Novedades

It's always been just me and my girl, Stanley Puck. Now I'm fake engaged to a fierce vet who hates me, to win a team dog contest. And winning isn't about the $100,000 prize anymore. It's about her. Everyone knows me as the hockey star with the Instagram-famous golden retriever. They see the matching sunglasses, the cocky smile, the perfect life. They think they know my story. They don't. When I enter dog show competitions, it's not for the cameras. I have my reasons. What I don't have is time for distractions—especially not a sexy small-town vet. Morgan Bailey. With her rescue dog, ...

I won a $620,000,000 lottery. Big enough to buy a third of Congress. But what to do when the life I've always dreamed of can't include the man I love? Finally, all my fantasies can come true: 1. Text my boss "I QUIT!" (all caps). 2. Walk into Fairwick High's 10th anniversary looking successful (not terrified). 3. Get the hell out and live life out of a suitcase. My bestie suggests bringing her brother to the reunion as my fake fiancé. “You’re a smart engineer, but as an NHL star, Ashton knows gold-diggers and bullies.” I agree. Because I stutter (and get wet) every time I imagine Ash...

“Love at First Flush.” Perfect title if our love story ever becomes a book. I met Ivy when she was hiding from her ex and I was dodging my mother. Before I even saw her face, I was hooked—by her innocence, her laugh, the way she saw me beneath the cocky armor. Not the hockey star, not the Whitmore name. Me. The connection was real. Our hookup was electric. When her smug ex mocked her, I blurted out: “I’m her fiancé.” And just like that, we were fake engaged for the rest of the trip. Every challenge we tackled together made it harder to pretend. When I told my sister I fell for ...

Che fare quando il tuo migliore amico e il tuo primo amore decide di abbandonarti senza una spiegazione e senza alcuna pietà? Des ha lavorato su sé stessa, cercando di dimenticare quanto accaduto, ma andare avanti con un cuore spezzato non è facile. Il giocatore di football, Byron, sembra non pensare più a lei, alla magia che esisteva tra loro. Ma lasciarsi tutto alle spalle sembra impossibile, a causa di una serie di complicazioni i due sono destinati a incontrarsi nuovamente. Des si ritrova costretta a dare ripetizioni a Byron.

A stripper as my fake date to convince Dad I’m qualified to run his billion-dollar company? If my dad hands Carmichael Chemicals to Matthews-the-Monkey, the misogynistic snake will kill my life’s work—the Clean Water for Veterans initiative. But Daddy thinks I’m not CEO material, because I’m happily single. My brother suggests I bring his hockey-star best friend as my fake date to the upcoming executive retreat. Clock is ticking. I’ve got no choice but to ride out this BS. When I meet Ken Branch right outside Dad’s mansion, ready to walk in holding hands, my stomach drops. ...

I discovered I was switched at birth and my world shattered. Now I’m fake engaged to the son of the family I always believed was mine. The only man I shouldn’t touch—and the only one I burn for. Logan LaRue is hot as hell and knows it. Funny too. A New York billionaire hockey star with a line of fans who DM him 'Marry me.' He has nothing in common with a nerdy small-town vet like me. And everything that was rightfully mine. To uncover the truth—and infiltrate the families we were taken from—we pretend to be engaged. It’s supposed to be simple. Temporary. Controlled. But the way ...

Frankie is a good daughter, a loyal best friend, and a model student, coasting through her final semester at an elite Catholic prep school in a wealthy Pittsburgh enclave. But acceptance to her dream college leaves her unmoored. When a classmate takes his life after posting a cryptic message about Woolf Whiting—a former student hockey player who died in a presumed suicide years earlier—Frankie and her best friend, Shiv, decide to investigate Woolf’s death as part of their journalism class project.

My status as one of the league's superstars means I can have any woman I want. Puck bunnies line up at the chance to score with a hockey player. There's just one problem...the only woman I want is off-limits.