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My name is Rachel Price, and two months ago, I walked away from the perfect man. Sweet and funny, and so hot it should be illegal—we shared one magical night. No names. No strings. I never thought I'd see him again. I was wrong. It turns out Mr. Perfect is the playboy grinder for the Jacksonville Rays, the NHL's hottest new hockey team . . . and I'm his new physical therapist. Oh, and the jerk doesn't even recognize me!

They're both rich and powerful and have a debt to settle in the wealthy circles of NYC. Then there's me... the naive girl trying to make it in this city, pissed off and seemingly a willing pawn. It was supposed to be one night to get over one man by getting under another. Then one thing led to another, and it all spiraled out of control. It was never supposed to go this far.I was never supposed to fall for him. And he was never supposed to risk it all for me.

My name is Tess Owens, and my life is officially on fire. I never thought dancing at my best friend's wedding would be the match to light the flames. But with one lingering touch, one longing look . . . and one sneaky caterer holding a camera phone, my almost ex-husband is ready to torch my entire life. Unwilling to face the heat, I do what I do best: I run. Straight into the arms of Rachel and her team of NHL hockey players.

Curious to know what happened to Rachel and the guys after that fateful hockey game in Los Angeles? Pucking Ever After: Volume 1 provides listeners with a six-chapter peek into the future of Team Price. Bonus content in this volume spans four years after the end of Pucking Around.

From the international bestselling Jacksonville Rays Hockey series comes a second happily ever after novella!

I've always done what was expected of me. Layla Birch, the good girl. Forced to grow up too fast. To take care of everything myself. I had a plan. Only, I didn't count on him. Colton Wilder, the cowboy nearly twice my age. He's my dream man. One who takes care of me, gives me a job, and makes my pulse thud harder every time he comes near. My ex-boyfriend's father. The nights are long and cold on top of this mountain. As the snow grows thicker and the tension builds between us, we're both inching closer to a line we shouldn't cross.

The Anguis, a secret society of power-hungry individuals, have long controlled Port Macabre from their seat at Noire House, a place where the wealthy rub shoulders and chase hedonistic pleasures. However, behind the mansion's facade lies a poisonous, hidden underworld.

LaRynn Lavigne and Deacon Leeds had one short and contentious summer fling when they were teens—certainly nothing to build a foundation on. But a decade later, when their grandmothers have left them with shared ownership of their dilapidated Santa Cruz building, they're thrust back together and have to figure out how to brace up the pieces. LaRynn has the money, but in order to access her trust, she has to be married. Deacon has the construction expertise, but lacks the funds. A deal is struck: Marry for however long it takes to fix up the property, collect a profit, and cut ties.

Recently traded to the Chicago Rebels, hockey veteran Dylan “Banks” Bankowski is adjusting to what might be his last team and his final year in the NHL. That means taking care of his battered body while he strives for the one goal that’s managed to elude him: a championship ring. What he does not need is a visit from the woman to whom he gave a different kind of ring months ago. His young, flighty, socialite wife. Apparently, signing the annulment papers within a week of their wedding in Vegas didn’t quite take, and now she’s back, right before the playoffs when he needs his focus most.

I never thought in a million years that the bones would choose me. The power, the magic, was supposed to go to someone else in the family. I was counting on it. But now my Grammy Ruby is gone, and here the bones sit on my kitchen table. I thought bitter relatives would be my biggest problem. But I’ve barely had time to find a familiar before trouble comes a-knocking. The kind that possesses smoldering green eyes and a smile that can turn any woman dumb. His name is Rogan Kendrick, and he’s certain that someone is hunting down and taking my kind. According to him, I’m next.

This cheerleader's been dreaming of a white Christmas—but thanks to wild weather and grounded planes, I'm stuck doing my holiday to-do list (of the sugar and spice variety) without a snowflake in sight. After an airport run-in with my team's football coach, there's hope I may not have to do it alone. Coach Buzzkill, aka James Porter, definitely needs a break from his routine, and my little scavenger hunt could do the trick—if he'll let it.

In The Indian Card, Carrie Lowry Schuettpelz grapples with these contradictions. Through in-depth interviews, she shares the stories of people caught in the mire of identity-formation, trying to define themselves outside of bureaucratic processes. With archival research, she pieces together the history of blood quantum and tribal rolls and federal government intrusion on Native identity-making.

As if being locked up in the crazy house wasn’t bad enough, I wake up to discover that the person I trust most in the world just morphed into a bloodthirsty monster. My only chance for escape comes in the form of two women calling out from within a shimmering tunnel. So, it's either stick around and get murdered or jump through some kind of portal.

When my best friend tells me she's finally following her dreams and starting her own business, I couldn't be happier. Since college, we've talked about creating a website where people of all types can feel free to be themselves and explore what turns them on. So when she asks me to run it with her, I'm all in. Until she asks me to sleep with her and her husband, and post it on the website.

Koraine always dreamed of seeing the world and escaping the confines of Morwen, the water kingdom she grew up in. Finally, that wish was coming true—at a price. She was being forced to marry the prince of their rival kingdom, Abelon, the kingdom of fire. Bellamy always knew one day he would become king. He spent every day trying to prove himself as a prince to a father with impossible expectations. Never once had he questioned the king's demands—until his marriage was announced. Being forced to marry a nobleman's daughter from his rival kingdom had never been a part of his plan.

I looked into Rogan Kendrick’s eyes, told him I loved him…and then I died. So how the hell am I standing naked in the middle of a morgue, doing my best not to freak the fuck out? I’m a Bone Witch, or at least I was before Rogan bound us together. Blood magic now flows through my veins too, and I think somehow the man I shouldn’t love, the one who betrayed me, who couldn’t choose me…has saved me.

Ryker Weylyn was never the same after rogue wolves tragically killed his mate when he was young. Now bitter and angry at the world, he spends his days hunting down the monsters that took everything away from him. But when circumstances force him to return home after five years of being away, he's shocked to find that his mate is very much alive and breathing. The only problem is, she doesn't remember him.

I never saw it coming...the bones...the magic...the betrayal. It’s no longer a question of who I can trust - the answer is no one. Now, it’s about survival. I’m in the heart of the Order, trying to solve a series of mysterious disappearances, while doing everything that I can not to become bait. Enemies are circling, and they can’t seem to decide if they see me as a pawn or as a threat. Oh, and there’s that little issue of being tethered to Rogan, who I now want to kill. It’s time to figure out just what I’m capable of though. Because fool me once...shame on you.

I came to Cherry Peak to find answers. Ones that could change the entire trajectory of my life forever. The idea of searching for the sister I never knew existed was simple enough, but I should have known better than to expect something with such high stakes to go according to plan. It only took one night of dancing between tables in a small town bar for all of said plans to turn to ash. I wasn’t here to fall into the arms of a man who wears his heart on his sleeve and a grin on his all-too handsome face, yet there’s something about Johnny that keeps tugging me closer.

Uncovering a human trafficking ring, Brody unknowingly brought danger to the doorstep of the only woman he ever truly loved, and their family, who he desperately wants to protect. After being rescued from captivity and working hard to remember the family he was forced to leave behind, drugged to forget, Brody holds the power and proof to bring down all the powerful people behind the heinous crimes against humanity. Now he lies on a cot, in an eight-by-ten jail cell, thinking about his next move while being consumed with worry about their safety.