TommyI should hate Rowan Hughes. He was a bully when we were kids, and now I find out he’s messed around with my girlfriend. But how can I hate the campus soccer star when he’s everything I’ve always wanted to be?With my reputation on the line, I can’t let Rowan get away with humiliating me in front of people I know—people we both go to school with.When he swears he didn’t know Annalese was my girlfriend, I actually believe him. When he says I’m good enough to play beside him, I want to believe that too. But when he insists he’s not gay, all I want is to prove him wrong.RowanI made one dumb decision at a party, and now Tommy Mathison thinks I’m into his girl. He couldn’t be more wrong, but it’s not because I’m gay. It’s because I’m weak. Now I’ve got a beefed-up babyface’s knuckle prints bruising the side of my face, and I can’t get him out of my head.Tommy isn’t weak, and he may just be the missing piece my team needs to win a championship before I go pro. I don’t know why he quit soccer after high school, but getting him back on the field is easy. Keeping him close without losing control? That’s the real challenge.SWEAT is a high-spice hurt/comfort sports romance that deals with heavy themes related to identity, mental health, grief, and coping with past trauma. This book is intended for readers age 18 and up.

Carter Morgan III hates everything about South Carolina University except for one thing: hockey. As the starting netminder for the team, he lives for those moments when he can step onto the ice and between the pipes. Unfortunately, his time at school and on the team is slowly coming to an end; although he’d love nothing more than to pursue a career in the NHL, he knows better than to get his hopes up. Zeke Cassidy needs a place to live. When he answers an advertisement for a roommate, he’s not sure what he is expecting except that it isn’t Carter Morgan III. Carter is unfriendly, aloof, and they have nothing in common; even so, the pair hit it off immediately and become friends. Carter knows Zeke isn’t interested in being anything beyond friends and roommates. Unfortunately, knowing this doesn’t stop him from hoping for more, no matter how much he tries to convince himself it’s impossible.

Chuck Tingle is a world-renowned master of the ‘tingler’; a story so sensual, so erotic, and so powerfully gay that it will change the whole way you look at erotic romance literature. Collected here are three such tales of the unicorn variety. Are you ready to depart on a depraved journey of gay lust that will tingle you to your very core? If so, than this explicit collection is for you. TAKEN BY THE GAY UNICORN BIKER Mario is on a mission, cruising through the desert towards Las Vegas for his brothers wedding, and desperate to prove that he’s finally got his act together. Things are looking good until an unfortunate wreck strands Mario out in the hot sun without food or water. When Mario notices a motorcycle roaring across the desert towards him, he has no idea that his life is about to change forever. The rider, a gay unicorn named Kirk, offers to take him to Vegas, and soon the two of them find themselves on a journey, not just along the open road, but deep into each other’s hearts… and asses! MY ASS IS HAUNTED BY THE GAY UNICORN COLONEL Roger is a ghost hunter on a quest to know if his long lost lover is still out there somewhere. His travels eventually bring him to a bed and breakfast in Georgia, where there have been several sightings of a ghostly unicorn colonel who fought and died during The Civil War. But when Roger encounters the gay ghost for himself, he soon finds out that there is more at play than just a routine haunting. This spirit is here to deliver a message from Roger’s dead unicorn lover, and it’s a message of gay, erotic pleasure that will shake Roger to his very core. POUNDED BY THE GAY UNICORN FOOTBALL SQUAD Aaron Duncan didn’t know that he would grow up to make history, but as the first openly human player in the Unicorn Football League, that’s exactly what he did. Thanks to the support of his unicorn teammates, Aaron exits the closet and finds himself swept away in a gay romance that only the tightest football squads could truly understand. Now, there’s a meeting in the locker room, and Aaron’s about to teach these unicorns what it means to be human… In a gay interspecies gangbang!

Bilson The idea of moving away from Seattle was a joke at first. I have too many failed relationships here. Too much baggage. So when I find myself signing with Nashville and leaving everything behind, I’m hopeful a new start will cure me of my attachment problems. I fall fast and hard, and I’m quickly realizing it’s not so easy to escape my emotional damage. That follows no matter where I go. When my new teammate, rookie goalie Miles Olsen, attaches himself to my side, the media are excited to exploit our bromance. Little do they know, he’s doing me a favor by keeping me away from making mistakes with women. That’s the deal we made at the beginning of the season, but as time goes on, and we’re both going through a dry spell, Miles suggests a different arrangement. One I’ve never contemplated. One I shouldn’t consider. One I can’t stop thinking about. Miles My first day as starting goalie for Tennessee is made mildly more terrifying by coming face to face with NHL veteran Cody Bilson. Hero worship? Me? Never! He reminds me of my old frat buddies; loyal, kind, easy to trade banter with. But my dude is lost and trying to find himself again--without getting married this time. I want to help him, and while my suggestion might not be conventional, it sure as hell is effective. The only way to make sure he doesn't marry a woman again? Blow off steam with a man instead. We're both straight, we're both single, and we're both down for a good time. After all, what are teammates for?

Bilson The idea of moving away from Seattle was a joke at first. I have too many failed relationships here. Too much baggage. So when I find myself signing with Nashville and leaving everything behind, I’m hopeful a new start will cure me of my attachment problems. I fall fast and hard, and I’m quickly realizing it’s not so easy to escape my emotional damage. That follows no matter where I go. When my new teammate, rookie goalie Miles Olsen, attaches himself to my side, the media are excited to exploit our bromance. Little do they know, he’s doing me a favor by keeping me away from making mistakes with women. That’s the deal we made at the beginning of the season, but as time goes on, and we’re both going through a dry spell, Miles suggests a different arrangement. One I’ve never contemplated. One I shouldn’t consider. One I can’t stop thinking about. Miles My first day as starting goalie for Tennessee is made mildly more terrifying by coming face to face with NHL veteran Cody Bilson. Hero worship? Me? Never! He reminds me of my old frat buddies; loyal, kind, easy to trade banter with. But my dude is lost and trying to find himself again--without getting married this time. I want to help him, and while my suggestion might not be conventional, it sure as hell is effective. The only way to make sure he doesn't marry a woman again? Blow off steam with a man instead. We're both straight, we're both single, and we're both down for a good time. After all, what are teammates for?

Quinn Straining my groin is bad enough. It puts my hockey career, my future, but even worse, my dignity on the line. Having to get massages in that area from Vance Landon, one of the team trainers, is mortifying. It’s impossible to hide my feelings toward him. If my constant blushing and bumbling doesn’t give it away, my body does. It’s getting to the point where I wonder if hockey is even worth the embarrassment. Trying to avoid him only makes him seek me out more. He’s determined to rehab my injury, but all I want is for him to leave me alone. Or fall for me. One or the other. Vance Ayri Quinn isn’t your typical jock … except for the fact he refuses to admit when he’s injured. I’ve seen more than enough professional sportsmen lose the career they love due to injury, and I’m not having it happen again. Especially not when the guy in question happens to be the sweetest, most awkward, innocent jock I’ve ever met. When a night out leads to Quinn re-injuring himself, I create a care plan that keeps me hands on, literally. Unfortunately, working with him in close proximity brings all those feelings I’ve been trying to ignore to the surface. I just need to get him better so he can be back on the ice and out of my bed. Ah, my massage bed. Because if this goes on any longer, I might mean my actual bed. Ayri Quinn is impossible to resist.