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Max Best is not living his—ahem—best life. His job's a drag, his home's a shooting gallery, his hopes are nil, and lately, even his beloved game of football has devolved from a chaotic, ecstatic delight into a cold, calculating equation complete with stats, tech terms, and mindless lingo. But then Max rescues a mysterious old man from a mugging. "Nick" seems friendly enough . . . until he innocently asks his savior, "Would you sell your soul to be a top football manager?" Naturally, Max says yes, and in that instant, everything changes.

When football fanatic and loveable loser Max Best saved an old codger from a mugging, he never expected to be rewarded with the ability to immediately pinpoint a player's specific skills—and use that knowledge to up his own levels. Ever since that fateful night, Max has devoted himself to the game far more than any mere fan, becoming not only a serious footballer in his own right but a leader both on and off the pitch.

Max Best was on a roll. After climbing the ranks at Chester FC with his burning desire, innate talent, and the "curse" of a sentient heads-up display with knowledge of all things footie, he was named the club's electrifying new director of football. Seizing the opportunity, he saved the day and led the team out of relegation. But that's when someone tried to murder him . . .

Not long ago, Gary was just another punk teenager living in a ramshackle house in a ramshackle town. To survive, he worked as a gofer for a brutal street gang—until a simple job went bad, and he ended up paired with a Werewolf System that enhanced his strength, stamina, and attitude. But as Gary quickly learned, this gift could also be a curse, costing anyone who got too close to him their life. Now, he's trying to figure out how to use his system to make things better for those around him. Unfortunately, before things get better, they're going to get much, much worse.

Recovered from a near-fatal assault and rearmed with his embedded football scouting skills, former nobody Max Best has led his Chester men's team up in the rankings and ratings both on the pitch and in the front office. But there's no rest to be had with what's ahead: the FA Cup. Now, they're playing against big-money teams with big talent and even bigger attitudes. And the elite aren't about to let some smart-aleck, fast-talking upstart and his underdog lads make the powerhouse clubs look like fools. Unfortunately for them, that's precisely what Max lives for.

Dane Wade is a breath of fresh air. Sexy, charming, and with abs that could melt any woman’s panties. With my rules and boundaries in place, he is the perfect person to have fun with to pass the time. As long as he knows it will never amount to anything more. Which he does…I think. But then boundaries get shattered. Lines get blurred. I know it’s time to bolt before things get harder, and I risk falling deeper. Running away is the only thing I know how to do. And, in my twenty years on this earth, it’s worked for me.

Not too long ago, Max Best was stuck in a dead-end job, trudging from one day to the next and mourning the fact that his burning love of soccer was getting buried in a landslide of cold statistics and intangible tactics. Then, after saving an old man from a mugging, he was "cursed" with the ability to instantly ascertain a soccer player's attributes on sight and use that knowledge to upgrade his own skills. Now he's making a name for himself as an amateur team manager, but it's not enough for him to ditch his dud of a job.

Football is a game of steps: Quick steps. Trick steps. Even sneaky, slick steps. Whether you're on or off the pitch, you best know your footing. And for Max Best, that's no problem at all. He has the ability to read players to a T—thanks to the sentient stat-tracking display he received after saving an elderly man in the streets. Now, as director of football for Chester FC, everything's falling into place for Max. His team is climbing the ranks. He's executing great transfers and hired a literal old hand for his brand-new women's team. What could go wrong?

I knocked up my sister's co-worker. And I didn't even know her name. I know. This sounds really bad, but listen, I can explain. To hockey fans, I'm known for my strength and skills on the ice. To women, I'm known for my talent and endurance in the bedroom.

In 2024, after a lifetime of bad luck, Blake Sims dies alone and angry about what could have been. But that was not the end of Blake's story. It's the beginning of a new version of his life when fourteen-year-old Blake wakes up in 1994 with the memory of a vivid dream. A dream of living a whole life filled with disappointment, which all started in his sophomore year of high school when his father died.

My daughter is my life. I'd do anything for her. But let's be real, being a single dad to a four-year-old and the star goalie for the Chicago Red Tails is no easy feat. The season is about to get into full swing and Elsie is starting preschool which means I need a new plan. So, when my teammates suggest a full-time nanny, I'm open to the idea. The best candidate for the job is kind, energetic, compassionate, and fun. Fate is testing me because she's also smoking hot.

Nathan Sanders didn't earn his reputation as the grouchiest player on the Appies hockey team by chance. So when Summer Callahan breezes into his life with her flirtatious smiles and endless charm, he responds like he always does: he completely ignores her. Summer is intrigued by the surly defenseman, so when a viral social media post requires her to step in and fake it as Nathan's girlfriend, she jumps at the chance. She's convinced the ones with the hardest shells are often the softest underneath, and she's determined to prove it.

Cora Monroe has always hated the media attention that her family's name has brought, and when her last relationship explodes spectacularly, and she's press fodder again, all she wants to do is lay low, be single, and focus on her career. Then her brother buys a hockey team. Nathan Talbot is a solid second-line hockey player who's finally getting his shot as captain of the new expansion team. He's determined to prove he's up to the task of leading a team.

She's a former Olympic figure skater whose world turned upside down. He's a pro football player who never let go of the past. What happens when these two finally have their second chance, and a stalker threatens everything?

When fifteen-year-old Blake awakens with vivid memories of a life he's never lived, he discovers he possesses knowledge of future events that could change everything. Armed with these insights, Blake must navigate the treacherous waters of high school while grappling with an impossible question. How do you use knowledge of the future responsibly?

I, Fallon Hayes, need to stop playing pranks on my boss. Did I mention he's my new roommate? Being the private chef for the retired hockey player who haunts my fantasies is a bad idea. Living down the hall from him is an even worse idea, especially considering the one-night stand we had ten years ago. What happened back then was unforgettable. Proof that we are destined to hate each other. There are three reasons why I absolutely cannot fall for my boss/roommate/one-night-stand.

Nia Da Silva is dead… Dead serious about moving on from her past, from roller derby, and the traumatic injury that was a crushing blow to not just her body but her mind. Running away from her problems wasn't the fix she had hoped for. Five years later, she returns to the town that left her with permanent scars. Healing her physical wounds was the bare minimum. She'll finally have to face herself and rediscover who she's always been beneath the lies she's worn like shredded fishnets over bruised knees.

I think I'm screwed. Seriously. Why, you ask? Because when one of the first warnings you get after joining the Chicago Red Tails hockey team is to never even think about touching Dex Foster's sister, you abide by your teammate's wishes. You do not find her adorably attractive. You do not befriend her. You certainly do not kiss her, And for the love of hockey, you Do. Not. Sleep. With. Her. See where I'm going with this?

The boy next door isn't next door anymore. He's in Vegas, preparing for the upcoming NFL season, and I'm still stuck in the small Midwestern town where we grew up. We should be together, but people wanted us apart. They won. Secrets are uncovered, and lives are forever torn apart.

Fighting against our relationship turns into keeping it a secret… most importantly from her father. At first, it's fun sneaking around, but then it feels like every time we're close to coming clean, something happens to stop us. Then, life takes another detour as the reminder that life is short plows into me. It's moments like these that make me think long and hard about the future. For the first time, the twelve years between us start to have some meaning as I wonder whether I'm robbing her of the future she deserves.