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Puck & Blades

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Parts 9
Time 50m

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"I hate you so fucking much." She seethes as she walks towards me.

"Oh really?" I respond, arms folded across my chest.

"Yes really." She shoots back.

By this point there was barely any space between us, I could see all her features from her big brown eyes to the faint beauty spot above her lip. She was the prettiest girl I had ever seen, the urge to feel those full, beautiful lips tempted me terribly. 

Before I could stop myself, I smashed my lips onto hers, catching her by surprise before she quickly pushed me off of her due to shock. Before I knew it her lips were back on mine, taking me by surprise. The feeling of her lips against mine sent a jolt through my body, her soft hands had found their way to my hair. She kissed back with the same intensity proving my suspicion right. 

Delia Almendré didn't hate me.
                                                                                          ~~~
Delia Almendrié had three goals: completing her second year at UM:HV,(University of Miami: Hudson Valley) qualifying for the Olympics and pleasing her parents. With a schedule like hers, she wouldn't let anything or anyone throw her off right?

Alex Kim was a beast at ice hockey, leading the HVPB(Hudson Valley Polar Bears) to victory multiple times. He was the perfect candidate for captain, fun but responsible, handsome, tall and level-headed. His goal was to make it into the NHL after college and as long as he focused on hockey he should be fine right?

Due to an unforeseen incident, the two are forced to share a rink, resulting in sparks flying and not in a good way. These two are constantly at each other's necks, if they aren't arguing they're sending each other deathly glares.

The pair are stuck together in more ways than one, but all is well since Delia doesn't like hot hockey players anyways. And Alex doesn't like pretty figure skaters, right?All Rights Reserved

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Kiss My Ice by Love_IsEndless

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𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐃

I look up at him, his face nothing but a hazy memory. His head is tilted down towards me and I think about how odd it must be for him too. If we kissed, would we find each other's lips? Would it be as natural as breathing? He's mere inches from me and just the presence of his body is suffocating. I don't even have to see his face to know how well he makes my body react. Goosebumps trickling down my arms, and the hairs on the back of my neck rising like sunflowers facing the sun. It's as if I can really see his face. His features and the looks he gives. It's so familiar, so in-tune with me, that I feel like I've always seen it. I can feel his eyes set on me, my figure under his gaze. I can feel the tension in the air and I'm not even sure if I'm breathing. "That necklace around your neck," he scoffs. "What about it?" I ask, my voice low. "I've seen it every single time I've seen you and it drives me insane. It's the one thing I can see below your face." Something clicks into place for me. The puzzle pieces align, and I feel alive. "Then take it off and put your hand there, I can wear that instead," I grin. Scarlett Moore. A university student trying to make it past the struggles of life, friends, and a love life labeled hell. But to her aid, a man from her dreams clouds her mind and a little too much of her heart. Every night he visits her, comforting her from a cruel world and harsh realities. The life she lives with him in her sleep becoming a little too real. Just how attached is she to a man who isn't even real? What happens when she can't tell the difference between a memory and a fantasy?