Welcome to the Snow and Ice Games where competition is not the only thing that is heating up! The fourth book in bestselling Tamsen Parker's romance series continues with two female skaters from opposite sides of the rink. Blaze Bellamy is the bad girl of the short track speed skating world. Looking like a roller derby bruiser when she’s not in her Team USA uniform, she’s an unlikely American heroine. She’s got a punk attitude to match her provocative dress and her dyed hair, and she’s determined to get onto the front pages of the papers regardless of how she has to do it. Maisy Harper is the workhorse of the Canadian women’s figure skating team. Serious, modest, and above all, polite, Maisy would prefer to win her victory on the ice rather than in the press, and is exasperated by Blaze’s antics. When she’s not lusting after her anyway. After they both failed to make the medal podium at the last Snow and Ice Games, they drowned themselves in gin—and each other. Despite their hookup being drunken, they both harbor fond memories of their night together and are keen for a repeat. But they’ve got different ways of going about getting what they want, and Blaze’s willingness to go to any lengths for the spotlight could ruin any chance she has with Maisy.

Welcome to the Snow and Ice Games where competition is not the only thing that is heating up! The fourth book in bestselling Tamsen Parker's romance series continues with two female skaters from opposite sides of the rink. Blaze Bellamy is the bad girl of the short track speed skating world. Looking like a roller derby bruiser when she’s not in her Team USA uniform, she’s an unlikely American heroine. She’s got a punk attitude to match her provocative dress and her dyed hair, and she’s determined to get onto the front pages of the papers regardless of how she has to do it. Maisy Harper is the workhorse of the Canadian women’s figure skating team. Serious, modest, and above all, polite, Maisy would prefer to win her victory on the ice rather than in the press, and is exasperated by Blaze’s antics. When she’s not lusting after her anyway. After they both failed to make the medal podium at the last Snow and Ice Games, they drowned themselves in gin—and each other. Despite their hookup being drunken, they both harbor fond memories of their night together and are keen for a repeat. But they’ve got different ways of going about getting what they want, and Blaze’s willingness to go to any lengths for the spotlight could ruin any chance she has with Maisy.

Evan Abernathy is starting a new season with the Pittsburgh Riveters. This is his shot to prove he belongs in the big leagues, and he’s determined to make it count. There’s just one his new linemate. Riley Barczyk is a league pest, seasoned brawler…and the guy who injured Evan last season. Evan sure hasn’t forgotten, but it seems Riley has. Now Riley’s offering to teach Evan how to fight. Worse, Evan could use the help. But all that one-on-one time with someone he can barely stand? That’s asking for trouble. It was supposed to be about learning to fight, not falling for the guy throwing the punches.

Evan Abernathy is starting a new season with the Pittsburgh Riveters. This is his shot to prove he belongs in the big leagues, and he’s determined to make it count. There’s just one his new linemate. Riley Barczyk is a league pest, seasoned brawler…and the guy who injured Evan last season. Evan sure hasn’t forgotten, but it seems Riley has. Now Riley’s offering to teach Evan how to fight. Worse, Evan could use the help. But all that one-on-one time with someone he can barely stand? That’s asking for trouble. It was supposed to be about learning to fight, not falling for the guy throwing the punches.

It only took four years for the world to fall apart. Now the last member of my family has died, and I'm forced to travel across what's left of three states to find the only people I know left alive. To survive, I'll have to salvage food and supplies and try to avoid violent men who've learned they can take what they want by force. The only way I'm going to make it is by trusting Travis. Travis used to fix my car, and now he's all I have left in the world. He's gruff and stoic and unfriendly, and I don't really know or like him. But he's all I have left. He'll keep me safe. We'll take care of each other. Until we reach what's left of our town and can finally let go of one another. Last Light is a standalone post-apocalyptic romance set in the near future after a global catastrophe.

They promised me everything. But when the tides turned and my true self surfaced, their promises washed away with the receding waves. I forced them to realize their mistake, made them see the truth, even if it meant drowning in my own heartache. Now, they’re sorry, begging for forgiveness. But I’m done with empty words and broken promises. I would have been happy to leave and never look back, but a rip current keeps pulling me toward them, to face the hurt. How can I trust them again after they rejected me so fiercely?

Highest Point is the third book in The Hastings series, a collection of interconnected standalone sports romances about the Hastings Siblings, scions of sports royalty. blurb coming soon...

Your deceased loved ones are only a whisper away. They are still here, still with you, even though you cannot see them. Unlike me, I can see them just fine. People call me weird, crazy even, but I only want to help the souls who are trapped in between and the loved ones they leave behind. Until my good intentions get me locked away and leave me broken and traumatized. So much so, I swear to never talk to a spirit again. But a road trip through the country—driving away from a home that has nothing left for me—and a night spent in the arms of tequila, helps me find myself in the embrace of a strong and handsome fisherman with ocean blue eyes. The same ocean blue eyes his three brothers have, including the one who is a ghost. He needs my help, but can I leave the shadows of my shackles behind to ensure he will find the light?

They promised me everything. But when the tides turned and my true self surfaced, their promises washed away with the receding waves. I forced them to realize their mistake, made them see the truth, even if it meant drowning in my own heartache. Now, they’re sorry, begging for forgiveness. But I’m done with empty words and broken promises. I would have been happy to leave and never look back, but a rip current keeps pulling me toward them, to face the hurt. How can I trust them again after they rejected me so fiercely?