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It's time for a cover reveal, trope list, and teaser from my upcoming hockey why choose co-write with the one and only Melissa Ivers. Y'all. I. Am. PSYCHED. For. This. Book.

Moving in with three hockey players might not have been the best decision Ive ever made. They’re irritating hot, look at me like they want me for dinner but, they’re also my brother’s teammates and completely off limits.

Here’s a sneak peek of what’s inside:

Why choose

Brother’s best friend

Roommates to lovers

Enemies to lovers

Forced proximity

Reformed playboy

Cinnamon roll goalie

Alpha/possessive hero

Hockey romance

Crossing swords

Fancy peen

Curvy Heroine

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“What the fuck are you doing here?” Admittedly, I’m not the best in awkward situations, but I didn’t expect to come home after a three day stretch of away games to find my best friend and teammate's sister naked in my living room.

Her cheeks turn a shade of pink that highlights the freckles across the bridge of her nose, and my dick gets even harder. I fucking hate it. 

And her. 

And those fucking freckles that I’ve definitely not been coveting for the past eighteen years.

“Well?” I rest my hands on my hips and stare down at her very naked and very wet curvy body. 

If she were anyone else I’d be wondering how many seconds it would take to toss her in my bed, but since Harrison is like a damn brother to me, there’s no fucking way. 

None. 

And I really need to stop staring at her breasts, but I can’t stop myself from taking in all of her curves.

Her eyes are up there, Theriot. 

Fuck.  

I really should do my best to keep my gaze on hers, but my damn eyeballs seem to have a mind of their own. My dick twitches and, Jesus Christ, my entire body is against me. I’m so freaking irritated.

I’m not the only one that’s noticed how nice she looks, and while it should make me feel better—should, but it doesn’t.  

Poor Roman stands to my right looking everywhere but at Charlotte while covering his groin with his black duffel bag. He’s the good one out of the three of us, the only one that pretends to be a gentleman, but deep down he’s as much of an animal as the rest of us.

Mateo doesn’t even pretend to be civilized. I don’t need to look at him to know he’s probably stroking himself through his pants and about to make us all uncomfortable. 

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Justin

I thought I’d left my past in Minnesota when I moved to Iowa, but it was right there waiting for me.

Long blonde hair, curves in all the right places, and a death glare that hits harder than a slap shot to the solar plexus. On the ice, I’m a pro at blocking shots, but Savannah Bowen has slipped behind all my defenses and made a home in my heart.

I had no intention of revisiting the past, but when she’s damn near everywhere I go, I’m a goner.

Savannah

Hell freakin’ no.

It doesn’t matter that Justin Ashe is seven feet tall and sexy as sin, or that I’ve had a crush on him for years. He cheated on my best friend in high school, and that makes him off limits.

I can’t be with him, but damn, it’s impossible to stay away from him. Girl Code says uteruses before duderuses.

He’s supposed to be my enemy, but the more I see of him, the blurrier the lines get.

Welcome to UCR hockey, where fierce AF heroines and hot as puck heroes find their hockey ever afters. If you pucking love college hockey romance series, you’ll adore UCR Raccoons hockey.

FREEZING THE PUCK is a delicious slow burn, enemies-to-lovers, ovaries before brovaries sports romance. This interconnected full-length stand-alone is the first in a new series with no cheating or cliffhangers and has a guaranteed happily-ever-after.

Read Freezing the Puck, today!

Bookish. Bold. Beautiful. And entirely out of his league.

On paper, all-American boy next door, Lincoln Scott, has it all. But behind his slap shots, straight-A report card, and easy going charm, Linc hides a secret only his best friend knows.

When he attempts to return a misplaced bra, a wrong number gets him way more than the hook-up he bargained for. No one has ever looked beyond the star hockey player, until the mysterious woman he can’t stop texting sees him for who he really is.

Does Linc have the skills off the ice to keep up with her? Will he follow in his father’s footsteps? Or will he step out from the shadows and chase his dreams?

If you’re pucking obsessed with Helena Hunting, Pippa Grant, and Elle Kennedy, you’ll love this hilarious, hot-as-puck, secret identity, opposites attract, curvy girl sports romance. Two for Interference is a full length standalone with no cheating, cliffhangers, and a guaranteed happily ever after.

Welcome to the Minnesota Snow Pirates, where skilled and sexy mother puckers’ lives get turned upside down by strong and badass heroines. Curl up with your next book boyfriend today.

Read Two for Interference, today!