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The best way to get back at my horrible ex? Fake date Rory Miller--my ex's rival, the top scorer in pro hockey, and the arrogant, flirtatious hockey player I tutored in high school. Faking it is fun and addictive, though, and beneath the bad boy swagger, Rory’s sweet, funny, and protective. He teaches me to skate and spends way too much money on me. He sleeps in my bed and convinces me to break my just-one-time hookup rule. He kisses me like it’s real.

Want to know the fastest way to get screwed out of a football career? Get photographed in a compromising position in a gay bar. Yep, welcome to my life. My agent says he can fix my image. He wants me to become the poster boy for gay football players. Me? I just want back on the field. I'll do anything to play for the NFL again, even pretend to have a steady boyfriend. If only my fake boyfriend wasn't Noah Huntington III - the most arrogant, entitled rich guy in the world.

Who forgets marrying a football player? Me, apparently. Turns out countless shots and a bad breakup lead to questionable decision making. But waking up in Vegas with a ring on my finger beside a hot, naked man is hard to ignore. I married Parker Wilder. Thanks to our quickie nuptials, I’ll get my inheritance, and he’ll get his family and their well-intentioned meddling off his back.

With rugged good looks and muscles for days, Harris Bennett stops traffic no matter what he’s wearing—flannel shirt or football jersey. So when management sends him to Star Lake, Washington, for a team-building retreat, it’s no wonder a local mistakes him for a lumberjack. And Harris leans right into the misunderstanding. Because that “local” looks amazing in yoga pants.

When my ex breaks up with me in a very public way, all I want to do is hide from the world. But instead, I end up having the hottest night of my life with Theo Camden—a right winger for the Aces and my ex’s biggest rival. It’s only supposed to be one night, but when Theo finds out that I’ll be deported since I lost my job after the breakup, he proposes something else.

Talk about mixed doubles... Justin's ex is on the executive team for the pickleball tournament series he’s hosting. And she’s bringing her new celebrity boyfriend on the tour. He needs a doubles partner off the court—stat. Enter Sam: prickly, private, and the last person you’d expect to agree to fake date anyone. But she’s got a killer poker face, a solid paddle grip, and zero interest in real romance. Which makes her the perfect fake girlfriend. The plan? Keep it casual. Fake some chemistry. Win the tournament—and the breakup optics.

After fifteen years of tending goal for the Boston Rebels, I’m known for two things: the highest save percentage in the league, and never spending more than one night with the same woman. I’m definitely not the guy you should trust with your best friend’s little sister. Especially not when that sister, Jules, is eight years younger and my new roommate. When I witness her on the verge of a panic attack while being intimidated by another man, I don’t think twice about calling her my fiancée and kissing her. Which brings me to the third thing I’m known for: reckless and impulsive decision-making.

I always thought Axel Stevens and I would live happily ever after. But he's never liked me back. His best friend, though? Jacob Miller has made his feelings for me very clear. He's the sweetest guy I know. His past is heartbreaking. And I want to make his future bright enough to make up for it. But one kiss changes everything. Maybe we were always just meant to be friends. He wants to fake date me so I can make Axel jealous. There's just one problem with that. My feelings for Jacob aren't fake. Every moment we spend together, I fall harder. And he doesn't.

Footballing legend Nik Christou leads a charmed life. Rich, successful, and internationally adored, no woman (or man) has ever rejected him—until a tattooed goddess blows his mind and captures his heart with just one kiss. Distrustful of men and disdainful of love, Aria Granger’s tongue is as sharp as her winged eyeliner. She knows from experience that Nik—like any smoking-hot himbo with bags of cash—is too good to be true, so she’s determined to send this walking temptation packing.

THE MESS They say Jake “The Dragon” Falcone earned his nickname by setting fire to the ice his first season in the NHL. But just between us ladies, I’m pretty sure he earned it for the dragon in his pants. From my first hug as his fake girlfriend, it’s clear he’s packing. After a few fake dates I realize he’s packing…everywhere. Heart, brains, a killer sense of humor—Jake is everything I’ve ever wanted in a man. He’s also my client and OFF LIMITS. Oh, and he has a dangerously unhinged ex who's out for my blood.

Kieran Callahan is every woman’s fantasy—charming billionaire, star running back, and heartbreakingly handsome. He’s also my best friend. When my grandmother’s final wish puts me in an impossible situation, I tell the biggest lie of my life: Kieran and I are engaged. I planned to tell him the truth—really, I did. But before I can come clean, a nosy nurse and a sleazy tabloid blow up my little secret. Now, the media’s in a frenzy, and instead of setting the record straight, my best friend turned fake fiancé agrees to play along. All for Grams.

I’ve spent three years lusting after Grammercy Graves on my (supposedly anonymous) hockey romance podcast—breaking down his stats, his plays, that panty-melting Cajun accent. . . The entire internet knows he’s my dream guy. What they don’t know? I’m a broke single mom who just lost her job—and the health insurance my daughter needs. When Grammercy finds me crying in a supply closet at a team party, he offers the wildest solution: Fake marriage. Real benefits. One year. No strings. No S-E-X. Just shared coverage and a room with my name on it. But he’s so good with my daughter.

Hello I’m Emerson Knight and I am an idiot. I try to stay away from Gianna Damiano, I really do. But between crop tops and fiery glares I can’t get her off my mind. One fake date changes everything and I cannot deny I want my hands on every one of my new roommate's delicious curves. One night keeps turning into one more. And suddenly I’m lying to my best friend. I’m the man known for his fake out, but I’m only kidding myself because the way she’s stealing my heart feels very real.

If people have polar opposites, Luca Rossi is mine. His butt is in the baseball hall of fame. Mine's comfortably seated in the hall of lame. When he's not snagging fly balls out in center field, he's modeling in shampoo commercials. I once jammed my own finger while stirring cookie dough, and sometimes I forget shampoo is a thing. He's a total cynic when it comes to love. I make a living writing love stories. But after my latest broken engagement (no, I don't want to talk about how many times that's happened), it's clear he's exactly the man I need.

I was supposed to get married on national television. Instead, I was humiliated at the altar and ran straight into bad boy pro football star Dex Bradley. Literally. He’s my best friend’s grumpy older brother, and he needs a nanny for his surprise baby. I need to salvage my dignity. One fake marriage later, we’ve got a deal. It’s supposed to be strictly business. He’s off-limits.

I swore off men the second I trusted the wrong guy and ended up pregnant by a wealthy playboy. I was ready to prove I didn't need him--or anyone else. At least, until Malaki Young, Chicago's hottest pro hockey star, slid into the backseat of my car and proved me wrong. He's relentless on and off the ice. Especially when it comes to pursuing me. Not to mention his charming smirk and annoyingly smooth one-liners have me testing the ice and thawing every boundary I swore I'd never cross again.

I’m the bad boy of baseball. And she’s the good girl who’s meant to repair my image. Falling in love with my pretend girlfriend is not part of the plan… My life is a mess. My career is in serious jeopardy because of one stupid decision that had disastrous results. I’m stuck on the injured list, for who knows how long, and losing endorsements because of my reckless behaviour.

Being a problem, I can handle. Being one of my sister's problems? Not so much. I've done everything I can to keep her out of the press, even when it's meant watching my reputation take hit after hit. But I did not expect things to get this complicated. Because a reporter won't stop sniffing around… and I just met my assistant in a bar and took her home. I probably should have warned her about my sister and her kid.

When Talon left to play pro ball six years ago, the hole in my chest confused me. I focused my heartache into making my own NFL dreams come true, and by the time I was drafted, the longing I had for my best friend was buried deep. Now, he wants everything to be like it was in college, but we can't have threesomes and be reckless like we once were. The media storm would be enough to break both our careers. That's not my biggest concern, though. The torch I had for him burns brighter after so long apart, and there's nothing I can do about it. Marcus Talon is straight.

I just married the hockey league’s hottest player. Only catch? He has no idea. I never meant to hitch Ken Edwards. OK. I totally did. I just wasn’t planning on him finding out. It was a desperate move to save my restaurant, but now he’s onto me and refusing to play along. Between his scorching looks and my traitorous hormones, keeping things strictly business is like trying to diet in a chocolate factory.