Ramona Bell is a shutout. She's reserved, cold, and the head of her class. Beau Evans is loud, popular, and the star hockey player. (and so so sweet, seriously i love him sm) When push comes to shove Ramona always comes out on top. She breaks a girls nose, her punishment is tutoring Beau. yadayada u get the picture this is their story!!! ongoing, update when i can thank you guys for 20k reads!!

They say revenge is best served cold...but hate is best served heated. Talented figure-skater April Jones and charming hockey captain Blake Beckett have tolerated one another for as long as they can remember, repressing a lifelong feud to be the very best. So, what happens when the pair discovers that other feelings may lie beneath the surface, feelings neither have experienced before? Will they choose to explore these feelings with one another, or will they refuse to let each other get in the way of their success? And, the most important question of all- whose heart will melt, and whose will remain ice cold?

•Fine lines are a tightrope that are bound to break• Tate has just moved home from college to show her Dad how serious she is in pursuing her photography career, taking a 'job' opportunity for his hockey team. Not being home even 12 hours she's face to face with a text message in the middle of the night that changes everything. She's sworn off putting herself in harms way again and yet she may have done that blindly. Will she regret it? Wyatt is the team captain of his hockey team, living away from his family to pursue his dream of being in the NHL, he loses sight of what's important and goes through a nasty break up throwing off his game. Drunk and disordley texting the wrong number he think's is his ex girlfriend, only by luck he doesn't type in the right number and is left with talking to a mystery girl. He can't get attached to someone new and focus on his game and team. He has to pick one or the other. Can he have the best of both worlds? *All chapters, characters and storyline is owned by myself the author*

"It's kind of ironic, you know? My life has always revolved around being on ice. It only makes sense that I met the girl I love after she slipped on the only patch in the parking lot."

"What do you mean they're 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 ?" I ask, feeling like my world has been slowed to a stop. I feel like she's not even making sense. This doesn't make any sense. We just talked to them. "They're not gone. They said they were going home." The third installment in Ice.

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞. ⋆✧⋆✧⋆ Delaney Lawrence is a girl with the world's biggest heart and no one to give it to. She is a quiet girl on campus who spends her time studying and working. On the outside she seems next to perfect, but looks can be deceiving Sterling Blake is the university's hockey captain with a reputation of sleeping around. He's popular and never in a good mood, with not a grade over a C. However, his reputation may not be as accurate as people assume. When Sterling Blake is late to pick his little sister up from gymnastics practice he doesn't leave a great impression on the coach, Delaney Lawrence. Much to her dismay, she is selected to be his tutor so he can remain on the hockey team. She is determined to get his grades up and be done with this mess, he is determined to make that impossible. Unfortunate as the pairing seems, maybe things do happen for a reason. ⋆✧⋆✧⋆ Highest Rankings: #1 Love #1 Humour #1 Hockey #1 Team #2 Sports #2 Sports Romance #2 Slowburn

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN