We fake it, but it’s me who breaks it. The past year living with Camden Steele has been hell on Earth. He’s more court jester than NHL-bound goalie, only making time for hockey and hook-ups. Too bad his blasé, playboy lifestyle has caught up with him. Now, he needs a tutor—not to mention a major reputation boost. And as it turns out, I could use a fake boyfriend. So, we strike a deal. Having loathed hockey my entire life makes it a tough sell at first, but the real undertaking is accepting the truth: Though we’re opposites in many ways, he and I are not all that different. And somewhere between the study sessions and shared secrets, what started as make believe becomes the realest thing I’ve ever known. That is, unless my lies end it all before it can truly begin. *Fake Shot is the fifth in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two of the most opposites to ever attract, countless pages of soft boy moments, and a fake dating scheme filled with rules just waiting to be broken. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*

We fake it, but it’s me who breaks it. The past year living with Camden Steele has been hell on Earth. He’s more court jester than NHL-bound goalie, only making time for hockey and hook-ups. Too bad his blasé, playboy lifestyle has caught up with him. Now, he needs a tutor—not to mention a major reputation boost. And as it turns out, I could use a fake boyfriend. So, we strike a deal. Having loathed hockey my entire life makes it a tough sell at first, but the real undertaking is accepting the truth: Though we’re opposites in many ways, he and I are not all that different. And somewhere between the study sessions and shared secrets, what started as make believe becomes the realest thing I’ve ever known. That is, unless my lies end it all before it can truly begin. *Fake Shot is the fifth in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two of the most opposites to ever attract, countless pages of soft boy moments, and a fake dating scheme filled with rules just waiting to be broken. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*

Our rivalry formed long before we became siblings. Madden Hastings has been my nemesis since the day we met. A divide was born from the age-old rivalry between our universities, but this year, another layer developed. It became personal. Because the captain of Blackmore’s baseball team? He’s also my new step brother. My disdain for the sudden blending of our families leads to more conflict, and despite their efforts to force us together, coexisting proves impossible. But something else starts burning beneath my bitterness and resentment; an attraction as unexpected as it is potent. And when the chemistry becomes too powerful to deny, our already complicated relationship gets even messier. Because a forbidden fling is one thing, but falling for the enemy? It forces me into a choice I never wanted to make. One between loyalty to my team, or the love of my life. *Playing Dirty is the fourth in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two rivalry-fueled step brothers, a cut-throat game of capture the flag, and sexual tension that oozes off the page. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*

Our rivalry formed long before we became siblings. Madden Hastings has been my nemesis since the day we met. A divide was born from the age-old rivalry between our universities, but this year, another layer developed. It became personal. Because the captain of Blackmore’s baseball team? He’s also my new step brother. My disdain for the sudden blending of our families leads to more conflict, and despite their efforts to force us together, coexisting proves impossible. But something else starts burning beneath my bitterness and resentment; an attraction as unexpected as it is potent. And when the chemistry becomes too powerful to deny, our already complicated relationship gets even messier. Because a forbidden fling is one thing, but falling for the enemy? It forces me into a choice I never wanted to make. One between loyalty to my team, or the love of my life. *Playing Dirty is the fourth in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two rivalry-fueled step brothers, a cut-throat game of capture the flag, and sexual tension that oozes off the page. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*

Taking in Kason Fuller as roommate is meant to be a favor; one I regret immediately. The bumbling, virgin football player drives me to the brink of sanity, stealing my food, my sleep, my peace and solitude. My solution? Call a ceasefire. Get him out on dates and out of my hair. Yet as our truce shifts, I realize there’s a depth to this connection unlike any I’ve felt before. It turns out, I don’t mind his presence. I crave it, along with every morsel I learn about him. But falling for the guy from the wrong side of the tracks wasn’t in the cards. And I’m not the only one who thinks so. Now, I’m at a crossroads between the life I thought I’d have, or risking everything to catch him.

Taking in Kason Fuller as roommate is meant to be a favor; one I regret immediately. The bumbling, virgin football player drives me to the brink of sanity, stealing my food, my sleep, my peace and solitude. My solution? Call a ceasefire. Get him out on dates and out of my hair. Yet as our truce shifts, I realize there’s a depth to this connection unlike any I’ve felt before. It turns out, I don’t mind his presence. I crave it, along with every morsel I learn about him. But falling for the guy from the wrong side of the tracks wasn’t in the cards. And I’m not the only one who thinks so. Now, I’m at a crossroads between the life I thought I’d have, or risking everything to catch him.

It's not stealing if he's meant to be mine. Let me tell you how Holden Sykes operates. As the campus playboy and one-and-done king, he doesn’t do strings. Or repeats. Or names, for that matter. So when he tries making my best friend the next notch on his bedpost, I react poorly. Some would call it jealousy or an unrequited crush, but friends protect each other from making mistakes. The same ones I’ve already made. Which is why driving Holden away seems like my only option. Too bad he’s not giving up without a fight. Each prank leads to another until he turns this into a game far more precarious than intended. One filled with stolen moments and heated glances, drawing me into his orbit. But the undeniable attraction simmering between us leaves me caught in the crosshairs of an impossible decision. Loyalty...or love. *Caught Stealing is the second in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring a road-tripping rubber ducky, two guys fighting for the upper hand, and enough cock-blocking shenanigans to make your cheeks flush. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age*

It's not stealing if he's meant to be mine. Let me tell you how Holden Sykes operates. As the campus playboy and one-and-done king, he doesn’t do strings. Or repeats. Or names, for that matter. So when he tries making my best friend the next notch on his bedpost, I react poorly. Some would call it jealousy or an unrequited crush, but friends protect each other from making mistakes. The same ones I’ve already made. Which is why driving Holden away seems like my only option. Too bad he’s not giving up without a fight. Each prank leads to another until he turns this into a game far more precarious than intended. One filled with stolen moments and heated glances, drawing me into his orbit. But the undeniable attraction simmering between us leaves me caught in the crosshairs of an impossible decision. Loyalty...or love. *Caught Stealing is the second in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring a road-tripping rubber ducky, two guys fighting for the upper hand, and enough cock-blocking shenanigans to make your cheeks flush. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age*

All's fair in hate and hockey. My path to success never included an enemy as a teammate, especially one as infuriating as Quinton de Haas. Clawing under my skin is his favorite pastime, only feeding the animosity between us as the years pass. We’re as completely opposite as two people can be; the golden boy and the black sheep. Constantly at odds or at each other’s throats. The only thing we can agree on is hockey is our true love, and we’ll do whatever it takes to come out on top. I never imagined that drive would lead me to do the unthinkable: falling into bed with my not-so-straight rival. But athletes are a superstitious bunch, and when our hook-ups lead to victories, we tell ourselves we can’t stop. Besides, it’s all for the sake of the team, right? *Iced Out is the first in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two misunderstood rival teammates, pages of snarky banter, and more secret spicy times than any book should be filled with. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*

All's fair in hate and hockey. My path to success never included an enemy as a teammate, especially one as infuriating as Quinton de Haas. Clawing under my skin is his favorite pastime, only feeding the animosity between us as the years pass. We’re as completely opposite as two people can be; the golden boy and the black sheep. Constantly at odds or at each other’s throats. The only thing we can agree on is hockey is our true love, and we’ll do whatever it takes to come out on top. I never imagined that drive would lead me to do the unthinkable: falling into bed with my not-so-straight rival. But athletes are a superstitious bunch, and when our hook-ups lead to victories, we tell ourselves we can’t stop. Besides, it’s all for the sake of the team, right? *Iced Out is the first in a five book standalone college sports romance series featuring two misunderstood rival teammates, pages of snarky banter, and more secret spicy times than any book should be filled with. Not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age.*