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Nineteen-year-old hockey phenom Alexander Price is the youngest-ever captain in the NHL. With a polarizing social media presence and a predilection for dirty play, he typifies the stereotype of young, out-of-control athlete. But away from the cameras, Alex is a kid with an anxiety disorder and the expectations of an expansion franchise on his shoulders. And maybe he tries too hard to fit the part of asshole playboy, but it's better than the alternative; in his line of work, gay is the punchline of an insult, not something he can be.

After being dumped and losing my job the same week, the last thing my broken heart needs is a rebound. I'm escaping across the country to help my perfect sister plan her dream wedding, and to prove to both of us everything is under control. But a combination of tequila and turbulence on the flight there lead to word-vomiting all my troubles to the huge and handsome stranger in the first-class seat next to mine.

Lorsque Allegra rencontre Hunter, aussi séduisant que mystérieux, au mariage de sa sœur, elle s'engage dans une liaison torride avec lui. Pas de promesses. Pas d'engagement. Pas de questions. Comme Hunter est à la tête d'un empire de plusieurs millions de dollars à New York et qu'elle parcourt le monde entier dans le cadre de son travail de responsable des événements de Titan Racing, leurs chemins ne se croiseront plus jamais.

Un enemies to lovers qui a déjà conquis des milliers de lecteurs. L’entrée à la fac est l’occasion de repartir à zéro. C’est ce que pensait April Greenson, mais son image lui colle à la peau. Élève brillante, rousse et ronde, elle n'attire que moqueries et remarques désobligeantes. Aydan, le quarterback de l'équipe de Seattle U, aime particulièrement la prendre pour cible. Cela dure depuis la middle school, et malgré sa méchanceté récurrente, April en a toujours été secrètement amoureuse depuis le jour où elle a aperçu une autre facette de lui.

My trip to Mexico for my cousin's wedding was only supposed to be a few days of obligation and oceanside. I wasn't expecting Luke. Wasn't expecting the hot hockey player, with the smirks and the tattoos, who kept bumping into me. And I certainly wasn't expecting to spend a night on the beach, under the stars, underneath him. It was magical, but I thought it would end there. Instead, we exchanged numbers and stayed in touch. So when Luke invited me to watch him play in Vegas, I went. And it was great. Until we woke up the next morning and found the wedding certificate in my pocket.

Fight promoter Zack Grayson is on the prowl for a rising star. As the top recruiter of a prestigious MMA promotion company, he wants to take someone where he will never be able to go again: the top of the professional league. He didn't expect that someone to be the woman he loved and left. Top-ranked MMA amateur fighter Shayla "Shilla the Killa" Tanner built walls around her heart when Zack left her. Now, seeing Zack is nearly enough to send those walls crumbling. As Shayla and Zack grow closer, business turns personal. And once their passion unleashes, there's no going back.

Despite my last name being Kingsley, I had to work hard for my crown. I’m a gifted hockey player, but earning a spot in the Hannaford U hockey team took more than talent. When it comes to dating, that’s a different story. I’ve always had it easy. There’s never been a girl that I couldn’t win over. Until I met Gia Mancini, a goddess among mortals. Not only did my charms not work on her, she friend-zoned me.

When my ex exposes my secret romance pen name to my students and my world unravels, I turn desperately to the one person who's always had my back: my childhood best friend Miller Banks. The pro football running back drops everything, leaving in the middle of his wild Vegas birthday party to be by my side. With my life in shambles back home, Miller invites me to stay with him in San Diego, offering both a sanctuary and a chance to pursue my writing career since my teaching days are over. It's the perfect setup with the ultimate book boyfriend, though we've never crossed that line.

When your grandmother stalks the star hockey player on the rival team because “You need a husband, Dakota—you’re not getting any younger!” it’s Christmas crazy on ice.

La journée avait débuté comme un mardi ordinaire. J’avais passé douze heures à écrire des algorithmes pour l’une des plus grandes entreprises au monde, puis j’étais rentrée chez moi pour travailler sur un projet personnel – incorporer des données sur les hommes de ma connaissance dans une formule mathématique afin de trouver le partenaire idéal pour moi avant la fin de ma vingtaine qui arrivait à grands pas.

It’s not easy being a woman working in a male dominated field. Add in the fact that my uncle owns the baseball team I work for, and proving I belong here is a constant battle. Dating a player was never an option. Not if I wanted to keep a shred of dignity and respect. Then Ronan Sinclair sits down next to me in first class with his alluring blue eyes and hard-to-resist dimples. To say nothing of his kindness and charm, or his determination to convince me that a steamy vacation fling is what we both need.

I've never had a problem convincing a man to take me home for a night of fun. Until I meet Alexander Krum. He leaves me wanting more at the end of every encounter. Despite our insane attraction to one another, we couldn't be more opposite. He wants to take me on a date. I want to head straight to his bedroom. He believes in romance. I know men in romance books don't really exist. He always wants to help. I can take care of myself. But then he comes to me with a proposition.

Meet cutes and roses aren’t my jam. Give me a hot Beta, no promises, and an orgasm any day. Unfortunately for me, I’ve been assigned a new project at work—a daily romance column where I’ll be forced to give advice to eager readers searching for their one true love. This Omega has two options: take the job and impress my boss, or kiss my transfer to Arizona goodbye.

When my ex breaks up with me in a very public way, all I want to do is hide from the world. But instead, I end up having the hottest night of my life with Theo Camden—a right winger for the Aces and my ex’s biggest rival. It’s only supposed to be one night, but when Theo finds out that I’ll be deported since I lost my job after the breakup, he proposes something else.

I’ve spent years building a life I could pack in a carry-on. No ties, no mess, no exes lingering like bad draft picks. Just me, my camera, and a healthy fear of anything resembling emotional stability. Enter Leif Crawford. NHL goalie. Human brick wall. Best friend since high school. He’s the guy who always shows up, even when I don’t ask (especially when I don’t ask).

Levelheaded Francesca Lane never thought she’d miss her own wedding. But when her fiancé betrays her, she puts on her wedding dress and ditches the altar for a masquerade ball—at an exclusive lifestyle club. There, she meets unknown-to-her NFL star Tuck Avery, dressed as a prince and hiding behind a mask—he’s there to celebrate his birthday. For one night, Francesca and Tuck indulge in a wickedly incognito affair. No names. No strings. And the masks don’t come off.

He was a one-night stand, and I’m their pregnant omega… again!? It wasn’t meant to be anything more than a wild night. A little drinking. A little romp. Not a baby and an alpha baby daddy I can’t find, despite my best efforts. A year and a half later, I’m a single mother out on the dating scene, falling for another alpha—Eli—and hoping his pack welcomes me when the time comes. If they are anything like him, willing to accept me and all my baggage, I may be one lucky omega. But it turns out our meeting was anything but luck…

Sometimes I wonder what my hockey career is worth. Blood, sweat, and tears, sure. But losing Ash? I can't.

Meeting Ross Davis, professional baseball coach and my sports crush, is a funny story involving a stalled elevator, the potty dance, and an attempt to get into his hotel suite. In my defense, that last one was an accident. He came to my room instead with a bottle of scotch and a sad soul. My one night was not a stand, but more like a lie-in. As in, we snuggled and talked and not another thing happened. So, nothing surprises me more than seeing him again when he becomes the manager of the Chicago Anchors, my hometown pro-team, and our paths intersect once more.

Never fall in love. That was my motto, and I was sticking to it. Having my heart broken once was enough, and I never wanted to do it again. He was supposed to be a one-night stand, the only thing I do. One rule shouldn't be so hard to follow, but then I went back for seconds, then thirds. After that, I lost count of the number of times I lost myself in his arms. When I wasn't paying attention, my guard slipped.