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I always thought of Silas Rush as my biggest rival on the track and a stuck-up loner off of it. He and his fancy pro career left our crappy hometown in the dust before high school even finished, and then I didn't think of him much at all. I was too busy trying to keep my little sisters from turning into addicts like our mom, and myself from turning into a rage-junkie like our dad. All while keeping food on the table. Now he's back, reminding me of all the things I don't have, just like he always did.

Tatum Kelly's life was spiraling. The funding for the women's hockey team was cut, her scholarship was ruined, and her hopes for the season were gone. With nothing else to lose, Tatum joins the men's team, much to the dismay of captain Callum O'Neil. Luckily for them, you don't need to be friends to be winners. As the tension builds, Callum's best friends, Jace and Shawn, pursue Tatum's respect, both on and off the ice. Determined to make this season her best yet, Tatum knows better than to get involved with one teammate, much less two.

When it comes to hockey, I'm all about the game. I've worked for years to be one of the best in the league, and l've done it without splashing my orientation all over the tabloids. My hockey image is one I've carefully cultivated, and after one night with Ezra Palaszczuk, I risk it all. He's cocky, obnoxious, and has an ego bigger than Massachusetts. And okay, maybe he's the sexiest man I've ever known. We'll never get along. Not when we sleep together. Not even when my possessive streak awakens. That doesn't stop us from falling into bed together over and over again.

It turns out making out with my best friend in high school could be considered gay. Who knew? Apparently, everyone but me. Now that it's been pointed out, I can't help reliving it in my head. Repeatedly. Good-bye Denial Town, hello Confusionville. When my path leads me down the gay dating app route, I don't expect to meet anyone I like, but then I meet him. He can't be more opposite than me. He's smart, he hates hockey, and he identifies as demi - something I've never heard of. Yet I can't deny something's there.

For the last three years, I've lived and breathed hockey with one goal: team captain. There's only one thing standing in my way. TJ Beckett. Beck is irresponsible and immature, and I've hated him since the moment we met freshman year. Yet the coaches see something in him I obviously can't, and they refuse to choose between us. The captain spot is going to a team vote. And the team thinks that what we need are a bunch of challenges to prove our worth. 

"Look out for Zach, and don't hit on him." My brother's request sounds easy enough. Keep an eye out for his best friend on campus and keep my hands to myself. Easy. Even if Zach is a quintessential nerd, who I've always thought was cute, I don't have the time to think with my...stick. There's only one stick I should be focused on this year, and that's my hockey stick. My goal once I graduate is to get an NHL contract. The last thing I need is a distraction. On or off the ice. Only, keeping to the rules is harder than I thought it would be. 

Sex is a fantastic stress reliever. Or so I'm told by the two hot guys who offer to help me get over some of my work-induced anxiety by getting under both of them. I say yes—for one night—and proceed to have my world rocked—for three days. I can not afford that kind of distraction. As fun as it was, I have a business to run, a loan to pay off, and a life to live that does not include any extra commitments or responsibilities. Especially not a golden retriever hockey player and a bossy billionaire who are in love with each other and want to make me the third in their long-term plans.

The rookie goalie with the Christmas-movie smile was never supposed to get under my skin. He's loud, relentless, and far too good at seeing through the walls I've spent years building. When the blizzard hit, I figured I could survive a few days of his cheer. I didn't plan on him looking at me like I was worth unwrapping. We said it was just to keep warm. Just a weekend thing. But then he keeps showing up—at the rink, in my bed, in my dreams—and suddenly I'm the one breaking all my own rules. He still believes in holiday magic. I stopped believing a long time ago.

I’m a Division I cheerleader with hopes of becoming a sports broadcaster. None of my plans for college include getting knocked up by a cheating ex who just got engaged to another girl. When my father finds out I’m pregnant, he goes ballistic. That’s when my BFF, bad boy Billy Babcock, comes to my rescue and agrees to “take responsibility”. Billy and I solidify our contract on a napkin—he’ll pretend to be my baby’s father, and I’ll help him clean up his image. The only problem is my father, the football coach, hates Billy.

Felix Becker is trying to figure out where he belongs in New Jersey. After spending nearly a decade in Texas in a codependent, though platonic, relationship with his best friend, recent Stanley Cup winner Rowan Foley, it's time to move on. His new condo is fine, but things finally start to look...

You know what’s the worst feeling in the world? Being in love with someone since you were twelve years old, knowing they only see you as a little brother type. Not even becoming an NHL star has made him realize I’m all grown up now. All of that changes when I ask my brother’s best friend to ref a charity match and we spend an entire week in each other’s pocket. Being close to him is torture, but for the first time since my adolescent crush started, I begin to feel hope.

My plan is simple: keep my head down, my skates sharp, and my name on the scouts' radar. Babysitting a legacy was not part of the plan. Eli shows up to rush Kappa Omega Kappa looking like he got lost on the way to chess club. He's quiet, awkward, and clearly has no clue what he's doing in a house full of loud, alpha-type frat bros. But on day one, his quiet confidence somehow gets under my skin.

Word of advice: Don't come out to random guys in public restrooms. Even if they're charming and adorably nerdy and offer to help. My family believes I can't be happy if I'm not out to the world. I have a bitter ex-boyfriend and an unstable NHL career to show for it. A fake boyfriend seems like an easy and quick solution to get my family off my back, and this guy is volunteering. I take him up on it without asking his name. I really should've asked for his name.

The worst part of being in love with my straight best friend is the fact he’s too oblivious to see it. Years of pining have left me exhausted, and I need a break from Dex. I need space to get over my feelings. But when his relationship falls apart and he turns to me for comfort, I cave immediately. If there’s one thing I hate more than being hurt, it’s seeing Dex struggle. I can’t leave him in a time of need, even if my friends say it’s my biggest downfall. They say Dexter Mitchale is my weakness, but if that’s true, I don’t want to be strong.

My name is Jean Moreau. My place is at Evermore. I belong to the Moriyamas. It is a truth Jean has built his life around, a reminder this is the best he can hope for and all he deserves. But when he is stolen from Edgar Allan University and sold to a more dangerous master, Jean is forced to contend with a life outside of the Nest for the first time in five years. The Foxes call his transfer to California a fresh start; Jean knows it is little more than a golden cage.

Colton Caldwell is hotter than I remember—broad chest, muscles in all the right places, wavy brown hair, and eyes that suck me in. All private-school perfection. Pity he can’t drive worth a damn. He hit me with his truck, just backed out without looking, leaving me bruised, aching… and well aware of him. But things have changed since he left. A lot of things. He’s no longer the budding football star, and I’m no longer the gawky kid he never noticed.

First day of college, everyone is settling into their rooms, and in walks Jeff Woods—the blond bastard. He’s arrogant, smart and an elite swimmer. Worst of all, everyone loves him. Only, he’s also insufferable, flirty, and a sex god. He pushes every button I never knew I had—all with an air of indifference—like he doesn’t know the effect it has on me. Did I mention he’s the hottest guy I’ve ever laid eyes on?

Lifestylereporterin Rosie Chapman steckt in einer Karriere-Sackgasse: Ihr zunächst so verheißungsvoll klingender Job als TikTok-Reporterin für das Boulevardmagazin wird beim Sender belächelt und hat sich nicht wie erhofft als Sprungbrett erwiesen. Bis sie auf einer Charity-Veranstaltung die skandalumwitterte Lady Richmond kennenlernt, die einst den englischen Kronprinzen vor dem Traualtar stehen ließ – und sich nun bereit erklärt, Rosie ein Interview zu geben.

I've crushed on the wrong person for years, all because he showed me kindness in a time when I greatly needed it. But my coach isn't interested in me, and that's a hard pill to swallow. The man who is interested turns out to be someone I talk to almost every day. He bids on a date with me at a charity auction, and I take him on an adventurous kayaking picnic date on a large, remote lake in a valley surrounded by mountains. As it turns out, I doomed our date from the beginning by not taking note of the weather report.

One summer. An island resort escape. Solitude to banish the demons in my past. What begins as a chance meeting on a beach during sunset turns into the most romantic, life-changing five weeks I could ever dream up with two of the most amazing men I've ever met. The end of summer comes all too soon, and we're forced to part ways, though we promise to keep in touch. Fate isn't letting this be the end, though. The start of the new school year finds me on Alka's soccer team. We're not sure whether to celebrate being together again or hide our forbidden relationship.