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Thinking I’d never see him again, imagine my surprise when he popped into my store to ask me out on a date. To say I was thrown a bit off-kilter would be an understatement. Maybe that was why I eventually accepted. Or it could be because I knew my best friend would disown me if I kept turning him down. Not to mention, the man had enough charm to fill my boutique and then some.

The pro football player I’m faking a relationship with has the perfect solution to my career woes. He’s encouraging me to lean into the pseudo-celebrity life I was born into instead of trying to outrun it, and for the first time in my life, someone sees me for me. I feel like he’s falling for me, too. And then my ex shows up.

My priorities were instilled in me early on—family and football. Those ideals led me to TGU and a coach whose ironclad principles mirrored my own. With one last college season to play, my goal was singular—get drafted. By realizing my NFL dream, I could save my family, our ranch, and the only home I’d ever known. Two birds, one ball. Playing hard was my only option, but there’s always a wild card. For all of my planning and hard work, I never anticipated falling for the coach's daughter.

Ridiculous, but I’ve been dubbed the “pretty boy” since rookie year. Pair the looks with my multi-million-dollar career, and it’s a recipe to get used. I’ve been burned before, and it’s never happening again. Then I meet Delaney Collins—Charleston’s impossibly sexy librarian. She’s brilliant, funny, and the chemistry between us crackles every time we touch. But she doesn’t have a clue who I am. Delaney treats me like a normal person, seeing straight to the heart of me. And all it wants is her.

My friends found their happily-ever-afters with a couple of sweet, doting, over-the-top, in-love athletes. They got nicknames like Kitten and Sugar. But me? I got stuck with a dickhead who riles me up on purpose and calls me Banshee. Yeah, he might have a voice made explicitly for wet dreams. And he might have a body and face carved by the gods. And he might have a level of Alpha-hole that gets me all hot and bothered. But when he presses my buttons, he presses ALL my buttons.

Once upon a time Tales was my home. I was the second in command and the best goddamn fighter the club had ever seen. I fought. I won. Every. Damn. Time. Until one day I lost while trying to protect the princess from the true monster of this f\*cked-up fairy tale. She shunned me, sent me away. Now I’m back to tell her the truth, not some tale full of half-truths and lies. I’ll do whatever it takes to win her over, because if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that this beast’s heart only beats for one woman: the Queen of Tales.

I don’t date football players. I’m not interested in the ones who are a decade older than me. I want nothing to do with the ones who play on the same team as my brothers, and I certainly avoid the ones who spend more time in strip clubs than kids’ clubs. So why do I suddenly find myself faking a relationship with Ben Olson, the bad boy tight end who fits every descriptor on my naughty list?

After a prank goes wrong, I’m sentenced to six weeks community service under none other than the sexy, rule-abiding, smart-mouthed city clerk of Sweet Water—Annabelle Clarke. Lucky for me it’s off season. Unlucky for me? I want Annabelle like I want my next breath. She’s smart, luscious, and wound-tighter than a Scottish drum. Och, I’d love to be the one to help loosen her strings. She’s made it clear that while I’m under her employment, she won’t be under me. The white-hot chemistry we can’t deny must be ignored at all costs.

My friends have convinced me: no more hockey players. With a dad who is the Head Coach for the Minnesota Sleet, it seemed like an easy decision. My friends have also convinced me that the best way to boost my fragile self-esteem is through a one-night stand. A dating app. A hotel bar. A sexy-as-hell man who’s sweet, and funny...and did I mention sexy-as-hell?

The first time I laid eyes on Amir Vasquez, he held me hostage in my dorm. I swore to myself my second year at Savage U would be different from the last. No more hiding from things that go bump in the night. I’m dating now. Making friends. Living my life. But then someone starts leaving me notes and whispering my name in the dark, scaring me right back into my shell.

I have no idea how to flirt. In fact, I can barely tell when someone is flirting with me. I've been focused no football and school for way too long and somewhere along the way I missed out on all the normal relationship stuff my friends did. Now I'm a junior in college, and I've only ever kissed one girl in my whole life. Until Autumn. For some reason, she wants to help me out; be my love tutor, she says. The thought of taking her up on her offer makes me want to incinerate from embarrassment. But if I don't, I might miss my only chance to catch up.

I never thought I’d achieve my dream of playing for the NHL—not while I’m my mom’s sole caretaker. But the Carolina Reapers offer me a deal I can’t refuse: a spot on their roster and top-rated support for my mom’s battle with Parkinson’s. Balancing an NHL schedule and my mother’s care fills every minute of my day, but one glance at Scythe’s bartender, and I’m looking for ways to make time. Echo Hayes is my exact opposite: she’s wild—I’m reserved. She’s fearless—I’m careful. She’s a 1 a.m. last call, and I’m a 7 a.m. practice.

The first time I laid eyes on Theo Whitlock, I chased him and his frat boy friends with a bat. I’m no white knight. I’m broke. He’s rich. I destroyed his car. He chooses not to rat me out. I was never supposed to go to college, but especially not one like Savage U, where only the wealthiest need apply. One might call this a lucky break, only I don’t feel so lucky with a drug dealer breathing down my neck, and a gangster threatening to burn my house down.

Imagine you were at your best friend’s engagement party in Vegas. You were super excited because you were the maid of honor, and the best man was the hottest football player you’d ever seen. Even this guy’s position as tight end was appropriate for his, well...tight end. Anyway, there was something about his cocky attitude that ruffled your feathers and turned you on at the same time. Maybe it was the way he challenged you or because women seemed to flock to the gorgeous man. But according to him, he only had eyes for you.

"I'm pregnant." That's what my teammate's sister-in-law told me after our one-night stand. I didn't expect to see Hollis again, let alone end up raising a child with her. We set some ground rules—we'll raise the baby together, but that's it. No relationship, no future, and definitely no kissing. But the more time we spend together, the harder it is to keep track of where the lines were once drawn. I'm known for my one-timer on and off the ice, but this game with Hollis just got a lot more complicated...

I spent last year busting my butt as the starting quarterback to make sure Marycliff moved up to Division I. Now it's my senior year, and as thanks for all my hard work, the university's brought in a new head coach and a new starting quarterback. Bitterness doesn't even begin to describe my feelings about that. And since the new QB is Coach's pet, no amount of hard work will win my spot back. But he has a weakness: a smokin' hot sister who just so happens to tag along to all the team events. And lucky me, she's as attracted to me as I am to her.

I was one of the top quarterbacks in the league, riding high after scoring a lucrative deal with the DC Rockets. Fans adored me, sponsors wanted me, and women, well, they were eager to date me. Except my life revolved around football, not falling in love. Until I saw her. I’d just scored the winning touchdown, sending the Rockets into the playoffs and ending the Virginia Thunder’s season. I spiked the ball and basked in the fans’ cheers. I’d done it. But then I took off my helmet and locked eyes with a gorgeous blonde.

There are a few things that life doesn’t prepare you for. Like what to do when a super-hot guy catches you sneaking around in his basement, or what to do when a mysterious package shows up with tickets to a hockey game (because, apparently, he’s a professional athlete). Nor how to handle it when you get to the game and realize he’s freaking famous, since half of the 20,000 people in the stands are wearing his jersey.

My biggest fears have come true. I’m an adult living with my parents as I contemplate my future. I’ve given up everything to make the ultimate sacrifice, but at some point I need to put what happened behind me.

She’s my best friend’s little sister. That alone should be enough to make me keep my hands to myself. Knowing her brother’s extra protective should seal the deal. But after Ellie turns up on our doorstep while her brother’s not home, and falls asleep on the couch after a misunderstanding with her roommate, I can’t seem to stay away. I’m not normally the kind of guy who only wants what he can’t have, but in Ellie’s case, I seem to be making an exception.