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Their parents being family friends, American/English aristocrat, Blake Sharp, and Scottish playboy Alasdair Wallace were thrust together all through their childhoods. Blake thought Dair was a filthy, obnoxious, little boy bully. Dair thought Blake was a spoiled, prissy wee miss. Then Blake grew up to be a beautiful, loving woman who took care of everyone and made amazing pistachio muffins. And Dair grew up to be a protective, fun-loving, hard-living professional rugby player. In the meantime, they’d both been deeply betrayed by lovers.

Pine River was supposed to be a new start for me. And it was, especially attending school with my three overprotective cousins, who were the triplets at the top of the social hierarchy. Except they weren’t alone there, and the first day when I came to school, I saw him. Scout Raiden. Tall. Lean. Tattooed. Mesmerizing. He was a golden god with dark and piercing eyes—looking like he wanted to eat me up. The feeling was mutual, and that was a problem.

I've known Tinsley since we were children, two souls tangled in a bond that defied explanation. She isn't just my best friend; she's the gravity that keeps me grounded. But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred between friendship and something darker—a relentless obsession that claws at my insides, consuming my every thought. The world sees a rockstar, but it's her who sees the parts of me I've kept hidden from everyone else—the darkness that threatens to destroy me.

Was tust du, wenn du plötzlich scharf auf deine beste Freundin bist? Klar, du schläfst auf ihrer Couch. Nur wie lange? Nach einem heftigen Skandal und dem Rauswurf aus meinem mittlerweile Ex-Eishockey-Team erhalte ich unerwartet eine zweite Chance von einem alten Kumpel. Ich soll sein gerade erst gegründetes Eishockeyteam Tofino Bears anführen. Dazu kehre ich in meine Heimatstadt Tofino zurück. Eine kanadische Kleinstadt, an der ich alles hasse. Bis auf Lou, meine beste Freundin aus Kindertagen. Kurzerhand quartiere ich mich in ihrer Wohnung auf ihrem Sofa ein - mit ungeahnten Folgen.

Pine Valley is a school rich in both history and legacy, and it's once more opening its doors to another year of students. Laila "Lally" Stewart is drowning her grief for her deceased best friend the only way she knows how—by partying, isolating herself, and leaving her friends behind—until her school notices her debauchery and gives her one last chance to prove she is worthy of its hallowed halls. Only, it comes with a price tag she can't pay, at least not until she finds herself involved in a game called Risk, where the stakes are high, but the payout is higher.

Camile is tired of being overlooked because she's shy and plus-size. She's ready to reclaim her life, and she intends to start with a kiss from a legendary MMA playboy. Unfortunately, his grumpy teammate, Leo, has other plans.

My life imploded and now I'm halfway around the world, sleeping in my brother's spare room, and trying to get my s--t together. A new relationship is the last thing I need. Especially one with my coach-slash-brother's protege, cocky cage fighter Devon Green. Devon's big heart, sexy swagger, and determination to coax me out of my shell appeal more than they should. I've spent years building my defenses, but every stolen moment with him tempts me to tear them down. Unfortunately, I need to keep my hands to myself unless I'm willing to risk losing my home, my job, and my family.

On the ice, college hockey star Tyler is a god, but to me, he's a remorseless devil. After shattering my heart and scarring my soul, he thinks he can arrogantly skate back into my life. I'm not fooled. He doesn't love me; he doesn't want a second chance. He wants to control me. This is all just a twisted game to him. And I know he's keeping secrets

Three years ago, I divorced him. Took my broken heart and left. Now I'm back, asking for something so crazy he's almost guaranteed to say no. I met the love of my life when I was twenty. A simple collision of gazes and I fell hard. He caught me. Kept me. Protected me. Until a devastating loss tore us apart. Now, I need him again. Seth Isles may be built like a tank, with a track record that has made him one of the country's most sought-after MMA coaches, but to me he signifies security.

As a doctor who aced her way through medical school, I should be too smart to fall for Gabe Mendoza, a man who's married to his MMA career. For years, I've patched his wounds and cheered him on, but I'm tired of hoping he'll wake up and see what's right in front of him. I'm ready to find someone who will put me first. The last thing I expect is for Gabe to tell me all the dirty things he wants to do to me. He asks for a chance, but with the fight of his life on the horizon, his attention is divided, and I'm scared that when push comes to shove, I'll be left heartbroken.

At a party on a rival college campus, I drunkenly stumble into a bathroom just as a tall, muscular man steps out of the shower...naked. Instead of fleeing, I stay put and end up having the hottest bathroom hookup with someone whose name I don’t know. Because I’m still in the closet, I don’t talk about what happened that night, glad that it was with a guy who doesn’t live in the same town. But come Monday morning, the naked man from the bathroom strolls into the locker room and locks eyes with me.

I learned the hard way that actions have consequences. One misguided night has left me with both physical and emotional scars. I'd hoped transferring colleges would help me heal, but I never expected him to be my remedy. Hudson Wright looks at me like I'm another trophy to win. A challenge. A game. I should hate him and I definitely shouldn't trust him. The truth is, I'm caught up in his storm.

Let me ask you a question. Have you met your soulmate? I did, then promptly lost her. Because what happens in Vegas stays there, right? Wrong. I'd never been the relationship type, but I've spent every spare second of the past twelve months wondering what if. What if I hadn't slept through my alarm? What if I hadn't lost her number? What if I'd known her name? But I came up blank. That was until I found her. Emerson Reeves. My forever. Giving me the answers to all my questions. What happened in Vegas isn't staying there this time. This time, I'm not letting go.

I grew up with the Buchanan twins. Wreaking havoc. Playing hockey. Causing chaos. Almost all of my memories involve Archer and Maverick. Then I started dating one of them. Archer Buchanan is perfect. He’s sweet. Attentive. Passionate. He’s everything a girl could ask for in a boyfriend. And I love him so much. The problem is…I love his twin brother even more.

No wrong moves. Those were the words the first boy I ever loved whispered in my ear on graduation weekend. Naively, I believed him. Now those three little words feel like a bad omen I can’t escape. Every move I’ve made since I returned to South Chapel hurts my ex-boyfriend, Greedy. But it’s for his benefit. That’s what I tell myself. Intentionally hurting him is for the best. It has to be. I said goodbye to the possibility of forever with him the moment my mom and his dad “introduced us” at their engagement dinner. Three years have passed, but that doesn’t matter to Greedy.

That gorgeous and somewhat odd neighbor who has been causing me grief is creating another type of feeling within me. And once that spark is lit, Tillie displays a faith in me that for the first time since the crash I desperately want to believe. Now it’s time for me to step up and become the man—no, a better man than I once was.

I fell in love with Manda Baker eight years ago, and I loved her to the core of her soul. We were supposed to have that elusive happily ever after and spend a lifetime together. But that was all before she was stolen from me. Her best friend, Sarah Erickson, killed her. It wasn't intentional. It was far worse. Everyone claims it was just an accident, but I can see through the lies. Even if it's with my dying breath, I will make her pay for what she did. Fate hates me.

I met Sarah Kate Erickson when I was 21 years old. I was lucky enough to keep her for seven years before a tragic accident stole her from me. She didn't die, but sometimes I think it would have been easier if she had. I lived in a haze for those four years after the accident. Catering to her every need, even though she hated the very sight of my face. I tried to hold on to her and the future that we were supposed to build together. But you can't hold on to someone that doesn't exist anymore.

I never wished on falling stars or simply dreamed of making it into the major leagues. I did the work. I made it happen. I never expected my last night out with my minor league crew would end up with us stepping in for a no-show stripper at a bachelorette party in the VIP section of Kingston's. I sure as hell didn't expect that the hottie with the pink sash and gold lettering spelling out "Bride to Be" would have me calling dibs on a woman for the first time in my life. Spoiler alert: She had no ring, she was no bride, and I knew that going...in.