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The Hockey Prince's Secret Ice Queen

Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 1173    |    Released on: 26/09/2026

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rnoon. The Br

. I told myself that three times, while stubbornly ignoring the fact that I ha

d onto the ice wearing a dark gray hoodie and black track pants, every phone in the facility tilted in his

en off-duty, people stopped what they

d pushed off into an aggressive

mist

into the ice. His feet flew out from under him, and two hundred pounds of varsity capt

Hayes was leaning on his stick, howling, while Be

glass right at me with an embarrassed, devastatingly hand

with careful, basic strides. I deliberately kept my balance flat and unremarkable, mo

'?" I asked, stopping beside

and intense, his pale blue eyes holding a heat that made my breath

its rhythm. I tightened my core, pulling him up. His immense weight tilted t

eeks. "Stop leaning forward like you're charging a defender. Stand tall. Keep you

kates, his warm breath stirring the hair

s just driving an ov

ed laugh, the deep vibration

t on earth a

voice sliced thr

in matching designer athletic sets. She skated right up to Julian, familia

ghts! Why are you wobbling aroun

hers, taking half a step toward me. "

on my nose, down to my faded sweater and scuffed rental boots-measuring my bare face and total lack o

ulian, you got the four-eyed creek girl who digs in mud to coach you? Can

Seriously, can she even skate without those heavy specs slipping down h

the barrier in front of me, her red c

, her green eyes blazing. "And her four-eyed brain has more pro

"Cute hair, Bright. Did you dye

d I'll dye the ice

eeve, firmly pulling her back before she cou

rms like a ringmaster. "Hey! Since everyone's here, let's make it interesting!

s screamed, and people in the stan

she looked at me. "Count me in. What

a step back toward the exit gate. "I came here to coach basic ed

on. "That's what I thought. Good girl. Know

t. They weren't just attacking me; they were reducing my h

The only person in this building who knew

realization cl

a

am captain... then winning wasn't about romance at all. Winning meant I got guaranteed, one-on-one

d computational rescue dis

gleaming with dark, knowing amusement. He took a deliberate step tow

an whispered, offering a devastatingly subtle half-smile. "Wh

as calculating. He was h

"Sage! Look at these plastic vultures! Destro

oke's arrogant face, th

my chest turned into s

ringing clear across the

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The Hockey Prince's Secret Ice Queen
The Hockey Prince's Secret Ice Queen
“All I wanted was to find a computer genius to process the non-linear dynamic equations for my ecological model. Instead, I found myself cornered by Julian Andrews, the university's hockey prince, trading a public, staged kiss for his academic support. To finalize our "deal," I was dragged to the campus ice rink. The cheerleaders and puck bunnies immediately swarmed him, mocking my plain clothes and treating me like a pathetic joke. Brooke, the head cheerleader, even set up a figure skating competition with a date with Julian as the grand prize. She performed a basic spin, blew him a kiss, and smugly waited for me to fall flat on my face and humiliate myself. His hockey teammates laughed from the sidelines, watching me try to support Julian as he stumbled around the ice like a newborn giraffe. But as I held his warm hand to keep him from falling, I couldn't help but feel something was terribly wrong. Why was a top-tier athlete faking such awful balance? And why did his ice-blue eyes stare at me with such knowing anticipation, as if he already knew about the professional figure skating past I had spent years trying to bury? "Just let go and skate." He whispered, slowly releasing my hand. I took a deep breath, glided to the center of the rink, and landed a flawless double Axel. As the entire rink fell into a dead, shocked silence, I realized I had just exposed not only my own hidden past, but also the biggest secret of the campus god.”