Nashville Devils Hockey
Rule number one of hockey team ownership: don’t sleep with the players. Growing up Oliver Benson’s daughter, I’ve known this rule all my life. And when I unexpectedly inherit the Nashville Devils, his hockey team, all eyes are on me–waiting for me to fail.
They’re on Lincoln Dallas, team captain and star right winger.
Who could blame me? That body. Those eyes. The way he moves on and off the ice. And when he gives me even the slightest touch, I find myself giving in.
But he’s completely forbidden.
Not only would dating destroy both our careers, but our history left a bruise on my heart, and I never want to make that mistake again. Especially when it would compromise everything I’ve worked for.
He says he’s willing to break the rules and risk it all.
If you love stories by Helena Hunting, Pippa Grant, and Sarina Bowen, you’ll love this laugh out loud, pucking steamy, forbidden, second chance sports romance. Forbidden Devil is a full-length standalone with no cheating, cliffhangers, and a guaranteed happily ever after.
I’m not ready to be a single dad…
I had my life all figured out.
Hockey. A revolving door of women. No strings. No worries.
Until my sister runs off with a man she’s just met and leaves my seven-year-old niece in my living room with nothing but a backpack, a stuffed snake named Leo, and a broken heart.
I need help.
Elle Hurst was only supposed to be in my life for one night–a curvy distraction with a big heart and a wicked sense of humor. But she’s volunteered to watch Chloe while she’s in town, and I have no choice but to let her.
It can’t last.
She has an expiration date, a life to get back to in Savannah, and I don’t do relationships. I know people don’t stick around no matter how much you want them to–it’s a lesson I’ve been taught my whole life.
I won’t risk losing my heart…or will I?
The last thing I need is a wife. Especially if it’s one woman who can’t stand me.
I’m the bad boy of the NHL. The enforcer with a mean punch and bad attitude. The ladies don’t seem to mind and my stick is always ready to go. So, I have a few scandals. Who doesn’t?
Everything was fine until she clicked into my life with her hot pink Barbie heels. After one too many tabloid exploits, my career is in jeopardy, and she demands I clean up my act.
I can’t not say no. Even if I want to. The stakes are too great.
Turns out I’m not so good at behaving and even drag Miss Perfect into the mud when we wake up naked, hungover, and wearing matching wedding bands. But it’s one problem I can fix with an easy annulment. That is, until the press and her parents come knocking on our door.
Now, we have to pretend to like each other. Wouldn’t be too hard except I’m finding I like having her under my skin.
When this fake marriage gets checked, can I convince my wife I’m worth the risk?