I’ve been kept away from my destiny as long as I’ve been alive.
I'm the bastard, banished from Manhattan, and forbidden from my dream of playing college hockey for the Gods because no one can find out about me.
But now Dad's dead and guess who's in the will? So my dream of playing for the Gods can finally come true, but I have to find my place in my half brother's shadow while dealing with my rival Teddy, who's been a thorn in my side since juniors.
He’s cocky, infuriating, and the biggest himbo I’ve ever met.
Half the time I think he hates me. But it all comes out after a drunken night and now I can’t get him out of my head.
Exile is over, and I’m here to make their lives a living hell.
The captain of the hockey team has a lot of responsibilities but when it’s just us, all he wants is to be my good boy.
Senior year should have been the same as the previous years: football, hook ups, and homework.
But after the season ended, somehow, Joey Carpenter happened.
He’s weaseled his way under my skin. Into my heart.
The strong, intimidating, hockey player melts so beautifully for me and I’m addicted.
He pretends like he doesn’t need anyone, but I see him.
See what he really needs.
The longing to be cared for is there in his eyes.
I desperately want to give it to him.
If I’m being honest with myself, I need to matter.
I need to save him.
Save him from himself.
Save him from his family.
Will I be able to convince him that he deserves to be loved without conditions or will they leave him ragged and broken?
Off Sides is a one night stand to lovers, hockey romance with lots of heat, plenty of angst, and Daddy vibes. For a list of triggers, please check my website.
.png)
I’ll do anything not to marry the girl my parents want me to.
Including marrying her brother in a drunken panic.
I’m not gay, but I can fake it long enough to get our parents off my back, right?
Cue hiding out for the next two years, but nothing is that simple, because I’m offered a spot on the US National team.
Now we have to fake it for the entire world as the poster boys of gay fencers while Colin makes me doubt everything I think I am.
I’m not prepared for all the ways I depend on Colin.
Or the place he’s filling in my life.
But I can’t keep this up. I’m slipping on a national stage.
And he’s going to press every button until I snap, ruining this for us both.
The captain of the hockey team has a lot of responsibilities but when it’s just us, all he wants is to be my good boy.
Senior year should have been the same as the previous years: football, hook ups, and homework.
But after the season ended, somehow, Joey Carpenter happened.
He’s weaseled his way under my skin. Into my heart.
The strong, intimidating, hockey player melts so beautifully for me and I’m addicted.
He pretends like he doesn’t need anyone, but I see him.
See what he really needs.
The longing to be cared for is there in his eyes.
I desperately want to give it to him.
If I’m being honest with myself, I need to matter.
I need to save him.
Save him from himself.
Save him from his family.
Will I be able to convince him that he deserves to be loved without conditions or will they leave him ragged and broken?
Off Sides is a one night stand to lovers, hockey romance with lots of heat, plenty of angst, and Daddy vibes. For a list of triggers, please check my website.
Selling my virginity wasn’t how I saw my first week of college going.
But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn’t sound so bad.
It’s only twenty-four hours and I’ll never have to see him again.
Wrong.
Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team.
And as if that isn’t bad enough, his parents own half the city.
There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel.
He’s everything I don’t want.
And everything I need.
A playboy like him shouldn’t look at me twice, so why is he ruining my life?
But what Oliver wants, Oliver gets, and he wants me.
He’s arrogant, possessive, and infuriatingly obsessed with me.
This can’t work.
His parents want him to marry an heiress so I can’t keep him.
All I can have is stolen moments hidden in the dark.
He’s going to destroy me and I’m going to let him.
I’ve been in love with my best friend for years.
The problem?
He thinks I’m straight.
And now that I share a dorm with him, his insistent need to cuddle -and lack of clothes- are blurring the careful lines I’ve drawn.
I'm struggling to keep my defenses up.
I love him but I’m afraid.
Afraid I’m not enough to make him stay.
Afraid he’ll rip my heart out.
Afraid he won’t love me back.
But I see a side of him no one else does.
In the security of our room, he lets his mask fall.
Let's me hold him.
Something lurks in the dark recesses of his mind that keeps him from going all in.
He’s just as hesitant about this as I am, but I don’t understand why.
Can I convince him to let me love him the way he deserves…
or will he take my heart and run away with it?
.jpg)
Welcome to Black Diamond Resort and Spa…
After years of drowning myself in parties, hook ups, and pain, all it takes is one viral sex tape to get me thrown on a remote island to disappear for a while.
That or lose my trust fund.
Having to share a room with the one man I let hurt me is my worst nightmare.
I’m the broken shell of the boy he walked away from on the single worst day of my life.
I hate him almost as much as I hate myself.
This island was supposed to be a place I could rest but instead I’m running.
From Asher Vaughn.
From myself.
From the scars on my heart that never healed.
It hurts to look at him and see all the things we never got to have.
But how am I supposed to keep him at arm's length when he watches me the way he used too?
When he touches me? When he calls me his?
We can’t be together, not off this island.
The straight football star and the gay femme son of famous parents.
The media would rip us apart and ruin his career.
I barely survived the last time he left me, can I live through being deserted again?
Charles Preston Carmichael is the most infuriating man I’ve ever met.
I want to sock the golden boy of college hockey right in the mouth.
He enjoys telling me everything I’m messing up. Publicly.
And since he’s my roommate for the next year, I can’t avoid him.
Yet there’s something about him that makes me watch him.
Something dark.
A secret I want to uncover.
When he returns from a weekend away, broken and haunted, I can’t keep my distance anymore.
He needs someone and I’ll be damned if it’s not me.
Soon my life no longer revolves around hockey, but the nightmares he’s living with.
Desperately I want to save him but I can’t, only he can save himself.
Can I watch him destroy himself as he tries to hold tight to the things that matter or will I be the final hit in the destruction of his life?