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In a few years hardly anyone will remember why the ice rink beyond the apartment blocks and gravel pit in the poorest part of town is always called “the Cathedral.” But the man who dreamed it up knows, and the boy who one day scores his first goal in the NHL knows.
Fredrik Backman (The Winners (Beartown, #3))
Dad, they used to tell Wayne Gretzky that he was to small, and that he would never make the NHL look at him now I replied
Mike Leonetti (Gretzky's Game (Hockey Heroes Series))
As well, the Penguins arranged for Sidney to open a bank account in Pittsburgh. He had been keeping his nhl paycheques in his sock drawer.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Not sure the ladies in here can handle Ford Remington, NHL captain, and America’s heartthrob, holding a baby. You’re going to be the cause of many swoons. Possibly even fainting.
Leah Brunner (Betrothal or Breakaway (D.C. Eagles Hockey #3))
Did you really think we were going to let Stroger get away with what he did, Harper? Isobel had a little chat with that dickweasel. Told him he needed to shine up his story so the NHL knew he’d provoked Remy.
Kate Meader (Irresistible You (Chicago Rebels, #1))
I smile. "Mr. Perfect Beautiful Hockey God?" "Oh, shut up. You know it's true," she replies in a flat tone. "You should be the face of the NHL. They should put you on billboards in Times Square. You're hot and your charm levels are through the roof.
Victoria Denault (The Final Move (Hometown Players, #3))
One day that little kid grew up and raised a bankruptcy-threatened club that everyone had written off to the second-best in the country, and then he raised himself up to the NHL, the impossible path from the forest to the stars. Before fate snatched it all away from him. It was Sune who called Peter in Canada after the funeral and told him that Beartown needed a general manager
Fredrik Backman (Beartown (Beartown, #1))
I want you to do whatever the fuck you want,” he snaps at me. “If that’s play piano, then great. If that’s graduating with a degree in art or chemical engineering or fucking astrology, whatever. But just know that you’re going to be taken care of no matter what. I’m going to the NHL. I’m going to make a shit ton of money—I already have a shit ton of money, Aspen. Thirty thousand dollars to keep you in school and with a meal plan is a drop in the bucket. I’d give you more if it helps. I’d give you all of it if I thought for a second that you cared about that.
S. Massery (Devious Obsession)
We were a minor league team that didn't feed into any majors, in a town that loved just about every sport but ours. We were going nowhere and we knew it, so why not have fun? In the forties, when I was playing, we were officially the most violent team in the country, and that means probably the whole world, and by the way, that's why I could skate with no toes. A figure skater, a speed skater, an NHL forward, sure, you need your toes for control, but all that finesse takes a backseat when all you're trying to do is slam somebody into a wall and break all his teeth.
Dan Wells (Partials (Partials Sequence, #1))
Brooks wanted to abandon the traditional, linear, dump-and-chase style of hockey that had held sway in North America forever. He wanted to attack the vaunted Russians with their own game, skating with them and weaving with them, stride for high-flying stride. He wanted to play physical, un-yielding hockey to be sure, but he also wanted fast, skilled players who would flourish on the Olympic ice sheet (which is 15 feet wider than NHL rinks) and be able to move and keep possession of the puck and be in such phenomenal condition that they would be the fresher team at the end.
Wayne Coffey (The Boys of Winter: The Untold Story of a Coach, a Dream, and the 1980 U.S. Olympic Hockey Team)
A clever, blond-haired fourth-grader named Damen McDermott got Sidney as his shopping pal. They picked out boots, a coat, ski gloves, and a Pittsburgh Steelers jersey. Crosby suggested he also pick up a toque. McDermott didn’t know what he was talking about. “What the heck’s a too-k?” he asked. “You know, a toque, a winter hat,” Sidney said, dangling the wool cap in front of the puzzled nine-year-old. “That’s a tossle cap,” Damen said matter-of-factly, lecturing Crosby on the Pennsylvania word for toque.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
He had looked up at the scoreboard to watch the replay, and a video of the highlights from his season that Billy Wareham, the team videographer, made the previous day in case Crosby hit 100. It was set to the Rolling Stones song “Sympathy for the Devil,” a fitting, understated choice.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Renaud Lavoie, a reporter with rds, the French-language sports network, said he was amazed by how quickly Crosby learned French and that he continued to practise it.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
In the second period, he hit the crossbar, and the fans chanted in singsong, “Overrated!” and “Parise’s better!
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Whenever a ball of tape or an empty water bottle didn’t land in the waste basket, Crosby would throw it again and again until he sunk it. He never gave up until he succeeded, even when it came to tossing out the garbage.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Thrashers coach Bob Hartley said it was Crosby’s emotion that made him so dangerous. “He can beat you so many ways.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Here in Wilkes-Barre, even though training camp was a formality when it came to him being named to the roster, he stuck to his rule, refusing even to sign a miniature sweater sized for a teddy bear.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
He’s a sponge. His eyes are wide open. You can see him absorbing his surroundings, feeding off everything that’s going on. No matter how good you get, you can never stop learning. He gets that. It’s
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Often Crosby would head out into the backyard “to goof around” or play video games and sing karaoke with them. The kids were always trying to wrestle with him. But Crosby loved it. “I like a busy house,” he said. It also gave his life, which
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
A few years ago, Crosby fashioned a replica Stanley Cup out of a small garbage can and a bowl, using a label-maker to add the winner’s names.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
They participated in buddy drills – pulling a Jeep out of a hole and carrying each other – that were designed to build a team chemistry that had been lacking so often in the previous season.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
The thing I noticed immediately about Crosby the first time I saw him in the Penguins’ dressing room that September was his thighs. They were the circumference of good-sized tree trunks.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Before I even saw him in shorts, I knew his legs would probably be like tree trunks. When I finally saw them, I was like, ‘Whoa!
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
A rookie centre from Saskatoon, “Endo” was as laidback as they come, kind of the team’s Spicoli.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
It was the same with his glutes, substantial and strong and set high to power what often appeared to be an effortless skating stride.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Usually conducted in his long athletic underwear and bare feet, he often curled his toes up as if making a fist and held the position tensely the whole time he was talking to us.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
In particularly trying times, Crosby would look to a handful of motivational sayings and poems he had collected over the years. They helped him focus his goals. Some of them hung on his bedroom wall at the Lemieux house, given to him by family and close friends. He modelled himself after his favourite, from Paul “Bear” Bryant: It’s not the will to win that matters, everyone has that. It’s the will to prepare to win that matters.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
He grew up never letting his mother wash his hockey equipment, preferring instead to air it outdoors, because he loved the smell so much.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
He would wear the ornery, stick-wielding Penguin on his chest and carry the expectations for saving hockey on his shoulders.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
in the foothills of the Pocono Mountains, home of the Baby Penguins, their American Hockey League farm team.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
But Crosby spoke better than just decent French. He had learned over two seasons in Rimouski and continued to practise it in Pittsburgh when he had the chance.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
When the Penguins arrived on Sunday from Boston, he wandered around Times Square with some of his teammates. He couldn’t get over the lights and noise that never ceased. “It’s a lot bigger than Cole Harbour,” he said.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
The morning skate was a game-day ritual dating back to the seventies, introduced in North America by the Russians, and used as an attendance taking to make sure players who may have been out carousing the night before finished sweating the alcohol out of their system before the game.
Shawna Richer (The Kid: A Season with Sidney Crosby and the New NHL)
Journalists and political junkies often presume that everyone cares about politics all of the time. But the fourteen-per-cent number makes it seem more like a hobby or a subculture, something like the N.H.L. or Nascar—a deep obsession for some of members of the population but of limited interest to anyone else, unless something extreme happens.
Anonymous
One of the misconceptions in minor hockey is a belief that players have to get on “big city” teams as young as possible to gain exposure when being identified by major junior clubs. For example, the Greater Toronto Hockey League (GTHL) has long been considered a strong breeding ground, with three or four elite AAA teams each year producing some of the top players for the OHL draft. However, on the list of players from Ontario since 1975 who have made the NHL, only 16.8 percent of those players came from GTHL programs while the league itself represents approximately 20 percent of the registered players in the province—that means the league has a per capita development rate of about –3 percent. What the research found was that players from other Ontario minor hockey leagues who elevated to the NHL actually had an edge in terms of career advancement on their GTHL counterparts by the age of nineteen. Each year several small-town Ontario parents, some with players as young as age eight, believe it’s necessary to get their kids on a GTHL superclub such as the Marlboros, Red Wings, or Jr. Canadiens. However, just twenty-one GTHL “import” players since 1997 have played a game in the NHL in the last fifteen years. This pretty much indicates that regardless of where he plays his minor hockey from the ages of eight through sixteen, a player eventually develops no matter how strong his team is as a peewee or bantam. An excellent example comes from the Ontario players born in 1990, which featured a powerhouse team in the Markham Waxers of the OMHA’s Eastern AAA League. The Waxers captured the prestigious OHL Cup and lost a grand total of two games in eight years. In 2005–06, when they were in minor midget (age fifteen), they compiled a record of 64-1-2. The Waxers had three future NHL draft picks on their roster in Steven Stamkos (Tampa Bay), Michael Del Zotto (New York Rangers), and Cameron Gaunce (Colorado). One Waxers nemesis in the 1990 age group was the Toronto Jr. Canadiens of the GTHL. The Jr. Canadiens were also a perennial powerhouse team and battled the Waxers on a regular basis in major tournaments and provincial championships over a seven-year period. Like the Waxers, the Jr. Canadiens team also had three future NHL draft picks in Alex Pietrangelo (St. Louis), Josh Brittain (Anaheim), and Stefan Della Rovere (Washington). In the same 1990 age group, a “middle of the pack” team was the Halton Hills Hurricanes (based west of Toronto in Milton). This club played in the OMHA’s South Central AAA League and periodically competed with some of the top teams. Over a seven-year span, they were marginally over the .500 mark from novice to minor midget. That Halton Hills team produced two future NHL draft picks in Mat Clark (Anaheim) and Jeremy Price (Vancouver). Finally, the worst AAA team in the 1990 group every year was the Chatham-Kent Cyclones—a club that averaged about five wins a season playing in the Pavilion League in Southwestern Ontario. Incredibly, the lowly Cyclones also had two future NHL draft picks in T.J. Brodie (Calgary) and Jason Missiaen (Montreal). It’s a testament that regardless of where they play their minor hockey, talented players will develop at their own pace and eventually rise to the top. You don’t need to be on an 85-5-1 big-city superclub to develop or get noticed.
Ken Campbell (Selling the Dream: How Hockey Parents And Their Kids Are Paying The Price For Our N)
became a fan of the Pittsburgh Penguins,
Bill Redban (Alex Ovechkin: The Inspirational Story of Hockey Superstar Alex Ovechkin (Alex Ovechkin Unauthorized Biography, Washington, D.C. Capitals, Russia, NHL Books))
When I was little, I figured I'd play in the NHL someday. It wasn't because I was the best player, but because I improved every single season. Some guys stayed the same or even got worse, so I imagined that I'd get better until I was the best. Stupid kid-thinking.
Melanie Ting (Hockey Is My Boyfriend (Part One))
It all began the previous summer, when Ted Lindsay visited Marquette Branch Prison as part of a promotional tour with GM Jack Adams. The star winger got along well with the prison’s inmates, and the warden issued an invitation: Come back in the winter for a friendly game. Adams accepted, and on February 2, 1954, the Red Wings arrived to face a pickup team of convicts, surrounded by guard towers and razor wire. Needless to say, there was significant concern over the safety of those involved, and the potential for acts of serious violence. But once the inmates were assured that Gordie Howe would try to keep his elbows down, the game went ahead as scheduled.
Sean McIndoe (The "Down Goes Brown" History of the NHL: The World's Most Beautiful Sport, the World's Most Ridiculous League)
My feet are weird , i suck at nhl gm my partner is better, I am a bad sprayer and get carried from being on a good team , I look like Shane but I used to have a weird pony tail and no one would have lunch with me
Robert B. Millman
Other studies reveal that when we wear black, aggression increases...and that feels powerful. Researchers examined the statistics of more than 52,000 National Hockey League games and discovered that teams were penalized 10.2% more for aggression when wearing their black uniforms. In hockey, teams usually have two colors of jerseys and switch them for home and away games. When the teams wore a different color other than black, their penalties dropped overall.
Cary G. Weldy (The Power of Tattoos: Twelve Hidden Energy Secrets of Body Art Every Tattoo Enthusiast Should Know)
Being a hockey coach and ex-NHL player, I have dealt with a lot of overgrown, testosterone-filled man children in my life. It takes some epic levels of assholism to piss me off.
Eden Finley (Puck Drills & Quick Thrills (CU Hockey, #5))
You all know one another?" Wyatt had a better poker face. "Jess and I go way back. I used to be her boss." He winked at me. "I always loved your Halloween style." He pointed to my suit. I mustered a smile. "I know Wyatt very well. How'd that Beauchamp deal turn out?" I knew Hamilton Cooper had lost that opportunity after I left; it was all over the trade news. Rumor had it that Wyatt was the sole reason HC lost that deal. Wyatt coughed into his coffee. "Damn, Jess. That was an NHL-level body check. You go in the penalty box." I smirked. A triumphant verbal takedown.
Suzanne Park (So We Meet Again)
I’m not sure if I’ve ever watched an NHL game before, but I should have. These guys fly across the ice like dancers, but crash into each other like freight trains. The combination of grace and violence is fascinating. And sexy.
S.J. Tilly (Sleet Kitten (Sleet, #1))
There are moments in life a person never forgets, good and bad. My first goal, nearly having my dick decapitated, being drafted to the NHL, winning the Stanley Cup, and telling Lily I loved her for the first time all fit into this category. The first time your girlfriend tells you she wants to let you near her ass also earns a special place in the memory bank of Holy Fuck.
Helena Hunting (Pucked Under (Pucked, #4.5))
Yeah, I do. And right now, all signs point to me taking you down to my room and fucking your brains out.” Dead. RIP Jake Compton, the best grinder the NHL ever had. He died doing what he loved most.
Emily Rath (That One Night (Jacksonville Rays, #0.5))
Soon enough, MobilityWOD had morphed into our present company, The Ready State, and we were working on movement and mobility with all branches of the military; NFL, NBA, MLB, and NHL players and coaches; Olympic athletes; university sports teams; Fortune 500 companies; individual CEO types; and thousands of others.
Kelly Starrett (Built to Move: The Ten Essential Habits to Help You Move Freely and Live Fully)
Daddy Cay is done wrangling pacifiers and holding babies tonight. My big time NHL superstar is gonna drop to his knees and make me feel like a whole other kind of daddy.
Emily Rath (Pucking Ever After: Volume 1 (Jacksonville Rays, #1.5))
From that 1982 realignment onward, the Norris Division basically devolved into a decade-long bar fight on skates, one that featured virtually every notable tough guy of the era. Everyone from Bob Probert to Joey Kocur to Stu “The Grim Reaper” Grimson to Basil McRae to John Kordic to Shane Churla passed through the division at some point, and none of them were there to run the power play.
Sean McIndoe (The "Down Goes Brown" History of the NHL: The World's Most Beautiful Sport, the World's Most Ridiculous League)
The researchers suggested this result could be a fluke, or it could be due to the drugs, such as antibiotics, that are often fed to chickens and turkeys to promote their growth. Or it might be the dioxins found in some poultry meat, which have been linked to lymphoma.36 But dairy can also contain dioxins, and milk consumption was not linked to NHL. The researchers surmised it may be the cancer-causing viruses in poultry, given that lower risk of NHL has been associated with eating meat cooked well done instead of rare (thereby inactivating any viruses).37 This suggestion is consistent with the results of the NIH-AARP study (see here), which
Michael Greger (How Not to Die: Discover the Foods Scientifically Proven to Prevent and Reverse Disease)
By straight to the top, he means the NHL. “Can’t he get scouted while playing in Canada?” “No open spots on any of the best teams
Tessa Bailey (Same Time Next Year)
Blue wasn't exactly a rookie, not any longer anyway. He'd had a phenomenal season the previous year that had him nin the upper echelon of NHL stat charts: 60 goals, 30 assists and a gritty, tough-as-shit work ethic.
Elise Faber (Backhand (Gold Hockey, #2))
Unfortunately, there will always be people like that, but you need to understand that you can't change what people do or say. All you can do is control how you deal with it. You have to rise above it.
Max Domi (No Days Off: My Life with Type 1 Diabetes and Journey to the NHL)
My whole life had revolved around making it to the NHL; to me, there was nothing else that mattered. I felt that if I made it to the NHL, I would have succeeded in life. But I wanted to get there my way, on my own merits.
Max Domi (No Days Off: My Life with Type 1 Diabetes and Journey to the NHL)
My mom was always there for me and my sisters. Every day she was the perfect example for us, showing us how to appreciate everything we had and how to treat others with respect and compassion. These were important lessons for me because the hockey world wasn't always the kindest.
Max Domi (No Days Off: My Life with Type 1 Diabetes and Journey to the NHL)
My diabetes is my 24\7 constant companion. And like anyone who suffers from type 1 diabetes or any other lifelong disease, I never get a day off. But as difficult as my diagnosis has made many things in my life, it's never stopped me from chasing my dream. Every day brings with it a new test and a new opportunity. And lucky for me, I've always liked a challenge.
Max Domi (No Days Off: My Life with Type 1 Diabetes and Journey to the NHL)
People were constantly telling me that I was getting special treatment because of my father. Everywhere my sisters and I went, we had to deal with that.
Max Domi (No Days Off: My Life with Type 1 Diabetes and Journey to the NHL)
I'd known him before he became the famous NHL bad boy he was now, but he'd always been an honest man. He'd never let a puck bunny think she was anything more than that and there was only one woman in the entire world who owned his heart, and that was Lettie.
Samantha Whiskey (Grinder (Seattle Sharks, #1))
Juniper Falls, Minnesota might be a small town, but we've produced 18 NHL players, 5 NCAA All-Americans and three Olympians, including a member of the 1980 Miracle on Ice team. Hockey is almost everyone's blood and NHL games are only for people like us; the Olympics are only once every four years. Juniper Falls High School Hockey is a town event. No, it's the town event which is why, outside of the team and our coach, we're all treated like royality.
Julie Cross (On Thin Ice (Juniper Falls #3))
Just like an NHL sniper who shot hundreds of pucks every day as a boy or the NBA player who practiced free throws forever, I put the same effort into being an accomplished broadcaster. While I’m eternally appreciative of those who helped and influenced me, I had an unrelenting work ethic that led to any success I enjoyed. I’m not saying others didn’t work hard, but I never came across a broadcaster who outworked me. In other words, I was far from a natural.
NOT A BOOK
And I will.
Willie O'Ree (Willie: The Game-Changing Story of the NHL's First Black Player)
It seemed that if it weren't for bad luck, the NHL would have no luck at all. And yet they persevered.
Bob Duff (The First Season: 1917-18 and the Birth of the NHL)
Sidney Crosby is the best player in the NHL
Jaden Parker
I’ve wanted this since I was five years old. I’m now twenty-one and time is running out. Of course, looking back, I realize I had lots of time, but in September 2001, all I knew was that playing the game I loved more than anything in the NHL was the only option. There was no Plan B.
Sean Avery (Ice Capades: A Memoir of Fast Living and Tough Hockey)
The heads on TV were talking about what the pros in the NHL were doing. Why I watched this all the time now I didn't know. Reminding myself of what I'd once had and how I'd ass-fucked my life without the courtesy of any lube or a reach-around.
V.L. Locey (Touch of a Yellow Sun (Colors of Love #2))
My family was my world, the center of everything. My mother taught me how to read early, walking me to the public library, sitting with me as I sounded out words on a page. My father went to work every day dressed in the blue uniform of a city laborer, but at night he showed us what it meant to love jazz and art. As a boy, he’d taken classes at the Art Institute of Chicago, and in high school he’d painted and sculpted. He’d been a competitive swimmer and boxer in school, too, and as an adult was a fan of every televised sport, from professional golf to the NHL.
Michelle Obama (Becoming)
For the Blackhawks players, after years of being told “no,” of being told to shut up and keep your head down and be grateful you’re in the NHL at all, it was jarring to be told “yes” over and over and over again. It was motivating too. It was also kind of terrifying. That’s part of the genius of McDonough.
Mark Lazerus (If These Walls Could Talk: Chicago Blackhawks: Stories from the Chicago Blackhawks' Ice, Locker Room, and Press Box)
The Great One” Wayne Gretzky.
Bill Redban (Sidney Crosby: The Inspirational Story of Hockey Superstar Sidney Crosby (Sidney Crosby Unauthorized Biography, Pittsburgh Penguins, Canada, Nova Scotia, NHL Books))
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Johnny B. Laughing (Yo Mama Jokes Bible: 350+ Funny & Hilarious Yo Mama Jokes)
Brock Boeser
Ross Bonander (The Next Ones: NHL 2015 Draft Prospect Guide)
Dmitri said he would be be around the 500th Russian and liked to joke that by the time he got there, Canadians would be the exceptions in the NHL and people would be complaining that they were taking jobs from Russian boys.
Roy MacGregor (Mystery at Lake Placid (Screech Owls, #1))
Grayson Gunn pushed through the double doors to the Las Vegas Sinners locker room and was met by 23 stares including Nealy Windham’s, his new coach. She was the only female coach in the NHL and that might give some players pause.
Katie Kenyhercz (Fair Trade (Las Vegas Sinners, #5))
As she rounded the corner and started down the aisle of the Primrose Courtyard, her heartbeat picked up. Playing hockey and dancing half-naked at NHL games never fazed her. Having all of Miranda and Ben’s friends and family stare at her as she walked at a snail’s pace in a pageant gown made her mouth go dry and her heart try to shuffle off to Buffalo.
Katie Kenyhercz (Vegas Girl (Lady Sinners, #2))
Some figure skaters were muscular. Lorelai was small and lean, but judging by the determination on her face, in her stride, she could intimidate half of the Sinners NHL team.
Katie Kenyhercz (Home Ice (Las Vegas Sinners, #4))
As I do a few laps around the ice, I picture it in my mind’s eye: playing for the Chicago Falcons. Not only are they one of the biggest junior league hockey teams in all of North America, their players are also a favorite of NHL scouts.
Leah Rooper (Just One of the Boys (The Chicago Falcons, #1))
I’ve tried so hard to rehab my image on my own. Old Rachel is gone. I left her in California along with my Jimmy Choo collection. I’m not that partying celebrity girl anymore. I’m a sports medicine doctor. A highly educated, professional woman. With three boyfriends…on the same NHL team. And I think two of my boyfriends might be boyfriends.
Emily Rath (Pucking Around (Jacksonville Rays, #1))
You see that ice out there?” he asks. “Yes,” I answer. “What color is it?” He doesn’t look at me. His eyes are glued to the rink. “White,” I tell him. “White,” he repeats. “If you let any of my players touch you, that ice will be painted red with their blood, and it’ll be your job to come up with a creative way to explain how a whole team of NHL players went missing,” he says before turning his icy glare on me.
Kylie Kent (Break Out (Vancouver Knights #1))
That guy is an ass.” “Which one?” My new coworker, Indy, cranes her neck to look down the aisle.  “That one, sitting in the exit row.” “Eli Maddison? I’ve heard he’s like the nicest guy in the NHL.
Liz Tomforde (Mile High (Windy City, #1))
My best friend, my husband, starting defenseman and captain of an NHL team. It still doesn’t feel real sometimes. My wife works the bench while my husband skates…oh, and my other husband stands at my side soothing one of my babies.
Emily Rath (Pucking Ever After: Volume 1 (Jacksonville Rays, #1.5))
Star left defenseman for the NHL’s Riverside Reapers. One of my brother’s best friends. The guy I’m secretly in love with—the guy who looks at me like I’m his kid sister.
Celeste Briars (The Worst Kind of Promise (Riverside Reapers #2))
Because I had always dreamed of making it into the NHL, marrying my best friend's sister, and having a family with her, staring up at the stands to see her and our family of red-haired girls cheering me on from the sidelines.
Emilia Rose (My Brother's Best Friend (Bad Boys of Redwood Academy #5))
There’s so much athletic talent that goes unseen because of the economic imbalance. Think what the NHL might look like if money wasn’t an issue. It’d be a lot more fucking colorful, I’ll tell you that much.
Sloane St. James (In the Game (Lakes Hockey, #3))
Rachel Cooley was different than any other girl I met. Even when we were officially stepsiblings, she was a tomboy princess.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))
I fantasized about my stepsister. Technically, she wasn’t my stepsister anymore.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))
I never used condoms in my fantasy. I wanted to feel her wetness soak me up. I wanted to feel her folds stretch around me. I wanted to mold her to my dick and make her mine.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))
When I was a kid, I had a big crush on my stepbrother.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))
God, she was a dream. Every men’s fantasy girl. Long blonde hair. Big, blue eyes. Freckles on high cheeks. Red lips, dimples.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))
wanted to eat her until she came on my face, her juices coating me like sweat from an hour of power skating.
H.C. Cardona (The Darling (Bad Boys of the NHL #1))