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Puck Me Right  (PMR #1) by BlayreBelamour
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Luken Hunt is a virgin. A 23 year-old, NHL-playing, star-forward virgin. He's spent years dodging the post-game parties, the groupies, the endless opportunities that come with being a pro athlete. He's too focused on hockey, too awkward, too... completely out of his depth when it comes to women. Then Brooklyn Launder walks into his life. Sharp, stunning, and absolutely off-limits, she's the sports reporter who's seen it all-cocky athletes, bad pickup lines, and men who think they can charm their way into her life. But Luken? He's different. And when a flustered interview of his goes viral, turning the league's most unapproachable player into everyone's favorite bashful hockey heartthrob, Brooklyn finds herself just as intrigued as the rest of the internet. So when he confesses he's never even been kissed properly, Brooklyn makes a proposition-a few lessons. Just to help him out. A kiss here, a little guidance there. Nothing serious. Until the first lesson turns into two. Then three. And suddenly, Luken is learning fast-not just how to kiss, but how to touch, tease, and drive Brooklyn absolutely insane. But with the media watching, a locker room full of relentless teammates, and a career that demands all of him, Luken has to decide if he's ready to risk it all-for the one thing he's never had. A slow-burn, forbidden, scorching-hot hockey romance where the shy, virgin hockey star gets the ultimate education-and the woman he never saw coming. 𓅷 [SMUT Warning] [18+ Mature Audiences] Don't copy my work I will find you 🔪 4/14/25 1 in #sports 1 in friendswithbenefits 1 in hockey 1 in badgirlgoodboy 1 in nhlhockey 1 in nhlfanficton
Center Chase by LA202413
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Book 1 of 3 UNEDITED. She's learning to trust. He's learning to love. Together, they're learning the rules don't matter. Lindsey has spent two years in hiding after her best friend and boyfriend's ultimate betrayal. Now she's ready to start fresh-to trust again, to take her life back. Love? That's off the table. Until her brother's teammate and captain skates into her world, making her question everything. Chase has been hockey's golden playboy for five years, but the game has lost its thrill. He's craving something real, something deeper than puck bunnies who only see his jersey. Just when he's about to give up, he meets Lindsey-his best friend's fiercely guarded little sister. She's everything he never knew he wanted, and absolutely everything he can't have. When sparks fly between the off-limits sister and the reformed playboy, both must decide: Is love worth risking everything? Or will the ghosts of their pasts destroy their chance at forever?
Threads of Canens by girlwounds
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L A N I Generous. Kind. Ray of sunshine. Lani always got what she wanted. Ethically, of course. Yet, the one man she craves refuses to turn his head towards her. Unkempt feelings for him grow day by day, and his being her brother's best friend is the roadblock she isn't strong enough to lift. But if he sees her with another man, will things spiral in the direction she wants? C A L L U M Blunt. Observant. Grumpy. Callum's only goal really is to become captain of the Chicago Eagles hockey team. The concept of love is foreign to him, and yet he feels compelled to accept the deal Lani imposes, seeing that his reputation will skyrocket once the relationship leaves their inner circle. But is this truly what he wants? Of course it is; love is trivial and has no space for someone like him. Ever. After an accident forces girl group singer Lani Warren on a year-long hiatus, she finds it the perfect time to admit to her childhood friend how she feels before her group's comeback. The idea seems great in theory, but what she doesn't foresee is the imposing appearance of the man her brother hates, Callum Livernois. They don't know each other and don't want to get to know each other. But striking a mutually beneficial deal requiring them to fake date doesn't sound all that bad after brief deliberation. Nothing will happen, and they won't ever be each other's catalyst in romance. Right? ©girlwounds
𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐀𝐋 by booksbymilla
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[𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄] 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐫 starts her first year of college with a mind of studying hard and pleasing her strict parents, who also forbid her from one of her biggest hobbies - 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. When she finds out about the ice rink at her college campus, she decides to secretly train herself at night, since there's still a burning fire in her heart for skating. As a side activity after classes, Allie signs up for a "high grade club", where she gets one student to tutor for additional points for her final grade. Unfortunately, it's no one else, but a hockey team captain 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧, who is also the one who catches Allie sneaking into the ice rink at night. Allie's about to give up on tutoring Archer, when he offers her to keep her secret and help her sneak into the ice rink to skate every night if she keeps tutoring him for two of his failed subjects. The deal sounds pleasing to Allie, so she agrees to Archer's offer. She calls it nothing more than mutual help until she unexpectedly finds herself falling in love with an unexpected guy. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢.
The Devil Of Innocence | Nystrom series 2 [ 𝑆𝑃𝐼𝑁 𝑂𝐹𝐹 ] by SabrinaA_writes
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[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. With a twisted mind and a broken past, Amaya tries to slip away from her mother's controlling grip. She's given a task that could finally set her free; Get information about the people who assassinated her clan, and kill their leader; Rowan Adams. It was supposed to be easy. Quick. She never expected him to be the key to all her hidden secrets. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. Under all the sarcastic comments, a fractured man lies beneath. His hands tainted with blood, and memories fractured with death. That is, until her. She throws his life entirely off course, a random girl yet hauntingly familiar in his eyes. Now, he'd twist a knife into his heart just to prove his loyalty to her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023
crumble | h.s by ulookuglytodaysis
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.
RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."
Golden [h.s.] by exquisitestylesx
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It's been a while since I've last seen him, and just the mere mention of this man's presence makes the blood in my veins sing. I can almost hear his voice calling my name. "Aurelia...." he'd slowly drag, his tongue licking his lips each time before pulling into a sinful smirk. "My muse...you have complete control of me, you know that, don't you?" I shudder at the memory, recalling the intensity of his green gaze. He'd always call me his muse, his inspiration. His golden girl. My mouth runs dry. I want nothing to do with this man; so why is it that my body disobeys me? Why is it that goosebumps rise on my skin at the thought of seeing him again? *mature and explicit content*
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" no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin " warning: heavy sexual content and other mature themes