K.T. Quinn

Everything can change in the space between holding on and letting go. Nicole Gordon has spent her life in the stands, cheering on the San Antonio Surge, analyzing every move, every play, every man she’ll never get close enough to touch.

Keeping him match-fit wasn’t supposed to feel this personal. Reese Hopper has worked too hard to torch her career over one ‘ironman’ defender with a shoulder he refuses to rest. No matter how disarming his French accent may be. As physio for The Surge, her job is simple: diagnose, treat, report.

When new hire, Holly Griswold, is assigned to manage the Surge’s surliest player, she knows exactly what she’s walking into… a bad attitude in goalie pads.

Forbidden love sparks a slow-burning fire that won’t be ignored… no matter what the rules say.

Don’t fall in love with your players. It’s my number-one rule as a football coach. But after meeting Steve Cooper? That rule is going to be put to the test....

Brody Carter is everything a girl could ever want. Strong, charming, insanely hot - and with a sizzling Texas twang to his deep voice. Not to mention the sense of humor. But at the end of our amazing night, after I gave him my number? He never called me. Now it’s three months later....

I never had a thing for football players. That is, until I met Dallas Lockett. He’s the star player for the Salt Lake City Stallions. Football’s hottest, swooniest, most charming quarterback. A rich and famous playboy who could have anyone he wants....

Hunter Cade is my brother’s best friend. He’s also the most sinfully sexy guy in high school. Lean, muscular, and with a tussle of chocolate-brown hair. And for the rest of my senior year, he’s living in my house. But Hunter is totally off-limits....

I wasn’t even supposed to be in this stupid town. A detour gone wrong and a corrupt small-town sheriff. Now I’m stranded a hundred miles from civilization, with a hundred hours of community service....

It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation to Rome. Then, the pandemic hit. Now, I’m quarantined in an empty hotel until things blow over. But considering who’s in the room next to mine, things could be a lot worse....

I hate hockey. I hate hockey players even more. That’s why my bestie signed me up to win a date with one. As a funny prank. But it stops being funny when I win. Now I have a date with Grayson Steele, the famed Steel Wall, captain of the San Antonio Surge. Don’t get excited.