I gasped my boyfriend's name into the darkness, and the man inside me froze. Then he asked who I was. Ice water flooded my veins. What? The plan was to surprise my boyfriend in his bed tonight, not end up beneath someone with the same eyes and a very large...hockey stick. Sanderson is my boyfriend's older brother. College hockey star with a puck boy reputation. And I just crossed into forbidden territory… By accident. After that night, I broke up with his brother and swore to never face either of them again. But Sanderson was dead set on making me his. When he started showing up at my ...

Hockey Rule #1: Keep your stick on the ice… and out of the coach’s daughter. On the ice, I’m a weapon. Hard muscle. Brutal checks. A temper that’s earned me too much time in the box. And I do it all for the coach who pulled me out of a dark life and put me in the game. But life hit back harder. Because the girl I want more than my next breath… is his daughter. Big heart. Dangerous curves. Too sweet for the things I want to do to her. She’s the team’s new PTA, here to keep us healthy for playoffs. And an injured hip lands me flat on her exam table, stripped bare and fighting ...

She’s the new PR knockout, and totally off-limits—but I’ll have her begging for trouble. Wild nights, puck bunnies, and one too many bar brawls have our team’s reputation on thin ice. Livia Moody? She’s here to fix the damage. A PR hellcat with a clipboard full of demands and a no-nonsense attitude. She thinks she can keep me in line. Cute. But those sassy comebacks and fiery blue eyes are too easy to fall for… and I’m already gone. New city, new job, and she’s taking on the LA Panthers' headquarters like she owns the place, and swearing she can keep us strictly business. ...

The senator’s daughter needs a bodyguard, even if she doesn’t want one, Forced to fake date each other, it’s not long before they realize they’re playing their roles too well… HER My whole life has been defined by my mom’s career, Now she’s been elected, it seems like she’s only getting more controlling. She tells me I need a bodyguard, but it feels like I’m getting a babysitter, A hot one, for sure, but does he have to be so grumpy?! There’s no way I can live my life with a bodyguard at my elbow the whole time, If we’re going to get through this, we’re going to need...

I came home to start over…not to find a grumpy, gorgeous man sleeping in my bed. Meadow Grove was supposed to be a pit stop. Regroup after my career tanked. Maybe rekindle things with my high school sweetheart. Simple. Until I unlock Aunt Barb’s cabin and find Luke. Grumpy, broody, annoyingly hot Luke—taking up space in my bed like he owns it. (Spoiler: he doesn’t.) Oh, and did I mention we had a one-night stand right before I left for college? Yeah. That happened. I have a plan: Rebuild my career. Get my life together. Avoid the man who makes me forget my own name with just one ...

I was told I could never have children — now how do I tell the billionaire who doesn’t trust women that I’m pregnant with his baby? Eight years ago, Cole Matthews humiliated me in front of everyone at my best friend’s wedding and became the man I loved to hate. Since then, I’ve avoided him at all costs. After an infertility diagnosis, I didn’t think things could get any worse, until my best friend begs me to do her a favor — one which involves working with Cole to uncover a secret. Cole’s dealing with his own wounds. A devastating heartbreak cemented his belief that women ...

He was my one-night mistake in a dark club. Now he’s the one I can’t live without. I left before I could ask his name. I didn’t realize I’d see him again... As the billionaire is threatening to bulldoze my life. Daniel Somerset—aka Mr. I-Know-What-You-Taste-Like— Is now standing in my bakery, suit immaculate, smirk sharper than ever. He’s grumpy, arrogant, and all wrong for me. I bake lavender shortbread and believe in love. He breaks companies apart for breakfast. But then he learns my name. Shows up at my baking class with flour on his designer sleeves. And defends me when ...

I called him an entitled athlete. Oops….. Then I had to reconstruct his knee. And resist falling for him. He is the last man I want to be stuck with. Focused. Famous. Infuriatingly hot. A dangerous mix for my judgment and career. We meet in an elevator. Right after I rant about overpaid athletes with inflated egos. Right behind me is Alex Carter. Hockey legend. NHL royalty. And now he’s my patient. It should’ve ended with his surgery. But when anesthesia hits, he confesses his love—loudly. Now the hospital PR team thinks we’re a power couple. He volunteers with sick kids without ...

I’m being sold off to the Bratva as part of a business deal… I’m a regular American girl, an artist trying to make a name for herself. But then Daddy tells me I’m a part of his business arrangement… I have to marry a cold, intense Bratva guy twice my age, whether I want to or not. Our marriage binds our families, giving both parties skin in the game. Nobody cares that my skin doesn’t want to be sold off to him. He says my innocence sparks an obsessive need in him. He wants me purely for himself, like an object he possesses. They say that time heals all wounds, even the most ...

He's the grump with a shattered past. She's the sunshine determined to put him back together—if his demons don't break them both first. I don’t do smiles. I don’t do team bonding, calendar shoots, or charity events. I play hockey. I stay out of the spotlight. After what happened, I learned two things: never get close enough to get burned and trust is just another word for weakness. Then Lily Thompson storms into my life—PR sunshine wrapped in floral dresses and relentless optimism. Her job? Drag me, the resident grump, into her world of photo ops and feel-good content. Her goal? ...

She's the definition of don’t even think about it. Look up off-limits in the dictionary, and not only is her name there—it’s underlined, bolded, and signed by her dad. And yet, here I am. Kissing my coach’s daughter against a wall where anyone could see us. Easily the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. Starting a fight on the ice? Sure. Taking a slapshot to the ribs and playing through it? Not my brightest moment. But this? It’s the kind of mistake that could end me. And the craziest part? I’d do it again. Because if Sophie Novak is a mistake… She’s the only one I ever want to make.

Dmitri Sokolov doesn't lose control. Until his daughter’s nanny quits days before playoffs—and Erin O’Connor steps in to help. The Captain's baby sister. Too young. Too tempting. Too damn off-limits. But now she's in his home—close, distracting, and turning his world upside down.

“If ye kiss me, will I be ruined?” Lady Kathleen Mackintosh despises being controlled. So, when her parents forbid her from attending her best friend’s wedding, she does what any defiant lass would—she sneaks away. But getting ambushed by enemy soldiers on the road? That wasn’t part of the plan. Blaine Farquharson has taken on many dangerous missions as a hired sword, but secretly saving a reckless, sharp-tongued noblewoman? That may be his most foolish yet. Kathleen is infuriating, unpredictable… and entirely irresistible. But she can never know who he’s working for. If ...

A hockey star, a one-night stand, and a baby neither of us planned. I never thought I’d see Wyatt Banks again until he walks back into my life as my client. He’s every woman’s fantasy: tall, smoldering, and built to ruin you in all the best ways. One night with him changed everything. He left without a word, leaving me with the biggest secret of my life…our son. As a PR expert, my job is to fix his image, not relive the heat of our past. But every time he looks at me, that same fire ignites, pulling me closer to the edge. I’m fighting to stay professional, but Wyatt isn’t making...

Lucca Pixon is the hockey player everyone dreams about being near—and being with. And, yes, I secretly had his baby. The truth could cost me my career and get him into trouble, too, so the single mom life is how I’ve been surviving. That is, until I’m given an assignment. It looks like Luc has gotten himself into trouble again, and it’s my job to write about it. The last thing I should do is randomly show up before a hockey game with a baby in a stroller and tell Luc he’s the father.