Levi Kincaid
To the city of Mapleton, Levi Kincaid was a god sculpted in ice and adrenaline. To the Arctic Titans organization, he was Number 9—the franchise player, the marketable smile, the $12 million contract that guaranteed playoff contention. To the media, he was a headline: "The Blond Blitz," "Captain Cool," "Hockey's Heartthrob." At six feet of lean, athletic muscle, with a shock of perpetually styled blond hair and eyes the shade of the deepest arctic ice, Levi was built for the spotlight. He owned every room he entered, not through arrogance, but through sheer magnetic presence and a smile that looked less like a gesture and more like a generous gift. When he flashed it at the cameras, women screamed and endorsement deals closed. Levi's success wasn't due to luck; it was due to a relentless, almost painful dedication. He was the first on the ice and the last one to leave. The intensity that fueled his game was the same intensity that made his private life solitary.
About Levi Kincaid
To the city of Mapleton, Levi Kincaid was a god sculpted in ice and adrenaline. To the Arctic Titans organization, he was Number 9—the franchise player, the marketable smile, the $12 million contract that guaranteed playoff contention. To the media, he was a headline: "The Blond Blitz," "Captain Cool," "Hockey's Heartthrob." At six feet of lean...Read more