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Just One Look

Leituras 19,606
Votos 494
Capítulos 32
Tempo 2h 32m

Leituras 19,606
Votos 494
Capítulos 32
Tempo 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.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Fate, de SabbiePar

(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.

Caught Into the Storm, de AwkwardlyObscured003

As her brother gets drafted to another team and another city, Kaitlyn Gabriella Burish trades spots with him. As he leaves to go to Texas, she goes to Chicago to start her career as a sports writer. She leaves behind an abusive ex-boyfriend, in hopes to find a new start in this opportunity to bring her closer to the team her brother so highly talked about, and the team she saw on occasion in New York when they had a game. Meeting the young Jonathan Bryan Toews, Kaitlyn sees why her brother would pull pranks on him, and loved to make fun of him. He took too many things too seriously, making it easier to get under his skin, but that does not mean he doesn't know a good prank when it takes place. She can also see why he is called Captain Serious by the media. He took his hockey playing skills and games serious, so the other guys could too. That's just one of the many things Kaitlyn admires of Jonathan.

𝑵𝑯𝑳 𝑰𝑴𝑨𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑬𝑺, de luvdevers

𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑺 𝑪𝑳𝑶𝑺𝑬𝑫 i love hockey boys. i love writing. you do the math. important: - not affiliated with the nhl or any of its players - photos are not mine unless specified - lowercase intended - be kind and respectful in comments :)

You Raise Me Up (Artemi Panarin), de Pentaholic2011

Valerie has had a hard life. Struck with a illness that keeps her front leaving her apartment unless she's going to the doctors, so she lives a life on the Internet. Artemi is a lost boy who found himself stuck in Chicago. When he becomes unsure of his decisions, a young girl who hasn't been able to live shows him what living really means. Together they go through two very different lifestyles together. They learn what true love really means and how it gives you strength to do what people believe can't be done.

Don't Go, de swaggyschmaltz

Hie, so this story is a fan-fiction, but a little different. It does have to do with hockey, and the Chicago Blackhawks, but it will have a few other hockey players. I hope it's good, comment in the end if it was, or is! :D Hey, I'm Cori, no not Corey Crawford. I mean he is amazing, but no, not me. I came from Dallas to Chicago, it's ok so far. School will start, my dad says that I'll get a better hockey team, and education at it. I love hockey. Live and breath it. I did play on a girls team in Dallas, it was really fun. But I guess not as good as my high school senior year was, with the Chicago boys on my team...I'll miss that team. All of them. If u didn't know, I'm a girl, not a guy, and it was and still is fun playing hockey, with guys. There are people in your life that you don't wanna ever let go of. That was my case in this scenario... P.S. (If u didn't notice the way I wrote the teaser for the story then I'll just tell you. It was present tense, and then into past tense. Get your focus on!) THERE ARE SOME RANDOM PARTS IN THE STORY, SO IF IT SOUNDS STUPID, OR IS SUPPOSED TO BE, THEN IT WAS PROBABLY A RANDOM PART! XD

Off The Ice // A Patrick Kane Fanfic, de theyarenotpunkrock

A story about a girl who never listens and a hockey player who can't get her out of his head

NHL Imagines , de gexrgiegirl

Imagines with your favorite players (Mainly NHL, but I'm also open to do OHL, AHL, NWHL, etc.) Thank you so much for reading!

Full Strength, de mmcd33

**PLEASE READ THE LAST ADDED PART** She's the daughter of his coach. He's the new recruit. How could this possibly end up badly? Scotland Brown has grown up around hockey. Her father has been the head coach of the Chicago Blackhawks since she was eight. But what happens when she starts seeing these men, that she has known forever, in a different way? In walks Dean Gould, the newest recruit for the Blackhawks. Immediately, they both sense a little something more than a friendship. Will things work out? Or will one of their pasts come back and try to ruin things?

Breakaway (Connor bedard x Reader), de spnnova

Completed They say hockey players leave it all on the ice-but no one warned me that falling for one would mean leaving pieces of myself behind too. Connor Bedard was never supposed to be anything more than a name on the back of a jersey. Just another player in a game. But then he looked at me like I was the only thing in the arena that mattered, and suddenly, I was the one off balance. Now I'm caught between what's safe and what I want, between the life I planned and the one that's breaking through the cracks. Connor's chasing a dream. I'm just trying to figure out if there's room in it for me... or if I'll be left behind when he makes his breakaway.

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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.