Wooed Back By The Hockey Star Novels & Stories

COLE The rain wasn't just falling; it was trying to beat its way through the metal roof of the compound's garage. I was sitting on a workbench, sharpening my spare skates. The sound of the grinding stone was rhythmic and calming. In here, surrounded by the smell of motor oil, cold steel, and old tires, I felt like a regular guy again. I wasn't the Silverfang Prince or a spy. I was just a hockey player named Theo who happened to be deeply in love with a girl who could freeze a lake with a thought.

BOOK 2 {Aria and Lucien Romance} Aria’s POV As I walk toward the entrance, I push open the door to the hockey dressing room. The room I am supposed to find Alexio after his game. My heart is still pounding hard from the victorious cheers outside the rink. The victory over the Regalis Wolves fills me with so much excitement. Alexio’s team completely won the hockey game tonight, and I can already picture the proud smile on his face when he sees me waiting for him.

“Besides, our little pup inside your belly is the one who is actually hungry for the fruits under the moon.” “The pup wants to watch the hockey match, not eat your whole bowl,” I say, and my boots take a small step closer to his large frame inside the Alpha’s Sky Den. “Come sit right here on my lap, honeybee,” Kael commands with that deep, warm alpha voice that always makes my she-wolf feel super safe and happy. “The Blackwood Territory team is skating out onto the white ice on the television screen right now, and my arms need to be wrapped tight around your waist before the first puck drops.”

Luna’s POV As I step onto the field with my teammates, I try to calm myself down and focus on the game ahead of us. The adrenaline is still coursing through my body from the kidnapping ordeal, but I know I need to channel that energy into playing the best hockey of my life. The ten million dollars and trip abroad are depending on our performance today. I take deep breaths and try to center myself, letting the familiar feeling of being on a hockey field ground me. The crowd’s cheers wash over me, and I can feel the excitement and anticipation. This is what I’ve been training for my entire life.

he laughed, my hands still flipping in the air to get the MacBook away. "Wait—is that p**n you're writing?" he asked, looking at the sexy picture uploads on the page. I got so angry. "Give it to me, now!" I screamed. My hands touched his broad chest. It was the first time I had felt abs like that. Massive. We stared at each other, saying nothing. "The only players that have a long brown hockey stick for the game are Newton and me," he said. "Who's the star of your sexual fantasies, Miss Glasses? Your stepbrother?" he asked.

My wolf surged. It responded to something I couldn’t name. A spark of recognition I didn’t understand. Was that what they called mate bond? I hadn’t experienced it before? My pulse raced as I stepped forward. Who the hell was this guy? As he stepped into the light. A scar twisted across his jaw. It revealed his alpha power. It was raw, and forbidden. It called to my blood like a mate's bond. But before I could speak, the door burst open behind me. A furious growl echoed, "She's mine."

I stormed toward her, ignoring Scott’s warning grip on my arm. “Come to my corner. Right now,” I said. But the guy she was dancing with shoved her behind him and stepped in my face. “Who the hell do you think you are?” he barked. “Ohh wait! I know you. The hockey star.” He scoffed. “She’s mine tonight. And until I’ve enjoyed every inch of her body, you’re not getting shit.”

So much for plan A. I hadn’t expected him to be that restrained. Most guys would’ve given in by now, not when a woman practically hands them what they crave on a platter. But I think and I am convinced that it didn't work for Brad that way. He’d pushed me away like I was some kind of disease, you know the thoughts of that stung badly. Knowing fully well, he must be so much into the once homeless girl, Nicole. I crossed my arms, forcing a little smirk even though my pride had just taken a hit. ‘Well played, Mr. Hockey Star.’

he is paying for my brains and not my body, I am broke and have been refused employment almost everywhere in town— I accepted the offer. The sudden cheer from the crowd broke me out of my thoughts. I didn’t notice Nyra at the front row earlier, but as the hockey team made their entrance, Lucas came in, he skated towards where she is sitting and kissed her on the lips. The crowd chant their names out.. I could see Nyra's face turning red.

I had my legs tucked under me while he worked through some light seated core exercises. The TV played low in the background, but neither of us was paying attention. His hand kept finding mine between sets, thumb brushing gently over my knuckles like a reminder that we were in this together. My phone rang suddenly, cutting through the quiet. I glanced at the screen and my stomach dropped. It was my mom. I hesitated for half a second before answering, putting it on speaker so Ronan could hear. “Hey, Mom.” “Ivy Grace Summers,” my mother’s voice came through sharp and worried. “What on earth is going on? Your father and I just saw the latest article. They’re saying you’re involved with one of yo