She ran away from home with nothing but a broken heart and a car that barely made it. One fight, one night, one decision...and everything changed. Desperate for somewhere to stay, Avery answered an ad for a room and ended up moving in with Rhett...a tattooed, cold, pro hockey captain who thrives on control, discipline, and dominance both on and off the ice. Commitment isn't in his vocabulary. Neither are second chances. He's chaos in skates and trouble in leather jackets, sharp edges wrapped in muscle and attitude, and he makes it painfully clear that he doesn't want her in his space, in his routine, in his carefully controlled world. They clash from the start. Power against defiance. Fire against gasoline. Too similar. Too stubborn. Too damaged in different ways. She's soft, but not weak. A good girl who knows how to party, dance, and forget the world when the music gets loud enough. He's adrenaline and aggression, fueled by late-night games, bruised knuckles, and a hunger for control that doesn't turn off when the crowd goes home. Closed off. Possessive. Allergic to feelings. Living together becomes a dangerous game of boundaries, tension, and lingering looks that last a second too long. Every shared space feels like a challenge. Every accidental touch feels like a dare. Neither of them are willing to admit that the pull between them burns hotter than any fight on the ice...or that surrendering might be the one thing Rhett fears more than losing. But the past doesn't stay buried forever. Her mother returns to haunt her, reopening old wounds. And just when Avery starts to feel safe...just when it starts to feel real...Rhett does what he does best. He runs. Because falling is easy...but staying is the dangerous part. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐍 is the fireball of the group-the life of the party, the girl who always knows how to have fun, and the friend you can always rely on. She believes in love like it's written in the stars, like it's meant to be grand and all-consuming. But what most people don't see is the bleeding heart beneath her confident smile. The same heart that beats fiercely for love is the same one that shatters the hardest. And now, she's starting to wonder-does love heal, or does it only wound? 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 is the guy who never takes anything seriously. He's the one cracking jokes when the room gets tense, the one who turns everything into a game, the friend who always has your back. People love him for it, but they don't realize that it's his way of keeping his own demons at bay. His laughter masks the weight he carries, the things he'd rather drown in another drink than face. But some pain can't be laughed off, and some losses can't be undone. She's searching for something real. He's terrified of facing reality. But when the lines between them blur, when love becomes both the wound and the cure-will he finally step up before she slips away for good?