Three hot hockey players to take me on dates. This is my sister’s recipe to help me rebound from a broken heart. The kicker? She bought those dates for me at an auction. There’s the left winger playboy prince, followed everywhere by gaggles of adoring puck bunnies. The scholarship goaltender who has as much ambition as he has muscles. The friendly enforcer, scary on the ice but the life of the party outside the rink. These elite athletes are hot and very competitive and I’m the new prize they’re determined to win. I’m caught in a whirlwind of hot dates as it becomes clear that the stakes are much higher than just their pride. I’m no puck bunny and I call the shots in this game. Can I even choose just one? The beginning of the season is around the corner and the fight is on for a place in the draft and for a shot at my heart. Attention: this is the first book of a whychoose hockey college romance duet and ends in a cliffhanger. The heroine won’t have to choose between her different love interests. This story has hot athletes and scenes and it’s intended for readers 18+.

Nate Reynolds is everything I shouldn’t want. Aside from being my best friend’s older brother, he’s a cocky, smooth-talking, panty-dropping playboy of a cop. And yet, I’m helplessly drawn to him. His charm and good looks reduce me to a fumbling, mumbling teenaged version of myself, which pretty much guarantees that nothing will ever come of my silly crush. Until the night of my best friend’s wedding. Jenny Jones is the definition of innocence. She’s also my little sister’s best friend, making her completely off limits. She’s a forever kind of girl with hearts in her eyes, where I’ve always been more of a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy. Until a night spent between the sheets with her has me questioning everything I thought I wanted. I tried my hardest to stay away, but you know what they say about the best intentions . . .

Making decisions I regret is basically a hobby. So I guess it really wasn’t that surprising when I went out on a date with an Elite. And then he tried to assault me. I might be small, but I’m strong. I fought him off… then went straight to the dean. He didn’t believe me. No one does. And now my date from hell is in revenge mode, and I somehow end up in the campus pool. Did I mention I can’t swim? Lucky for me, a knight in shining armor saves me from drowning. Except he’s not wearing shining armor. He’s naked. And he’s also Elite. Seriously, what is up with these Elite swimmers? Of course, I have no intention of ever seeing his very good-looking, naked highness again. Elite obviously can’t be trusted. Until he wraps me in his hoodie and promises to believe me. Now I’m drowning again—but this time in his enigmatic cobalt eyes and addictive touch. My only oxygen is him. I think I maybe could fall in love. But will he keep his promise when I tell him the truth about his teammate? Or will trusting Ryan with my heart and my life be just another decision to regret? *Please note this book contains assault, mentions of rape and themes that may be triggering for some readers. Tropes included in this book: possessive male, praise kink, size difference, instalove, woman in danger, sports romance, college romance, romantic suspense, swimmer romance

When my fiancé cheats on me, I’m devastated. So, when hockey superstar, Jordan Miller, offers to help me forget, how can I say no? What better way to get over someone than to get under someone new? I mean, what could go wrong? Wingman for the Edmonton Eagles, my brother’s best friend. He doesn’t just obliterate the memories of my ex, this man invades my mind, body and soul. All while calling me his good girl. Until what was meant to be a rebound suddenly becomes a little more permanent. Hi, I’m Lola Ramsay and I’m pregnant with Jordan Miller’s baby. But hey, what’s one more secret to add to my ever-growing list? Pucking Rebound is book three in the Elite Eagles Series. Standalone with a HEA.

When Mia wakes up in the hospital with no memory of how she got there, she braces herself for bad news. But nothing can ever prepare her for the truth. Betrayed by the very people who were supposed to protect her, Mia no longer knows who to trust. All Bexley wants is to fix things for the girl he loves, and keep those around him safe. Even if it means embracing his legacy. Can Bexley and Mia fight their own demons while fighting the enemies closing in around them... Or will it be too late to save each other? Fractured Reign is the final book in the Gravestone Elite trilogy. It is a DARK BULLY ROMANCE and contains mature content that some readers may find disturbing. You have been warned.

From New York Times bestselling author Julia Kent: It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it did. I'm a professional fluffer. It's NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits. Sigh. Get your mind out of the gutter. Go ahead. Laugh. I'll wait. See? That's the problem. My career has used the term "fluffer" for decades. I didn't even know there was a more... lascivious definition of the term. Until it was too late. The ad for a "professional fluffer" on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My last unemployment check was in the bank. I was desperate. Rent was due. The ad said cash paid at the end of the day. The perfect job! Staging homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies in making a certain kind of movie. Turns out a "fluffer" doesn't arrange decorative pillows on a couch. They arrange other soft, round-ish objects. The job isn't hard. Er, I mean, it is — it's about being hard. Or, well... helping other people to be hard. Oh, man... And that's the other problem. A man. No, not one of the stars on the movie set. Will Lotham - my high school crush. The owner of the house where we're filming. Illegally. In a vacation rental. By the time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned into a nightmare involving pictures of me with an undressed star, Will rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete. My job turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what's easier than I ever imagined? Having all my dreams come true. ????? Read the entire series: Fluffy Perky Feisty Hasty Tasty