This is Book 6 in the Love, Accidentally series, but each book is a stand-alone and can be read in any order.

    

    Turns out your first order of business is dinner with a new player who just signed with the team. But he’s not just any new player. He's Dallas Connelly, Super Bowl champion. Through a series of coincidences, he was also your steamy rebound a few months ago in Hawaii. You can look, but you can't touch. Because the consequences of hooking up with one of your players would be nothing short of national scandal and complete embarrassment. Is Dallas panty-meltingly handsome with a too-cocky attitude I'd like to smack off his pretty mug? Sure.Do I have one, fine, maybe two fantasies about him sneaking into my office for a late-night kiss? Sure, I admit it. None of that matters though. Because Dallas is off-limits. To say ours is smooth, easy romance would be a lie. I never thought I would fall in love with a man like Dallas and break all of my rules. I certainly never imagined Dallas would be the exception. … or that I would be his.

    keeping it a secret for years.Ridiculously charming, a total player and a hockey super star... Reed Davidson has been the boy next door who's had my heart for as long as I can remember.He was the ultimate bad boy, and I was just his sister’s shy best friend.But when Reed's world is suddenly flipped upside down and he gets custody of his nephew, I'm the only one who can help.I shouldn’t have offered to come on the road with them, but Reed wasn’t cut out to be a single dad and I knew he needed help. I tried to hide my feelings for him, but the two of us, the cutest kid on the planet, and a long hockey season were a recipe for disaster.Reed was used to getting everything he ever wanted, and this time... He wanted me.Only now, the stakes are higher and my heart is the one on the line.

    Everything about me exuded prim and proper. At least that was the part of me everyone saw. Tyson Black was a struggling football player. Big and scary looking. Tattoos and muscles everywhere. Kind of annoying.He was also my newest ballet student. Neither one of us were thrilled about it,And it only took us one lesson to learn we didn’t see eye to eye. But after a series of break-ins in Atlanta, including one in my studio,I was on edge and my stoic demeanor started slipping.Everything seemed to be spiraling. Somehow, I managed to push through my fears and teach my classes. It helped that Ty and I had found a rhythm we could agree on. Eventually, I was able to see that we had a lot more in common than just the way we danced.And while that should have been what brought us together, it was actually what threatened to keep us apart.

     A miracle like getting town sweetheart, and everybody’s go-to girl, Elizabeth Rogers to help him polish his tarnished reputation. Problem is, Elizabeth and Sam grew up together, and she’s not even a little impressed by Sam. But she’s also the girl who—try as she might—can’t say no… If Elizabeth and Sam can learn to play nice with each other, what will happen to all those sparks?

    Voted Biggest Flirt. Highest goal scorer in Kings of Rittenhouse Prep history. Everyone’s impressed, well except one person…After a blow out in high school, Makenna Halstead and I were happy to never have to cross paths again. Except life has a way of knocking you straight in the teeth with a puck when you least expect it. She hasn’t just returned to my life, she crashed into it like a wrecking ball...into my college kingdom, into my class, and smack dab into the seat next to mine. My new lab partner to be exact. For years we hated each other... I may be King on the ice, but she is the Ice Queen. She has no problem calling me out, doesn’t back down, and her piercing blue eyes have me picturing more than than just my arms wrapped around her. Now we’re stuck with each other and there’s no getting around that fact that we have to work together. My hockey career hangs in the balance. Problem? Oh, yeah.I can’t deny it. I want her. More than I ever thought I could want a woman. I’ve got one semester–only four months–to convince her everything she thought about me was wrong. Will my queen let me prove to her I’m the King she can’t live without? Only one way to find out...

    I had my future mapped out… until a knee injury changed all my plans.My life was on the ice but the future I’d been dreaming of was stolen from me.It took me a long time to get over it. Now I live in my old house, under my parent’s roof. It’s not every girl’s dream, that’s for sure. But things could be worse, right?Cue William Hughes, the ruggedly good looking newest player on the Chicago Blackhawks team.He’s my older brother’s best friend… and my new enemy.Having William around is a thorn in my side. He’s going to be on the road a lot playing a sport that I can’t stomach watching because it reminds me of what I lost.Until that thorn turns into something else…Yeah. I’m doomed.

    I messed up my chance once before but now I have a second chance. Just like on the ice, I will do anything I can to win. This time I’m playing for keeps.NicoleHe tortured me through High School, followed me across the country to college, and now I am stuck in a car with him for five long days. All I want to do is get home and go back to pretending he doesn’t exist. If only my stupid hormones would get on board with the plan.

    With nothing but a hundred dollars, her tiny dog, and a car that should’ve died in the eighties, she heads to the family cabin to prove she’s more than just a pretty face with a trust fund. Local fisherman Jake Alton doesn’t know much about the woman who showed up at the rundown shack next door, other than the fact she’s putting a damper on his solitary and secluded lifestyle. Even though he tries to avoid this intruder to his sanctuary, the beautiful woman proves impossible to ignore. As Cassandra struggles to adapt to her new rustic lifestyle, Jake struggles to keep his wounded heart out of her hands. But even though they try to resist each other, these two opposites do more than attract… they collide. The Other Half is the first romantic comedy in the Door Peninsula Passions series. While each book can be read as a standalone, they will be most enjoyable read in order. Enjoy these light-hearted romances throughout the Door County Peninsula that are filled with laughter, romance, and passion!

    Especially if he's anything like Erik Wilder: former football player, world class know-it-all and unapologetic grump. To be clear, I didn't want a bodyguard (hence the fake dating idea). Most days, I can’t figure out why he wants the job either. We drive each other insane, probably because we’re as opposite as two people can be. He’s suspicious, never talks about his past and has the comfort skills of a cactus. I’m a happily ever after kinda girl who knows exactly what she wants out of life. Erik’s words might say that the lines have to stay firm between us, but those dark eyes of his? They tell another story when he looks at me. He’s just as stubborn as I am, but when our fake dating plan starts to feel a lot more real, it's only a matter of time before his professional walls come crashing down. I just have to hope my heart doesn't get buried in the rubble.

    It's good, low angst fun with some hot hockey players.

    Star of the hockey team. He spends more time in bed with sorority girls or passed out on frat house floors than he does in classrooms. Which is why he’s about to get kicked off the team unless he passes every one of his finals.Me: Girl genius who started college so young that I’ve just turned eighteen my senior year. Which has made dating while in college, well, pretty much impossible.Hence, the v-card.Blaze and I both have something the other wants. If I tutor him, I can guarantee he’ll pass all his exams. And he has a personality so repugnant to me that with him I can have a totally un-emotional, no-strings-attached first time. Because there’s no way I could fall for someone like Blaze Walker.Not even as my eyes begin to linger a little too long on his jagged muscles, and his on my thighs as we sit next to each other at the study table. Not even as the occasional brush of our hands elicits enough sparks to smell the smoke. Not even as our time studying together begins to peel back layers of the sexy-as-sin jock to reveal someone a lot more complicated than his reputation lets on …Nope, there’s just no way.Truly, a plan worthy of my genius. Nothing could go wrong.First Score is a full-length, 80k word standalone sports romance novel featuring lots of drama, lots of heat, lots of sparks, lots of laughs, a lovable cast of characters you won't soon forget, and two total opposites who fall for each other in a way that will make you swoon! Heart-warming happy ever after guaranteed!

    The last thing Beth needs is Twitter’s favorite bad boy–Marc Demoda–walking into her life to stir things up.Marc lives for the three b’s; baseball, bars, and ball bunnies, until the unthinkable happened. An accident destroys his shoulder and his career, leaving him desperate to get back in the game. Too bad no one hires notorious bad boys to coach. With his reputation on life support, Marc finds his saving grace might be the feisty blonde he can’t get out of his head.When pictures of Beth and Marc’s chance encounter blow up on Twitter, they strike a deal to avoid further scandals and fix their image. But even in the harsh public spotlight, their fake relationship begins to feel real. Beth's growing feelings for Marc have her questioning if she can permanently handle the limelight, just as Marc wonders if Beth might mean more than the game.

    I’ve spent my life running away from my past.And for so long, that’s worked.Not anymore.Now my past is out to get me in the form of Zach O’Malley.He was my first crush, but that was then.My name is still Beatrice Dobbs, but everything else has changed. I’m an adult now. I don’t want to go back to my troubled past.Plus Zach is from the wrong side of the tracks. Sure, back when I was in high school, I had a thing for the Bad Boy, but not anymore.And on top of that, he’s trying to get me to reconnect with my mother. I haven’t spoken to her since I was eighteen, and I would rather re-take the SAT’s than see her again.And yet, I can’t seem to push Zach away.He’s no good for me.But maybe – just maybe– my teenage self was onto something.What’s the harm in a little bit of fun?