Taylor Hill Hockey Novels & Stories

She isn’t supposed to be here. “What’s that got to do with you?” She shrugged my shoulder and walked past me. I chulked dryly. My eyes darted around and nothing looked different. I quickly set up the place and headed down to the arena. Today's game isn’t between the school teams. We have hockey players from another college— Fanghill College playing against the hockey players in the Mooncrest College. I've seen them practice a few times, and just from their practice section… I could see the improvement in the players. Damon actually does a good job training them

"You know this will help you gain your position back on the team really fast. You need to work harder if you want to prove yourself of being worthy." He's right, and I know it. Ever since we got in trouble, we've been working to get back to where we were before. The coach has been giving us a chance to redeem ourselves, but we have to show up and put in the effort. But right now, I just can't focus on hockey. My mind is too messed up thinking about Tara and this whole Jake situation. "I'm not going," I tell him again, my voice coming out harsher than I intended. "Just leave me alone about it."

It was a call from Sylvia. "Caspian, I'm really sorry to bother you at this hour. But there's an emergency at Dragon's Hill!" she urgently spoke. "Get to the point!" Caspian glanced at Willow, who was still sound asleep. He answered in a lowered voice. "My informant just told me that Taylor has entered Dragon's Hill with over 500 special forces soldiers and an elderly man!" Sylvia replied anxiously.

Lia settled into the bleachers, her heart racing with excitement as she watched the boys compete on the ice. Tyler stood out, gliding effortlessly across the rink with a grace that left her in awe. It was as if he had been destined to play hockey from the moment he could skate. With each swift movement, he danced around his opponents, demonstrating a skill that took both Lia and the crowd by surprise, especially when he outmaneuvered Asher, a player known to be the king of hockey in Crestwood.

Naylor asked, staring into his eyes as though they held the answers. “So that was it.” Graeme Clough said, biting his lower lip. “Do not allow anyone to report this news about his death.” He stood up and straightened his shirt. “Why? Why not?” “Do so if you're prepared to lose another.” he shot back with a sardonic smile. The rapid clacking of the keyboard could be heard as Lloyd fought hard with the system server over information he desperately needed. However, after a few more trials, he finally got his hands on the information he required.

The fighters could do nothing but bob their heads in obedience when they heard him say that, keeping as quiet as they could. “Dad, we’re missing a procurement manager in South Hill Real Estate now that Miss Taylor has quit her job. What do we do?” Tanya added after she thought about it, “Besides, I’m afraid that it’ll turn awry for us if the Taylor family continues to be in charge of that project…”

Ryder: I haven’t coached someone before, but I’m pretty sure it isn’t supposed to be physical torture. Ryder: I might actually sue you if this pain doesn’t stop. Ryder: The ice Queen, dragged to court because of the damages she caused. That would be nice to see, don’t you think? Ryder: Also I figured out what strategically challenged means. Ryder: Does that all matter when I’m playing hockey with five other players? A small laugh escaped me before I could even stop it. Harper pointed dramatically. “There!” I stiffened, turning toward her. “There what?”

We all watched a women's game once together, and it ended with three girls with broken bones. "And here comes Leia Welsh," the announcer declares from the TV, catching us all off guard. "A rookie for the Boston women's hockey team," Wait, Leia Welsh? She was in the NWHL? Why is she here then, taking classes and coaching a college team? "Isn't that our assistant coach?" Tim questions, leaning in closer to the TV. Intrigued, I join him, along with Owen. "She looked familiar," Ant says as he turns up the volume.