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gennychris

gennychris's Books(3)

No love,Just hockey(...until there is love)

No love,Just hockey(...until there is love)

LGBT+
5.0
After a brutal game and a hard-won victory, the team hit the showers, laughter echoing off the locker room walls. Plans were made, pizza was promised, and the captain led the charge out into the night. Everyone left-except Ivy. Delayed by a swarm of reporters prying into her rumored relationship with Ellie Williams, daughter of the legendary musician Justin Williams, Ivy finally escaped the chaos and slipped back inside. The locker room was quiet now. Empty. Safe. She stripped out of her gear, muscles aching, and stepped under the hot water. Just as the steam began to clear her head, she felt it-a hand, slow and certain, slipping around her waist. She didn't flinch. Didn't need to. She knew those hands. Knew that touch. It was Ellie. "You're late," Ellie whispered, lips brushing the back of Ivy's neck. Ivy leaned into her without thinking, the heat between them flaring hotter than the water cascading down her skin. Fingers traced damp curves. A breath hitched. A moan caught in Ivy's throat as Ellie pressed her back against the tile, mouth finding hers, claiming it with something fierce and unspoken. "I couldn't stop thinking about you," Ellie said. "You never do," Ivy breathed. But outside that steam-wrapped world, nothing was simple. On the ice, Ivy and Rey Navarro are rivals. In the locker room, they're barely more than enemies. Now, thanks to a scandal and a shady PR deal, they've been forced to become teammates-and face the electric tension that's always simmered between them. As sparks fly and grudges blur into desire, Ivy finds herself torn between two women: Ellie, the bad ass rich brat steady flame who touches her gently behind closed doors. And Rey, the wildfire who challenges her, sees through her, and makes her burn. With the league watching, teammates whispering, and the media feeding on every glance and headline, Ivy is caught in a love triangle with no easy out. The only question is: Who does she want when the final buzzer sounds? No Love, Just Hockey (...until there is love) is a slow-burn queer romance packed with enemies-to-lovers heat, off-limits desire, tangled loyalties, and the high-stakes pressure of falling for the one person you shouldn't.