Quinn Hughes has the world watching him and no one actually seeing him. New captain of the Vancouver Canucks. Golden boy on the surface. But behind the press conferences and perfectly tailored suits is a man unraveling slowly, quietly. The kind of man who smiles like it hurts and doesn't let anyone close enough to see. Until her. She barely remember the night. But he's spent every night since remembering only her. Michigan. A country festival. She walked wearing denim shorts and a don't-fuck-with-me smile, smelling spicy. She didn't give him her name. She barely gave him a second look. But Quinn? He's been building fantasies around her ever since. All-consuming ones. Elizabeth Woods. Pediatric intern. Raised in the shadows of a mother who loved like a loaded gun. She's gentle in a way that feels dangerous, like she's trying to undo years of damage with one soft look and steady hands. She's the kind of woman who tucks blankets around strangers but doesn't flinch when someone screams. She's standing across from him, stunned, breathless, just as fucking shocked. Because this city's too big. Too full. And still, somehow they found each other again. She thought he was a bartender. A finance guy. A pretty face with a sharp jaw and nothing behind the eyes. She had no idea he was him. The name on every screen. The jersey hanging in every bar. And now he's in her orbit again, asking questions with his eyes, tugging at threads she's spent years trying to stitch shut. She carries her past like a diagnosis, incurable. And Quinn sees her. He wants her in a way that has nothing to do with love. This is concussion-level craving. A full-body, penalty-box, scream-into-the-wall obsession. She's the one thing that makes him forget the rules. But the closer he gets, the more the past starts bleeding into the present. She's not just a girl he can't forget. She's the trigger to everything he's spent years burying. "You don't even remember me." "Bullshit. You ruined me."

"Matthews?" He almost yelled. "Shhhh!" I hit him lightly. "You can't. Patrick will kill you." He whispered. "I know." I shut my eyes hard. "Please don't say anything Jonathan." ~~~ Patrick Kane's little sister falls for his biggest competitor, Auston Matthews.

On the outside was bitterness and hatred. On the inside, who even knew if they were hiding their feelings from each other. ______ This story has the perspective of Y/N in it, there is no name. ______ The fan fiction story cover was a picture I took from Tumblr, that picture not edited/created by me. ______ Kisses, Xoxo

"You're going to miss me, you know that right?" "I've never missed any fling I've had, Quinn. Don't get your hopes up." Where Scout and Quinn get off to a rocky start and make some choices that make it even rockier. ************* quinn hughes x fem!oc enemies (?) to lovers mature language CONTENT WARNING: implied sex and references to sex (no smut), drinking and drunk activities, general rowdiness vagueish timeline with a vague nhl season loosely inspired by Make You Miss Me by Sam Hunt

quinn, jack, and luke hughes imagines and preferences requests open! imagines are short, just letting you know

summary: you absolutely hate Matthew Tkachuk so it's just your luck when you wind up pregnant with his child. cover made using @art-and-the-hockeys amazing wallpapers!! go check them out on tumblr

meet Charlotte only her friends or people she likes call her Charlie so when it comes to her best friends older brother that she doesn't get along with it drives her absolutely nuts, see what happens when she moves from arizona to Miami florida and he is the only person she knows so they're forced to get along

ivy and quinn, once inseparable teens hiding from their parents between their yards, now two young adults who haven't spoken in years.