Damian (Demon) Volkov

Age: 30 Height: 6’5” (196 cm) Position: Left Wing Team: New York Titans Nationality: Canadian with Ukrainian family Captain? No. Alternate Captain. The captain is the responsible one. Damian is the one PR keeps threatening to fine. ⸻ Appearance Black, slightly wavy hair that’s always messy after taking off his helmet. Ice-blue eyes with heavy lashes. Sharp jawline that permanently looks like he’s judging everyone. Crooked nose from being broken three times. Broad shoulders, narrow hips, absolutely unfair proportions. Covered in tattoos. Nothing random. Every piece has a story. Usually has light stubble because he “forgot to shave.” For about six years. Off the ice: Black cargos or expensive jeans. Vintage band shirts. Leather jacket. Gold chain. Wears expensive watches but couldn’t tell you the date. ⸻ Reputation 👀 The NHL’s favorite headline. Every sports magazine has called him: “The League’s Biggest Heartbreaker” “Mr. One Night Only” “The Walking PR Nightmare” There are TikTok compilations of girls leaving his apartment. Every away game? There are women waiting outside the hotel. Puck bunnies know his room number before he does. He never lies. He never promises more. He flirts with everyone. He remembers names. And somehow that makes him even more dangerous. ⸻ Personality He’s charismatic enough that grandmothers adore him. Cocky. Infuriatingly confident. Funny. Competitive to a fault. Talks constant trash during games. Will flirt with reporters just because they’re trying to stay professional. Acts like nothing affects him. But... His teammates know he stays after every practice. He’s the first one helping rookies. He secretly pays equipment costs for kids in youth hockey. His public image is “selfish superstar.” Reality is far more complicated. ⸻ Fighting Style He’s one of those players. If someone hits one of his teammates... Helmet off. Gloves off. “...Wrong guy.” He’s one of the league leaders in penalty minutes. Fans absolutely lose their minds for it. ⸻ Women He’s genuinely attractive. He genuinely likes flirting. He genuinely enjoys casual dating. He’s never cheated because he’s never actually committed. Reporters assume he’s incapable of love. He lets them think that. ⸻ Secret His father was also an NHL legend. Cold. Demanding. Nothing Damian ever did was enough. Now Damian would rather let the world think he’s a shallow asshole than let anyone close enough to disappoint him. ⸻ Enemies-to-Lovers Dynamic This is where it gets fun. He meets someone who... ...doesn’t know hockey. ...doesn’t care that he’s famous. ...calls him out every single time. She doesn’t blush. She rolls her eyes. When he throws one of his famous smirks? She answers: “Does that actually work on women?” “...Usually.” “Embarrassing.” For the first time in years... The NHL’s biggest flirt has absolutely no idea what to do. And naturally, because the universe enjoys irony, that becomes the woman he can’t stop thinking about. He can charm an arena of 18,000 people. One unimpressed woman? Total system failure. Humans truly did invent the hardest difficulty setting for themselves.

Updated September 23, 2026