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Shane Wilder: pro surfer, dream chaser, thief of my heart—and completely off-limits. It was infatuation at first sight. On our first date, he took me to watch the fireworks. It was a magical night of stolen kisses and whispered confessions under the stars. But it all came to a screeching halt when he asked the one question I’d been dreading: "How old are you, Remy?" Right guy, wrong time.

I’m the only woman on staff for the Windy City Warriors, and after years of putting up with a sexist lead doctor, I’m desperate to land my dream job with a new team next year. All I have to do is maintain my professional reputation for my final season in Chicago. But a Las Vegas run-in with the team’s shortstop threatens it all, leaving me with a fuzzy memory and a ring on my left hand.

Some men are just off-limits. Like, say, all the other football players in the league…. I have to stop replaying the one night I spent with my rival. Trouble is, that white-hot encounter with the other quarterback answered a lot of questions I’ve had about myself, but it also led me into this mess where he hates me…

What happens is that you get “make out with strangers and pee in a parking lot” drunk. Tie the knot with a guy you just met. Then *allegedly* participate in depraved group activities with him and his friends in the honeymoon suite of a five-star hotel. But that’s not even the worst part.

I caught her staring at me from across the quad, eyes fixed on the football jersey stretched across my wide chest. And if I flexed my muscles, showing off the strength of a defensive tackle, it was just to see her blush. And then she did, and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her wide eyes. The freckles on her cheeks. I needed to know her. The girl who scampered away every time we bumped into each other—by accident and by design.

I'm NHL defenseman Lance Romero, AKA Lance "Romance". I'm notorious for parties and excess. I have the most penalty minutes in the league. I get into the most fights. I take the most hits. I'm a player on and off the ice. I'm the one women with no inhibitions want. Not because I like the notoriety, but because I don't know how to be any other way. I have secrets. Ones I shared with the wrong person, and she used them against me. Sometimes she still does.

As a pro athlete, I have one unbreakable rule when it comes to men—Don't date another baseball player. Good thing I haven't been tempted once in four years in the majors. Until the day a rising star walks into my locker room. Outgoing and sexy-as-sin, Grant has confidence and talent for miles. But, I've got far too much trouble in my past to want to bring any into my present.

Things I didn't have on this year’s bingo card—marrying the new hotshot hockey player one night in Vegas. But the team captain dared us to say I do. And I’m the kind of girl who doesn’t back down. Especially when the team captain starts flirting with me too right after the ceremony. Maybe they both want to kiss the bride? Come to think of it, that’s not such a bad idea. Soon, one dare leads to another, and I’m saying puck yes to both players sharing me on my wedding night.

When my dad retires, I take over as the new owner of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team. As a businessman and father of a teenage daughter, I'm prepared for the challenges of the game, but Maeve, the stunning blonde I meet on a dating app—not so much. Despite the large age gap, the connection between us is electric, and our one-night hookup quickly spirals into something deeper. But life checks me harder than a hockey player when I discover Maeve is the executive assistant my dad raved about—which means she now works for me.

I’m a rookie, in every sense of the word. But even though I have a wicked crush on the sexy shortstop on my baseball team, I won’t give in to my fantasies about him. I’m here in the majors for the first time to play ball. Not to experience my first time with a man. Trouble is, Declan Steele is sexy, flirty, and now he’s my new workout partner. We’re spending mornings together in the gym, getting to know each other. Our connection is powerful—maybe because we each have our fair share of secrets and scars. Ones we'll both fight to protect.

After a brutal attack at college, I return home to heal over the summer. Enter Silas: a former MMA champion with a scowl as permanent as his tattoos. Taking self-defense lessons from him feels like a step in the right direction. With every training session, our bond strengthens, turning pain into passion and doubt into self-confidence. Before long, our self-control unravels and we cross lines we shouldn't.

Brogan Six’s fan mail has been filling my mailbox for weeks. With every lipstick covered letter I receive, my irritation with him grows. And let’s not talk about the time I accidentally opened one of the packages to find someone had sent him their panties. Gross. When I come face-to-face with my new nemesis, I expect to give him a piece of my mind and we’ll go our separate ways. Me to an empty mailbox and him to sift through his panty collection. That is not what happens.

Resisting the shortstop has never been my strong suit. I failed at it during my first spring training. It sure as hell looks like I'm about to fail at it again. The sport I love playing with my very soul hangs in the balance. But everything my heart craves lies with the guy I've got to resist. A guy who's asking me to make the toughest choice ever.

Als Verteidiger der erfolgreichen Eishockeymannschaft New York Devils hat Liam McNamara alles erreicht, was er sich je erträumt hat. Ruhm, Geld und sein gutes Aussehen sorgen dafür, dass ihm die Frauen zu Füßen liegen, doch der überzeugte Single geht lieber keine tieferen Bindungen ein und scheut eine echte Beziehung wie der Teufel das Weihwasser. Als er eines Tages erfährt, dass seine erste Liebe Emma Baker heiratet, gerät seine ganze Welt aus den Fugen. Sie ist die Eine, die ihm vor langer Zeit das Herz gebrochen hat und der Grund für seine selbst gewählte Einsamkeit.

The first time I meet Niall O'Rourke, he greets me, wearing little more than a scowl and a demeanor colder than the ice he skates on. I do my best to avoid him, that is, until he makes a proposition too good to refuse: I pretend to be his fiancee, and in return, he'll appear on my local television show. Despite our personalities clashing like hockey sticks, I discover beneath his brawny exterior is a man burdened by a complex past and a wounded heart.

Ryder Goode has been my celebrity crush since he signed on with the Charleston Coyotes. Watching him race around the ice has become a favorite pastime of mine. Despite him being one of my brother's teammates, we've never met. At least not until he cashes in on the prize he won in a charity auction—one weekend with me as his personal chef. During those two days, every preconceived notion I have about him gets annihilated, leaving me wanting to learn more about the kind and generous man. So when he asks me to stay on as his full-time chef, I accept.

The first time I met Murphy, the goalie of the Coyotes hockey team, I thought he was the most attractive man I'd ever seen. The second time, we shared a wild night and I never planned to see him again. Imagine my surprise when I showed up for a work meeting only to find out Murphy was my new client. He needed a bodyguard to pose as his live-in girlfriend, and I was perfect for the job.

When Kaiden Hart, the captain of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team, comes to my aid in an emergency, it's the first time I've seen him since I was a young girl. And boy, have the years been kind to him. When he invites me out to dinner, accepting seems like the polite thing to do. At least that's what I tell myself. How else can I justify wanting to be near my older sister's ex-boyfriend? It couldn't have anything to do with his piercing blue eyes and kissable lips. Who cares if he's got chiseled abs and a rear end I could bounce a quarter off of?

My dad has been the coach of the Charleston Coyotes for as long as I can remember. All the time I've spent in ice rinks has taught me two things: 1. I will NEVER date a hockey player. As a single mom, it's not like I have time for romance anyway. 2. Nothing smells worse than hockey players after a game. And I work as a dog groomer, so I have experience with smelly animals. It's amazing how quickly my rules are forgotten when Darius walks into my pet salon.

"Bleib dir immer treu", sagte ihr Vater einst zu Olivia. Seine Worte hallen der New Yorker Musicalschülerin im Kopf, während sie als VIP-Betreuerin im Tigers anheuert. Der Verlockung, mit 'persönlichem Extra-Service' ein imposantes Trinkgeld zu verdienen, kann Olivia nur so lange widerstehen, bis sie dort auf den berühmten Footballspieler Jacob trifft. Der muskulöse Sportler übt eine magische Anziehung auf sie aus. Es bleibt ein schales Gefühl zurück, das hartnäckig an ihrer Seele haftet, denn es lässt alte Wunden wieder aufbrechen.