When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.

"Tell me." "What...?" "Tell me that you love me." Hazel's love life was smooth sailing. Sure, she possessed a supporting character's body, but things went smoothly and she met her ideal man-handsome, good at cooking, friendly, and demure. While at night, he became a wild beast... However, she soon finds out that his real name is Kairos Hadid? ...The final villain she swindled?! "I love you." She was nervous and afraid he would find out about her change of heart. Soon, the distance between them shortened, and their lips touched each other. She could only hold back and close her eyes while planning a perfect divorce. * * * "Hey, Noah, the thing I mentioned last time..." "I hope the word that comes out of my darling's mouth isn't divorce. I don't want to let you live on the bed forever." At those words, she quietly closed her mouth after seeing her villainous husband's eyes that seemed to be throwing dagger. Note:Sorry for any typos, let me know if I missed any.

They're on opposite ends of the financial spectrum. Complete contrasts when it comes to popularity. And their relationship has a deadline. Lily: College was never supposed to be this hard. It wasn't supposed to be about working to survive, going hungry, and sleeping in my car. And it sure as hell wasn't supposed to be about dodging my icky exboyfriend while trying not to die from embarrassment when my roommates make my new crush public. But it is what it is, and I always find a way to get by. When I'm not working, I'm studying. That is, until the crush that's way out of my league starts paying me attention. Ethan: One last year of freedom. It cost my dad a summer of partying and a three million dollar car, but I'm back at college. I have one year to get as much partying and playing done as possible. This year is all about hockey and sex. I'll have plenty of time for boardroom meetings and forced golf outings after I graduate. It's supposed to be meaningless sex, but I'm not sure every part of me got the memo. Because when I first spot Lily... Well, I need her. Just Pucking Money is a sizzling New Adult, College Sports Romance, where the popular hockey player falls for the loner computer science major. (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

They were once deeply in love. Until an accident took his memory and erased their marriage. When Grayson wakes from a coma, he remembers the world as it was five years ago. His family is familiar. His past makes sense. But his wife is missing from his memory entirely. For Calla, loving him becomes a quiet kind of pain. She must learn how to be patient with a man who no longer knows her, while holding onto the hope that their love was strong enough to survive even this. Because sometimes, the hardest part of love is not losing someone... but watching them forget you.