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We were never meant to see each other again. It was a one-night, no-names fling in Bermuda . . . until the next day when I watch her walk down the aisle at our parents’ wedding and discover she’s now my stepsister. We say it won’t happen again, but we give in to the temptation of “just one more time” . . . twice. We tell ourselves there’s no harm in it. Given my stepdad’s and her mom’s rocky marital histories, it’s unlikely we’ll ever see each other again.

Maddie McRae earns her living helping other people fall in love. Dubbed the Wedding Whisperer due to her success getting couples down the aisle, the sweet Southern belle knows the foundation of wedded bliss is built on similarities. Opposites might attract, but they don't stay together. Enter Mason Spark. Rude, arrogant, and notoriously allergic to monogamy, the hottest quarterback in the NFL is Maddie's polar opposite. He's also her new client. Her gorgeous, infuriating new client who's paying her an outrageous sum of money to find him a fake wife.

I used to be a good girl. That is until I woke up in Vegas married to a former hockey player who also happens to be my best friend’s ex. Cole Hebert and I are opposites. I’m the new town doctor, a rule follower, and five-five on a good day. He’s the six-seven bad boy currently doing court-ordered community service. I’m struggling to earn the respect of the people in our hometown, and he’s doing some soul searching after an injury ended his hockey career. We’ve already drunkenly said I do, so we agree to a marriage of convenience. Forced to live together, we slowly become friends.

Aleksandr Ivanov was my person. We helped each other through the worst of our childhoods. I thought we were meant for each other—then he ghosted me. That's when I learned that the only person I can count on is me. Fourteen years later, the NHL superstar reappears in my life with an outrageous request: pretend to be his wife and help him adopt his orphaned niece, Stella. The twist? Apparently, we've been married since I was sixteen.

My best friend is the definition of a bad boy. A billionaire celebrity chef and underground boxer wrapped in muscles, tattoos, and mystery. To me, he's simply Roman Fritz. A little grumpy and a lot broken, but with a heart of gold. When I catch my fiancé cheating, Roman suggests I join him in Las Vegas for the opening of his restaurant, then on to a resort in Mexico where he's starting another. It feels like the perfect escape from everything. Until we wake up married.

Henri Vasel has perfected the art of people-pleasing. He's a good student, a fair hockey player, and has a group of friends he'd do anything for. He's happy. Or, rather, as happy as he can be when he has a class with the one person he can't seem to please at South Carolina University. Atlas Kaiser hates a lot of things, but right now he hates Henri Vasel the most. He doesn't want to have to stare at his perfect face or listen to his adorable German accent. He wants to be left alone. Unfortunately, they're partnered together for the semester.

The last time I saw Colt, I told him we were done. For good. Our years of messing around were over. The back-and-forth, the shattered promises and constant heartbreak, hoping he’d change his mind. I was tired of being wrecked by a man I couldn’t hold on to. College was behind me. He was chasing his NFL dream. I was headed back to my small hometown. That was the day everything changed. The day I almost died. Now, five years on, I’ve somewhat managed to restart my life after the accident. I’m settled. I’m… happy.

I played hard and lived even harder. At least until the mayor of River's Bend got it in her head that the hockey players carousing through her small town in Nowhere, California were unwelcome. I couldn't care less. My priorities were pucks, puck bunnies, and pucking my way to the top. Only...

On the ice, they call me East—fast hands, sharp edges, zero hesitation. Off the ice? I keep my life simple. Hockey. Teammates. No complications I can’t skate away from. Unfortunately, I’m terrible at thinking things through—like the moment I agreed to a late-night pool bet with my teammate and accidentally ended up with a wife. Katerina Popovich isn’t the Russian ballerina I expected. She’s sharp, sarcastic, and entirely unimpressed by my NHL contract. She also happens to have a ticking visa deadline, a powerful family with opinions about her future, and zero patience for my chaos.

Blake moved to L.A. for a fresh start and to make it big. Now she’s waiting tables while her dreams of becoming a model hover just out of reach. She already has her hands full . . . and then her past walks into the room and changes everything. “What’s your name, sunshine?” At first Blake doesn’t recognize him, but the gorgeous six-foot-four, tattooed pro-hockey player is Ari Lancaster—her first ever crush, the one who got her through the worst time in her life. 

When you're a star athlete and hire a bodyguard to protect your daughter, but the agency sends you an adorable five foot two brunette who barely looks capable of protecting herself, let alone anyone else. Turns out "Ryan" is Emerson Ryan, former FBI. She drop-kicks your butt to the ground to prove her point. She’s more than capable of protecting Bristol, your little girl, but you shouldn’t be turned on by her fierceness.

I matched with a stranger on a queer hookup app. He's bold. Filthy. Addictive in a way that makes me forget everything else. I don't know his name. He doesn't know mine. But when I'm at lunch with my girlfriend and see Micah Blackman standing there—my ex-best friend, the boy I kissed and then ruined—the game changes. Micah's back after two years of silence. He's inked, pissed off, and he's back on the team, the one I captain. Which would be fine…if I didn't still want him. If I weren't still pretending I'm straight. If the last time we played together, I hadn't ruined his life.

When it comes to hockey, unflappable Maple Creek sports reporter Joy Barlowe is privy to a lot of behind-the-scenes locker room activity. Like stumbling upon Dalton Days in all his unabashed glory. After the muscled goalie goes on to score better than he ever has, he proposes Joy take another peek before his next match. It works, and a provocative pregame tradition is born.

I caught her staring at me from across the quad, eyes fixed on the football jersey stretched across my wide chest. And if I flexed my muscles, showing off the strength of a defensive tackle, it was just to see her blush. And then she did, and I couldn’t get her out of my mind. Her wide eyes. The freckles on her cheeks. I needed to know her. The girl who scampered away every time we bumped into each other—by accident and by design.

Seems the little girl who had a crush on me is all grown up. She ran away from our hometown a solid decade ago. Now she’s back for her brother’s wedding. For my friend’s wedding. Not gonna lie, I had no intention of crossing the line with her. Not back then. And not now. Until I catch her swimming in her parent’s backyard. Nope. Not even then. I’m determined to keep all thoughts of what she might look like naked at bay. Besides, I have more important things to worry about than how grown up Rory Buchanan is.

Tyson Langley thinks the king in Franklin University Kings is in reference to him. Star lacrosse player and God’s gift to the female and male population, there’s nothing the spoiled jock can’t have. It’s impossible for us to be in the same room without talking crap to each other. But I also have a secret…as much as I despise Ty, I want him too. I revel in our banter and in never knowing what he’ll say next. I’ve spent too much time on the wrong side of the law for someone like Ty, though, and if I want to escape my past, he’s a distraction I don’t need.

There's freedom behind a motorcycle helmet. Nobody knows who you are. No name. No jersey number. No six brothers who'd been famous longer than I could legally drive, and no one stopping me on the sidewalk to ask if I was actually related to the Chris Kingman. So when I find Clover stuck in a...

I've ridden a Zamboni, but never a cowboy… Missing out on my first Stanley Cup has left me more torn up than I expected. It was in my sights. So close, I could almost touch it. With my brother back in England, I'm facing nothing but an empty house and my thoughts, and there's only two ways to...

I've always been that guy; charming, charismatic, the one that things come easy for. Baseball is the only thing I've ever had to work at . . . until her. Maybe that carefree smile I wear is part of the reason why I've developed a reputation as a playboy. Okay, some of it is deserved. Deep down...

HAN VIL REDDE HENDE. HUN VIL GEMME SIG. HUN ER ØDELAGT. HAN ER BESLUTSOM. SKÆBNEN FØRTE DEM SAMMEN. KÆRLIGHEDEN BINDER DEM. Efter den katastrofale skoleudflugt til Dublin søger Shannon Lynch tilbage i de løgne og fortielser, der er hendes eneste værn i en hverdag fyldt med vold og trusler...