S.J. Sylvis

She’s the coach’s daughter and his rival’s newest target. Aasher Matthews is everything I detest. Arrogant jock: check. Coy smirk: check. Too hot for his own good: check. To make matters worse, he plays hockey. Unfortunately for him, my father is his coach. Fortunately for me, I’m deemed untouchable. The only common ground I have with hockey players is our love of the ice, so staying away from them will be easy-peasy. Until I overhear their bet—who can get Coach’s daughter in their bed first? I’m ready to bring the entire Bexley U hockey team to their knees. Instead of fleeing, I flirt. Instead of hiding, I run just so they’ll chase me. Luring my father’s players into a trap has a certain appeal to it. Except, Aasher isn’t fooled by my feigned temptation. He has too much riding on a perfect season and has plans to join the NHL after winning the Frozen Four. So he proposes our own bet. If he wins, I stay away from his teammates and stop messing with their heads. If I win, he tells my father—his beloved coach—about his teammates’ dirty plans for me. But the more Aasher crosses the lines we’ve carved into the ice, the more I find myself letting him. The only problem is, someone else is in on our gamble, and they aren’t willing to concede. Ice Bet is a spicy coach's daughter college sports romance. It is a complete stand-alone. The other books in the series do not need to be read in order, but you will see glimpses of future characters in each book.

AMAZON Top 50 Bestselling Author, SJ Sylvis, brings an addictive interconnected standalone boarding school romance set in a deliciously dark world packed with angst and off-the-charts chemistry. Cade Loving her was like breathing air—it was hard to live without. Journey Smith was quiet and guarded, and above all else…beautiful. When we were alone, I grew to know the girl behind the stormy eyes. Her hesitant touches and hidden smiles were reserved for me, but now they're gone. Stolen moments of happiness were replaced with sharp barbs and fiery glares concealing her fear. Our past was written in the stone of St. Mary’s—a past that I was not willing to repeat. But what I assumed to be the truth was nothing more than a fabrication of such. Journey was back, but she was no longer mine. Journey They say time heals all wounds—unless, of course, your heart was broken by someone like Cade. Cade Walker was elusive, part of the Rebels who ruled the halls of St. Mary’s. However, I got his playboy smile and deep dimples. When we were alone, he said all the right things–until his betrayal. Now that I was back, we no longer stood on even ground. With every fleeting glance he gave me, my hammering heart tried to obscure my fear. Cornered in the darkened halls of St. Mary’s Boarding School, Cade demanded to know the truth. A truth I wasn’t willing to give. Dead Girls Never Talk is a complete standalone in the St. Mary's Series and ends with an HEA. This book deals with subjects that some may find triggering.

𝘼 𝙜𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙮/𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙙/𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙮, 𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝘼𝙢𝙖𝙯𝙤𝙣 𝙏𝙤𝙥 𝟱𝟬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙐𝙎𝘼 𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧, 𝙎.𝙅. 𝙎𝙮𝙡𝙫𝙞𝙨.⁣ ⁣ I’ve been making rational decisions my entire life.⁣ ⁣ If someone is in need, I’m there. My Nana needs help with the bills? I’ll drop out of art school and secure a well-paying job. Someone needs the shirt off my back? They can have mine.⁣ ⁣ When the league's most desirable bachelor and single dad needs a nanny that can look past his star power and won’t end up in his bed, I’m the perfect choice.⁣ ⁣ Except, Rhodes Volkova isn’t the easiest to get along with. He’s grumpy, blunt, and cynical from past women and their inability to do their job and nothing else. It doesn’t matter that he has a serious soft spot for his daughter and is irresistibly good-looking.⁣ ⁣ It doesn’t affect my ability to be the best nanny, and it surely won’t lure me into his bed like the rest.⁣ ⁣ Rhodes is skeptical of me, fearful I’ll turn out like the rest with dollar signs in my eyes or just wanting a fling with someone rich and famous. But what he doesn’t know is that I’m distrusting too. I’m done with men and have issues of my own. He doesn’t have to worry about me crossing a line.⁣ ⁣ 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. ⁣

English Prep stands tall with its ivy-covered exterior and old, wrought-iron doors. The stone gargoyles sit at the school’s entrance, knowing just as much as anyone: I don’t belong. Once upon a time, I did. I belonged in the “it” crowd with all the other well-endowed kids, but now, I am no longer welcome. Not after five years away from this place. Not after the scandal that landed me on the wrong side of the tracks. I’d be lying if I said I’m not looking forward to seeing the one person who was always by my side. My old best friend. My safe place. Only, Christian isn’t the same boy I left behind. His cold, brooding, devastatingly attractive glare sends chills down my spine. My old best friend doesn’t welcome me with open arms, and I have no idea why. Lies continue to fall from our lips. Christian wants me gone. But I’m determined to stay.

A sexy, marriage-of-convenience, enemies-to-lovers, hockey romance by Amazon Top 50 and USA Today bestselling author, S.J. Sylvis. There's nothing wrong with playing the game - except when you know you're about to lose. ⁣ As a little girl, I dreamed of becoming many things. A twenty-five-year-old photographer struggling to make ends meet with a mountain of legal fees wasn’t one of them. Making questionable decisions wasn’t either. ⁣ ⁣ After hanging up my camera, I start a job I loathe that has me questioning my morals on a daily basis.⁣ ⁣ Until I run into Chicago’s newest bad-boy goalie whose reputation is a trainwreck— Emory Olson. ⁣ In a desperate effort to rid my debt, I corner Emory and try to exploit him. When my plan backfires, I not only have a new enemy with steely blue eyes and a talent for the game but a man now on a mission with his own insane plan in mind. ⁣ ⁣ Marry me. ⁣ The terms are simple: I marry Emory and act like his doting wife in front of the press to clean up his image, and he’ll pay off my debt when the job is done. But now, instead of my bills keeping me up at night, I find myself fantasizing about my fake husband and his devilish stare. ⁣ ⁣ He tells me to play the game, but when lines start to blur and his touches linger, I’m not sure what’s real or fake anymore. The sizzling attraction and fiery chemistry between us can’t be contained.⁣ ⁣ Emory Olson says he never loses, and by the end of our marriage game, I’m pretty sure I’m no exception. ⁣

Ford Collins is my brother’s best friend and Bexley U’s favorite defender on the ice. Unfortunately, he feels the need to block much more than the puck. Namely, ME and any chance I have with a guy. Encouraged by my older brother, Ford has ruined every single date I’ve ever had. With his hot smirk and sly maneuvers, he has made it his mission to make me the most unattainable female college student in the world—that is, until I have a brush with death, and I beg him to help me. After all, he owes me. And I’ve come to collect. Determined to rid himself of the guilt, Ford promises to help me score a boyfriend—or two—and swears he won’t interfere. But the more time I spend learning from one of Bexley U’s most desirable playboys, the more I start to question the real reason why he’s been sabotaging my dates over the years. With the lingering touches, heated stares, and sizzling chemistry between us, we both know we’re playing with fire. What happens when our game of “practice” and Ford’s spicy lessons become something real that we not only need to hide from my older brother, but from each other?

Six years ago, I had a best friend with sky-blue eyes, purposefully messy brown hair, and a body that made every single girl drool on sight. I would know—it drove me absolutely crazy…until I was the one doing the drooling. Our days were filled with stomach-hurting laughter accompanied by easy conversation, and our nights were filled with secret, awkward teenage flirting. But that was when Dawson was just my best friend. Nothing more, nothing less. And then… it was more. It’s a memory I pretend to see through blurry eyes, hazed by passing years of no communication. The one night that my heart was suddenly soaring through the starry night, only to catch fire as it rapidly descended seconds later. Six years was a long time to get my heart under control. A lot has changed, and yet here I am, still drooling over Dawson—my ex best friend.

Somehow, at the ripe age of twenty-three, I find myself in line to marry a man I don’t love. I grind my teeth right there at the dinner table as my mother and father go on and on about how proud they are of me, how proud they are that I, Fallon Addington, will no longer be the black sheep of the family and become the daughter they’ve always wanted. Marry Derek and they’ll finally accept me. Marry Derek and they’ll stop shoving men from their “social circle” in my direction. Marry Derek and become the spitting image of my mother; the perfect corporate wife with a face full of make-up and not a hair out of line. Marry Derek and all the shame and guilt will disappear. But then… I embarrassingly flash Emmett Lanning my bra and suddenly my parents’ hopes and dreams are burning up in flames, right there along with my heart.

I follow one rule in life: Don’t get involved with a Marine. After this past year of heart-wrenching misery, and an entire childhood as daughter of one of the highest ranked officers in the Marine Corps, I’ve had enough of saying goodbye. I’ve had enough heartbreak to last me a lifetime. But in an attempt to avoid an awkward run-in with a previous blind date, whom I may or may not have abandoned mid-dinner, I found myself standing in an exam room with Lucas Wells. He was exceptionally handsome on the outside, but the second he started to run that egotistical mouth of his, I wanted to do one of two things: smack him or kiss him. Lucas Wells, the United States Marine, has me bending my rule in more ways than one. But the real question is, will I succumb to breaking my rule altogether, or will he break me before I even get the chance?

Isaiah: We were destined to burn from the second I laid eyes on her. Within every dark corner of St. Mary’s Boarding School, watchful eyes tracked our every move. My guilty conscience whispered unjust excuses in my ear anytime we touched. Our futures suddenly became unclear, and the already blurred lines became blurrier. A past we didn’t know existed turned our walls of self-preservation to rubble. The truth was suddenly revealed, and our plan went up in flames. Gemma thought I was the one letting her fall into the ashes. But little did she know, I was there to watch her rise. Bad Boys Never fall is book two in the St. Mary's Duet and concludes Gemma & Isaiah's story. Bad Boys Never Fall is intended for readers 18+ and deals with subjects that some may find triggering.

Gemma: We were from two completely different worlds that couldn’t have been more opposite. Fate brought us together, and we devised a plan. I was to leave St. Mary’s Boarding School, and he was to stay. I was molded to follow the rules, and he was taught to break them. But somewhere along the way, following the rules became a choice. The lines became blurred. The good girl of St. Mary’s suddenly got a taste of rebellion, and he came in a package of wild blue eyes and hot, lingering touches. Isaiah warned me that we’d go up in flames if we veered from our plan. Except, there was no we about it. Isaiah Underwood let me fall right into the ashes. Good Girls Never Rise is book one in the St. Mary's Duet and ends on a cliffhanger. Good Girls Never Rise is intended for readers 18+ and deals with subjects that some may find triggering.

Several months ago, I was the queen of English Prep. The boys stopped in their tracks at the sight of my too-short plaid skirt, and the girls cowered behind their locker doors, envious of me ruling the halls with the most desired boy by my side. But the thing about queens? They often fall to their own demise. The boys no longer spare me a single glance. The girls turn up their noses at the very sight of my golden hair. Every relationship I’d formed as ruler of the school was fruitless and one-sided—and I didn’t miss a single person when I was pushed off the throne with my broken crown in tow. Except for Eric. In sixth grade, I gave him a friendship bracelet, right along with my young, naive heart. But things quickly changed after that. The pretty, nice, girl next door that I once was turned into someone cold and callous. Eric thinks I iced him out because of my status at English Prep. But that isn't the truth. And as much as I need him now, I deserve every heated glare he sends my way. Eric hates me. And I can’t even blame him. All the Little Truths is stand-alone, enemies-to-lovers high school romance intended for readers 18+. This book deals with subjects that some may find triggering.

He’s the hottest hockey player in the nation, and I just agreed to be his fake girlfriend. Theo Brooks is hard not to notice. With his coy smirk, rock-hard abs, and skilled agility on the ice, he’s the cockiest of all the jocks and, unfortunately for me, my new roommate. When Admissions mixes up my first and last name and I end up living in the male dorms, I feel my perfectly tied schedule loosening with every string Theo pulls. And he likes to pull every single one. It isn’t until I find out that my long-time boyfriend is sampling other girls that things get interesting. Theo proposes a solution to my problem—he helps me make my ex jealous, and I help him fend off the relentless puck bunnies that are doing nothing but distracting him from sealing his future with the best NHL team there is. So, we fake date. We kill two birds with one stone. The puck bunnies think he’s taken. My ex is regretting his poor choices. But the more Theo Brooks shows up by my side and places his hand around my waist, the more I realize that the lines we drew are blurring. This may have started out as a fake-dating scheme, but with each misleading kiss, we may both get more than we bargained for. Weak Side is a spicy fake dating/forced proximity college sports romance. It is a complete stand-alone.

The deal is simple: my brother’s best friend--who just so happens to be my new roommate--shows me the ropes in the bedroom, and I owe him a favor when the time comes. No big deal, right? Except that the favor he asks for is something I never saw coming. Call Me Teach is a spicy lessons hockey novella that takes place in SJ Sylvis's upcoming series: Wilder U (coming 2026). This title was previously in an anthology but it has a couple of added scenes and a glimpse of upcoming characters!

Spending my summer at St. Mary’s Boarding School isn’t the same without my friends. I knew it wouldn’t be. What I don’t expect is to see her again. Isla Ransford. The last time I saw Isla, I gave her one rule to follow: become invisible. Four years later, she shows up at St. Mary’s and is anything but invisible. The only logical solution is for me to ignore her—resist her. When I find out why she’s back at St. Mary’s, my choice to stay away is taken. I’m forced to intervene. After all, I’m the reason for her suffering. Pretty Girls Never Lie Novella is the fifth and final book in the St. Mary's series and can be read as a standalone. Reader discretion is advised.

English Prep has always been known for housing the most uppity, privileged rich kids in all of Pike Valley. That is what has been driven into my brain since attending the opposing prep academy in the area since middle school. So, when I am hastily pulled out of Wellington Prep and thrown into English Prep my junior year, it feels like I am being thrown to the wolves. My plan is to blend in and to remain invisible, so I fly under the radar, staying away from the “in” crowd. Then, I lock eyes with Ollie Powell. I learn very quickly that the Powell brothers rule the halls of English Prep in all their prestigious glory. They turn heads with their smug grins and good looks as they parade through the hallways shoulder to shoulder. And although Ollie is the lesser of two evils, he is still the bane of my very existence. That’s because English Prep isn’t our first run-in. The first time we met was gritty and dark, shoved deep beneath secrets neither of us want to reveal. I thought I was being thrown to the wolves the first day I stepped foot in English Prep. But I was wrong. There is a much bigger wolf out there, and Ollie might be the only one to slay it in the end.