Hearts on Ice

I made a deal with the devil, and he smells like ice and trouble.What started as a transaction ignites into something hotter than any oven in my bakery. Suddenly, faking it feels dangerously real.As the clock ticks down on our fake marriage deadline, I’m terrified that the only thing I might lose isn’t my bakery, but...

The first rule of photography is to never fabricate your subject. Yet here I am, fabricating an entire relationship with campus hockey hero Ethan, complete with carefully curated social media posts and practiced public kisses.My dreams are bigger than my bank account. Just click the shutter and cash the checks, I repea...

Romance is dead, and I killed it. My marriage proposal included a PowerPoint presentation, projected PL statements, and a firm handshake.But Calebs bank account could resurrect my failing restaurant, so here we are, negotiating terms of holy matrimony like its a trade deal.Look, Im not proud of marrying Caleb for money...

The problem with teaching someone how to be the perfect boyfriend is watching them become exactly that—for other women.Rock bottom looks like this: failing organic chemistry, potentially losing my med school dreams and swimming scholarship, and secretly harboring my runaway sister in my dorm room.Liam is a hockey hero...

Sleeping with the man who offers me shelter is not just forbidden, but also risky.Brad is a hockey star who guards his heart as fiercely as he protects his son with asthma. When a winter storm destroys my cabin and forces me into his home, our carefully maintained boundaries begin to shatter.I came to this town for a f...