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Just One Look

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Reads 19,606
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Parts 32
Time 2h 32m

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A Fan Fiction About Artemi Panarin 
Nicole  just moved to Chicago with her best friend to study at Columbia University. One night Nicole and her best friend decide to go to open practice and Blackhawks home game at the United Center. When watching the players, Nicole locks eyes with Artemi Panarin, the new player from Russia. With Just One Look in the eyes, her life changes forever.All Rights Reserved

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(Short story) "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace." His voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal. I stop breathing. The air thickens, electric, heavy like the sky before a storm breaks. Everything stills, but the static between us crackles like it's seconds from combusting. His breath fans across my lips-close, so close-but still not touching. My heart slams against my ribs, erratic and loud, like it's trying to break free from my chest. Then his hand finds my jaw. His palm is rough, warm, grounding-but the look in his eyes? That's a wildfire. Just heat and hunger and something darker. "I..." The word is a whisper, barely there, shaky and useless. I can't finish it. His nose brushes mine in the softest graze, but there's nothing innocent about the way he's looking at me. Like he's seconds away from tearing me apart. Like he's been starving for this. "Say something" he murmurs, voice thick, his eyes flicking to my mouth. My lips part, not to speak, but because I need to breathe, to taste the tension curling like smoke around us. His thumb drags across my lower lip, slow and deliberate. My knees damn near buckle. I grab the front of his shirt, clutching it in both fists like he's the only thing tethering me to the ground. He leans in closer. And then his lips brush mine. Barely. A whisper of a kiss, soft enough to make me shiver. Then he kisses me again.

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Breaking Through These Walls by bruins09

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The Boy, The Girl, and The Game (Artemi Panarin) by Pentaholic2011

Artemi Panarin is fresh off a great rookie season. He won Rookie of the Year and returned to Russia a hero. As he ascends his sophmore season with the Blackhawks he looks for ways to grow both mentally and on the ice. Still a little timid he looks to break out. Annabelle Tyler was a child genius. She knows just about everything there is to know, but her true passion is helping people. Using her brain she studies athletes and any game out there. After struggling last season the Blackhawks decide to hire a Sports Therapist for the season to see if it helps, and she's their girl. This story follows the 2016-2017 season through the ups and downs of a NHL calendar year and one of the most electrifying players playing the game.

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Fate

(Short story) "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace." His voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal. I stop breathing. The air thickens, electric, heavy like the sky before a storm breaks. Everything stills, but the static between us crackles like it's seconds from combusting. His breath fans across my lips-close, so close-but still not touching. My heart slams against my ribs, erratic and loud, like it's trying to break free from my chest. Then his hand finds my jaw. His palm is rough, warm, grounding-but the look in his eyes? That's a wildfire. Just heat and hunger and something darker. "I..." The word is a whisper, barely there, shaky and useless. I can't finish it. His nose brushes mine in the softest graze, but there's nothing innocent about the way he's looking at me. Like he's seconds away from tearing me apart. Like he's been starving for this. "Say something" he murmurs, voice thick, his eyes flicking to my mouth. My lips part, not to speak, but because I need to breathe, to taste the tension curling like smoke around us. His thumb drags across my lower lip, slow and deliberate. My knees damn near buckle. I grab the front of his shirt, clutching it in both fists like he's the only thing tethering me to the ground. He leans in closer. And then his lips brush mine. Barely. A whisper of a kiss, soft enough to make me shiver. Then he kisses me again.