In My Reading Era

This steamy enemies to lovers, single dad story is coming soon!

Gabriel Wolfe, the fallen dark angel and club president of the Hounds of Hell MC. His life has been infused with darkness and trauma since the day he was born, forcing more than just desensitization to violence and chaos. Forcing him to crave it to feel stable. Secure. Whole.

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

My relationship with Hunter Delucia started backwards. We met at a wedding. Stealing glances at each other throughout the night, there was no denying an intense, mutual attraction. I caught the bouquet; he caught the garter. Hunter held me tightly while we danced and suggested we explore the chemistry sparking between us. His blunt, dirty mouth should’ve turned me off. But for some crazy reason, it had the opposite effect on me. We ended up back in my hotel room. The next morning, I headed home to New York leaving him behind in California with the wrong number.

DJ Parker is a Grade A Pr*ck… The guy struts around campus like he’s God’s gift to Wildcat football, but I know the truth. He’s arrogant, obnoxious, and terrible in bed. Two years ago, we hooked up and the only memorable thing about it was the fact that he called me the wrong name and ghosted me afterward. So when he moves in next door, who could blame me for wanting a little revenge? Too bad my prank didn’t go as planned. Now my gymnastics scholarship is on the line and I’m stuck playing Waverly’s mascot for the rest of the semester.

When I decided to ditch my V-card, I figured Greek Row was a sure thing. I didn’t count on Cooper-the-cockblocking-jockhole-DeLaurentis or his misguided sense of bro code putting an embarrassing end to my hookup. After all, Waverly’s star wide receiver is the most notorious player on campus. He’s arrogant. Infuriating. Sexy as hell.

Theo Brooks is hard not to notice. With his coy smirk, rock-hard abs, and skilled agility on the ice, he's the cockiest of all the jocks and, unfortunately for me, my new roommate. When Admissions mixes up my first and last name, and I end up living in the male dorms, I feel my perfectly tied schedule loosening with every string Theo pulls. And he likes to pull every single one. It isn't until I find out that my long-time boyfriend is sampling other girls that things get interesting. Theo proposes a solution to my problem.

Three words to describe Kennedy Carter? Smart. Driven. Killer legs. See also: my last hope of winning a national football championship. Okay, so technically that’s more than three, but I’ve got bigger problems at the moment. Thanks to a drunken dare, Waverly University is short a kicker and with the home opener in three weeks, I’ll do whatever it takes to lead my team to victory. Even if it means poaching talent from the women’s soccer team. Or recruiting a sassy, STEM-loving feminist who wants nothing to do with football or me.

Now, as an adult, I do whatever I want and don't care what others think, which is what led me to camming. That led me to him. We have never met in real life. He doesn't even know my real name, but he's consumed my thoughts for years. When I'm forced to stay with the hockey player who once stood me up, I never expected him to be the man behind the screen.

Callen Sinclair has been the bane of my existence since I was six years old. You’d think that would have been my first red flag. I mean... you’d be wrong, but you could think it. In my defense, my brother’s best friend also happens to be the scorching-hot tight end for the Philadelphia Kings football team. He’s cocky and confident, with a sinfully sexy smile that could make a good girl do very bad things. Lucky for me, I’ve never been a good girl.