She's his best friend's sister. He's going to keep her anyway. Getting caught in bed with his friend's sister wasn't the welcome Ben had planned when joining the roster of the San Francisco Gold. Neither was the black eye he sported for several weeks afterward. Jordyn was a newly divorced, single mom of two boys, and not looking for love, but Ben wasn't easily scared off. Not when her brother threatened dismemberment. Nor when Jordyn told him she was swearing off men and relationships forever. Because she was his forever... And he'd fight tooth and nail to keep her.

She'd been broken. He was determined to help her put the pieces back together. Looking after the woman he'd claimed as his was in Asher's blood. It was what a Hutchins man did. Except...he hadn't. He hadn't been there for Melody when she had needed him the most. And now she was... Broken. But he couldn't go back, couldn't change the past. So, he was going to do the only thing he could. He was going to gather up every single piece of her. And he was going to make her whole.

Sera used to believe in happily ever afters. Well, she still believed in them. Just not for her. For Seraphina Delgado, finding a man who loved her for who she was inside, rather than simply appreciating her outward appearance, had proved to be impossible. She wasn't trying to be cocky—cock, ha­—but she was beautiful. So beautiful, in fact, that she'd spent her childhood and tween years modeling and shooting commercials and . . . well, only being appreciated for the way she looked. And that was more curse than advantage because looks faded. People aged, wrinkles formed, boobs sagged . . . Anyway, none of that mattered because no man ever saw who she truly was on the inside. Until Tate. He was more interested in software than her cup size and had hired her to help him find a house. He didn't care about her looks or her boobs, only her abilities as a real estate agent. But then he showed up in her office with a...

She was supposed to just be another case. Another criminal. Instead, she stole her way into my heart. I had never met a bad guy I couldn't take down, and I wasn't about to start with Francesca Lyon. Her father ran one of the largest crime rings in the world, so while Frankie might be beautiful, smart, and driven, she wasn't a woman I could ever fall for. Still, she wasn't supposed to know about my involvement in the case, wasn't supposed to look at me like I'd shattered her heart when she found out. But I had. And she did. Then—somehow—my future became less about the job and more about closing the case on her heart.

He'd never been interested in settling down. Until he met her. Theo Young was single and free. And he repeated single. Eva Moreno—sports blogger, journalist, and new addition to the team's on-camera crew—had always been a thorn in his side. She was smart. She was talented. She was extremely good at her job—a job that seemed to revolve around chronicling his "exploits." So, all that smart and talented (and it had to be said, beautiful) pointed in his direction wasn't a good thing. Because she wasn't just a thorn in his side. She was a woman who made him think of forever.

She was broken. I wanted to be the one to heal her. Only it wasn't that simple. She was my superior. I was her second in command. Work got in the way, so remaining friends was smarter, especially for a woman like me who fell hard and often. But I couldn't get Hannah out of my head. In fact . . . I loved her more than my next breath. But her heart was locked down in a way that no one would ever get close enough to win it. Especially now. We worked for KTS, an elite military group whose ranks were dangerously close to breaking. There were traitors in our midst, enemies behind trusted faces. I had Hannah's back through all of it. I wouldn't fail her. Not even when our mission seemed destined to put us in danger, to rattle the very foundations of everything we worked for.

My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend. I went to the bathroom, came back, and...they were right there, sucking face in the middle of the bar like they didn't have a care in the world. And— What could I do with that? What I always do, I suppose. Run. Only this time I end up running straight into the arms of a big, gorgeous, bearded hockey player. Leo West saves me from the floor of the bar. But he also saves me from the boring loneliness of my life. The only question is if he's going to let me save him right back.

I had the world. Then he told me he wanted a divorce. I was the first female hockey player in the NHL. I'd broken barriers, kicked butt on the ice, made a family out of a group of grumpy misfits... But I couldn't keep my marriage together. I wasn't enough for the man who said he'd love me forever. And now, as strong as I wanted to pretend I was, I wanted to give up, move on, forget everything there was about Stefan. Only... Then I found out the real reason he'd left me. And I knew there had never been any game more important in my life than winning my ex-husband's heart a second time.

Blocked This is her shot. Brit has the chance to make history by being the first female goalie to play for an NHL team, the San Francisco Gold. So, when she is introduced to Stefan, the Gold's captain, she is determinedly not interested. Stefan is sexy, charming, and has a publicly documented list of conquests a mile long. Brit is unwilling to risk mixing business with pleasure, even when that business is wrapped up in a six-foot-plus, gorgeously muscled package. When management pushes Brit and Stefan together in an effort to gain good press for the beleaguered team, Brit finds that her carefully calculated disinterest doesn't mask her body's desires. The more she falls for Stefan, the more she risks her career. Will she be able to have it all—a starting position and the heart of the captain? Or will she lose everything? Backhand Mike Stewart is a bad boy. Sleeping around. Boozing. Fighting...

I'd wanted her from the first moment I'd seen her. But Billie Rose hadn't liked me. Not that I could blame her—I'd just been another of the annoying hockey players seemingly out to ruin her town. Thankfully, I'd finally gotten her to see me. To want me. But Billie was the most together person I'd ever met, and she regularly took on fixer-uppers of both the human and inanimate variety. I didn't want her to see me as a project. I wanted her to see me as me. As the man she wanted. As the man she loved. *This is book 2 in Joel and Billie Rose's story