had never even considered hockey or figure skating as particularly interesting sports until I started to get to know Enzo. After skating with him a couple of times, however, I was beginning to realize that I did enjoy the sport. It was fun, and it was good exercise. Even after just skating around in circles for a few minutes, I was already out of breath and little beads of sweat were beginning to form on my skin, causing my bangs to stick to my fore

Amanda's POV~ TV: "......Kiss me Darren, Kiss me.....I want to feel your heart beat in synchrony with mine.....*** They blonde boy and the brunette FL kiss passionately***........" "I can't believe they actually did it. They finally realized who they both were" I said with a warm smile on my face. I was enjoying this and frankly, I was a sucker for romantic love stories. I could literally watch 'em all day. I was enjoying the soap when suddenly, they cut it off and an Asian male news anchor appeared on the screen with the title "BREAKING NEWS!" appearing at the bottom part of the screen.