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She's back. We were kids the last time I saw her, but my innocent crush from childhood is full-grown now. And it's not so innocent anymore. She's a breath of fresh air from the series of one-night stands since being drafted into the NHL. I've only got one shot with her, and I'm not taking it for granted. I may give her the passion she's been craving, but she's the intimacy I've waited for my whole life.

Hockey comes first. Always has, always will. I've got a one-year contract, 365 days to prove to them I'm worth the investment—which is why I need to stay far away from the woman across the hall. We know each other quite well, but she thinks we're strangers. I need to keep it that way. The problem is she's everywhere. Across the hall, on my laptop, bartending where my team hangs out. Micky is like a loose thread that I can't stop tugging. Then, one night, she steps in to do me a favor, and all my defenses get shot to hell. Now, I'm showing her the real me, but it might not be enough for her.

I live my life head over heart and never rock the boat, which is how I wound up engaged to Bryan Davenport—the biggest mistake I ever made. We were a power couple, but no one knew how cruel he could be behind closed doors. When I decide to leave, my fiancé shows just how ruthless he can be and sends me running to the last person I expect: his best man.

Growing up, the ice was my safe space. I excelled at playing hockey. However, these days, it's hockey players who provide sanctuary—one bed at a time. We have an arrangement. I offer them a night of pleasure, and in return, they grant me all the temporary, artificial love I can get my hands on—a chance to feel whole. Happily ever after doesn't exist where I come from, but I crave it just the same. It was a foolproof system. Until Barrett. One night with him was all it took to tear down walls and crack the facade I worked so hard to build.

Laurel Lake held the title America’s Friendliest Town for seventeen years running, and friendly was just what I needed right now. Unfortunately, friendly wasn’t the welcome I got when I arrived. Instead, I got Fox Cassidy. My tall, dark, and burly neighbor, who grunted at me instead of saying hello. Okay, so I might’ve had his mailbox in my hands the first time we met. And it might’ve been a little crushed after removing it from under my tire. And I might’ve needed his help breaking into the place I was staying in after the key broke off in the lock.

There cannot be only one job in Hideaway Springs. Not that I won't take literally anything at this point, but the likelihood of Levi Reeves hiring me is negative zero. And if he does, I'd be sleeping with the horses, not in his house! Or he'd call the police and 'finally arrest' the town Rogue for all her misdemeanours. But that doesn't stop me from knocking on his door. Besides, his grumpy scowls are easy to tune out when my eyes keep drifting to the rugged edges of his face and sculpted physique.

Worlds are bound to collide. Friendships will be tested, and rivalries are revving up. I can't slip back into the dark—not now that I know what it's like to live in the light. For the first time in my life, it's more than just me I'm fighting for. It's them. Kylian. Locke. Decker. Even Kendrick. It's all of them and all of us together.

Never let them get you to the second location. Even if that location happens to be a lakeside mansion home to four hot-as-sin men. After years of living in survival mode, I'm finally hitting rewind on the story of my life. There's nothing standing in the way of my bright future at Lake Chapel University. Or so I thought.

Bitte verzeih! Das ist alles etwas merkwürdig. Ich bin James. Mit Augen, so kristallklar wie eine vergessene Erinnerung, sah sie mich an, als würden wir uns schon eine Ewigkeit kennen. Doch plötzlich senkte sie den Blick und starrte auf meine Hand, als hätte ich ihr mit meinen Worten Schmerzen zugefügt. Die einfache Geste unserer Begrüßung schien in dem Moment mehr Bedeutung für sie zu haben, als ich mir vorstellen konnte..." In dem glamourösen Umfeld eines exklusiven Londoner Tennisclubs entfacht eine Liebe zwischen der kunstbegeisterten Rosie und James, einem jungen, aufstrebenden Tennistalent aus bescheidenen Verhältnissen.

Football has always been my future. I play hard, I have fun, and I never let anything throw me off course. And then I met her. Daphne James. One night, no strings. Just her laughter, her lips, and the way she made me forget everything else. But by the next morning, she was gone. Or so I thought. Turns out, she's a freshman here at Cedar Lakes. And when I find out her dad is my coach, staying away isn't just smart, it's survival. He's made it clear that his daughter is off-limits. One wrong move, and I could lose everything. Until I can't. Because she's pregnant.

For our son. That's the explanation my hockey-playing ex gave as to why we needed to spend time as a family at his lake house in the small town where it all began. What I didn't expect was to show up and discover our son is spending another week at camp, and we are all alone. Oh, and fake a relationship to fulfill an old lady's wish, too. I realize Ford is on the mission I always feared: win me back.

Making a certain kind of video with my enemy (who happens to be everyone's favorite baseball player) was not my proudest moment, but I blame the alcohol for Spencer's smirk three seconds before our clothes ended up on the floor for our one-night mistake. He said he deleted the video, which is why I didn't expect the jerk to interrupt my date a few months later to break the news that we have a problem. His solution is to avoid the press by staying at his lake house to hide away and I stupidly agree. The next thing I know, I have two tiny eyes staring at me.

A second chance romance that the Lake Spark world never saw coming . . . Should Have Been is the third standalone book in the Lake Spark Inn series, part of the Lake Spark world. For lovers of small-town romance with a hint of sports.

A scorching one-night stand with a stranger was supposed to be my night of adventure to enjoy and move on. I didn't expect that a few weeks later my friend would introduce said stranger as the man walking her down the aisle because he's her godfather and uncle. And I certainly didn't expect him to be a famous football coach who insists I escape with him to his small town lake house for a rendezvous. He may be old enough to be my dad, but the man's charisma is a winning touchdown straight to my lust-filled mind that agrees.

Recently divorced Tina Durham is trying to be self-sufficient, but her personal-training career is floundering, her closest friends are swept up in new relationships, and her washing machine has just flooded her kitchen. It’s enough to make a girl cry. Instead, she calls a plumbing service, and Joanne “Joe Mama” Delario comes to the rescue. Joe is sweet, funny, and good at fixing things. She also sees something special in Tina and invites her to try out for the roller derby team she coaches.

It was one night trapped with a hockey god due to a hurricane. We shared one bed too. I also ignored the little fact that Vaughn has always been my brother's rival on the ice. And when the storm cleared, so did Vaughn. Months later, he shows up in my hospital room in Lake Spark where it only takes one look at me and the man is counting back in his head, or maybe it's my face that explains it all. He's going to be a dad. And I didn't tell him.

Connor is smug, grew up destined for his hockey career, and he's irritatingly good-looking. He wouldn't give me the time of day, and made it clear he would never be friends with me. Except for that one time. Years later, one hazy night, and now he's apparently my husband according to the paper next to his bed in a Vegas hotel room. You would think we would have it annulled, but he needs to clean up his image, and I'm a sucker for his occasional glances.

Fifteen years ago, Ben Warren was a wakeboarding champion: king of big air, ballsy tricks, and boned grabs. Until a career-ending injury left him broken in ways he still has no hope of fixing. Now, he takes his thrills where he can get them, and tries not to let life hurt too much. Then, Davis Fox arrives in Ben’s sporting goods store with a plan to get in touch with his estranged brother by competing in the annual wakeboarding double-up contest. The catch? He’s never ridden before. It’s crazy, but Ben’s a sucker for the guy’s sob story—and for his dimples, too—so he agrees to coach Davis.

The boys of Lake Chapel own me—mind and body, heart and soul. I'll fight for them. Wait for them. Root for them and support them through anything. Because what we're building together is a forever kind of love.

My whole life, I've come out on top. One of the finest players ever to grace the NHL? Check. Most prolific playboy with an enviable reputation between the sheets? Check. Award for the cockiest athlete in America? Also, check, and well deserved I'd say. So why does my life feel anything but the perfect image I project? And why won't the one woman who came crashing into my life and knocked me on my six-foot-four a-s take me seriously?