Playoff King (Puck Battle Book 7)
It’s time to play dirty.
Jill Manor’s marriage is over, but the playoffs are in full swing. When she lands in bed with the enemy, she’s forced to decide between love and protecting her family.
Luka Pedlanski’s an NHL enforcer for the opposing hockey team. He’s strong, rough and ignites a fire she thought had burned out after having three kids. He’s a decade younger with bulging muscles and a huge… hockey stick.
Lines blur as he plays to win the Stanley Cup and her heart. She’s been burned by one hockey superstar, and she’s not sure she can handle another tour on the ice.
From a New York Times bestselling author: All the Way (Hot Jocks Book 2)
I know it’s time to move on from my rocky past and get back out there and start dating again.
It’s just that every time I think about it, I get all nervous and sweaty.
Good thing I have a secret weapon to help me—my best friend, professional hockey stud Owen Parrish.
He’s the king of hookups, and promises he’ll be my guide through the world of online dating. With his help, I know this won’t be as hard.
• • •
I’ve never been this hard in my entire life.
My friend Becca wants my help hooking her up with some douchey guy from a dating app.
I said I’d help her—but now I’m noticing all kinds of things I can’t ignore, like how pretty she is behind those baggy clothes and messy buns.
I want to be the one to help her, to show her the ropes in the bedroom, and it turns out, Becca’s game to let me take a more hands-on approach.
But what happens when she’s ready to take her newfound confidence and move on? I’ve never been boyfriend material, but for her, I want to try.
CORRUPT (DEVIL’S NIGHT BOOK 1)
From New York Times bestselling author Penelope Douglas comes a new dark romance…
I was told that dreams were our heart’s desires. My nightmares, however, became my obsession.
His name is Michael Crist.
My boyfriend’s older brother is like that scary movie that you peek through your hand to watch. He’s handsome, strong, and completely terrifying. The star of his college’s basketball team and now gone pro, he’s more concerned with the dirt on his shoe than me.
But I noticed him.
I saw him. I heard him. The things that he did, and the deeds that he hid…For years, I bit my nails, unable to look away.
Now, I’ve graduated high school and moved on to college, but I haven’t stopped watching Michael. He’s bad, and the dirt I’ve seen isn’t content to stay in my head anymore.
Because he’s finally noticed me.