Puck Drop
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  • Reads 265
  • Votes 13
  • Parts 14
  • Time 3h 19m
Ongoing, First published Jul 20, 2024
Mature
2 new parts
After Brooke  Beaumont's life is turned upside when she finds out her relationship of 5 years has all been a lie the last thing she is looking for is another serious relationship.

Grant Anders finally has his shot at captain of The Huntington Wolves College hockey team.He has a lot to prove and he can't afford any distractions.

Can these two ignore the unexplainable chemistry between them and just stay friends or is there more that they can't avoid exploring...
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Breaking The Ice

60 parts Complete Mature

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.