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Weekly Spotlight
May 2, 2025

What happens when rivals have to work together to earn their spot on the team back?
SANTA
Charlie Heart is many things:
An annoyingly good hockey player.
The man who the media has pitted me against our whole careers.
My rival.
The only person I truly hate in the world.
And now apparently, my newest teammate.
Also, I don’t care what his nickname is, he’s the opposite of a sweetheart, and I will never let him become a true Pirate.
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CHARLIE
Nikolay Brotnik is a confusing man:
Why is his nickname Santa when he’s the most intimidating and feared man in the league?
Does he ever smile in a nice way?
Why does he never talk to the media or the fans?
What have I ever done to him to deserve his icy glares that leave me feeling like a frozen corpse?
Will he hate me even more when he finds out the real reason I was chosen to play for his team?
Or will he finally see that, for the first time ever, I’m on his team?
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The Quokka Who Cried Dingo
by Jax Stuart
Can love overcome fear?
As a prey shifter, Sully has spent his life protected inside a haven town. So what if he often catches himself wondering about the world outside it? He's safe here. The simple rules the haven went by were easy to follow: always mask your scent, stick with your kind, and don't go into the woods at the edge of town alone. Simple, really. Unless you were an inquisitive quokka caught on an unfamiliar scent, tempting you to wander far from home.
Imri was used to other shifters being afraid of his dingo form. He stayed away from most places, happy to live alone on the outskirts of town until he glimpsed a sweet little quokka lost in the woods. Helping him home was the right thing to do, but now the prey shifter won't stay away! No matter what Sully's nose is saying, they weren't a good match. Not when Imri's a quokka's biggest predator.

His Cowboy Heart
by Sloane Kennedy
Jules
I wasn’t sure what to expect when I entered the small town of Eden, Wyoming, but I can easily say that being accosted by a few thugs in a dirty alley because I had a modicum of fashion sense hadn’t been high on the list of possibilities. Growing up in Manhattan probably should have prepared me better, but it wasn’t like there was a sign posted outside of Eden warning me to ditch my Mongolian wool wrap and dark nail polish. Sure, I knew I’d get some looks of disgust, but I’d always had a snarky remark at the ready. Unfortunately, snarky only worked when you weren’t having the crap kicked out of you.
Enter the kind of hot cowboy I’d been fantasizing about since, well, forever, and within seconds the ignorant bigots were stumbling out of the alley, and I was alone with my gorgeous savior. Only problem was that said savior was under the assumption that he’d been rescuing a damsel in distress.
And I was definitely no damsel. A fact that Hot Cowboy didn’t realize until after he’d kissed me.
Flynn
Eden was supposed to be another small town just like all the others. A place to do some temporary work on one of the local ranches before moving on. It wasn’t a life for most people, but it’d been working for me. With the exception of my horse, I liked being alone.
A dusty, garbage-filled alley changed all of that. Helping someone who was the victim of a serious beating wasn’t a big deal for me. The victim was a big deal. As soon as I locked eyes with the person I assumed was a woman based on the clothes and nail polish, I was a goner. As confused as I was about my attraction to her since I played for the other team, she kissed like a dream. Only she wasn’t a she at all.
The young man in my arms did something to me with that kiss. I was both relieved and disappointed when the guy took off. In the long run, it would be good because the last thing I needed was an intense attraction to someone who clearly didn’t belong in Eden.
Enter Black Hills Ranch and a familiar stranger who wasn’t very happy to see me.
At all.
Jules, a New York city boy, was an enigma but that didn’t matter. I wanted him. Even though we were like night and day, arguing with Jules was just as much fun as kissing him.
It was also very dangerous. For him. For me. The last thing I could afford was to fall for a guy who’d never truly be mine. I had to let him go. It was the right thing to do.
Then why did it feel so wrong?

Just A Little Fling
by Kerry Kilpatrick
Nico avoids commitment like it’s contagious. Too bad Levi’s already under his skin.
Nico
Nico is all about living his best life, trading the drama of relationships for the thrill of casual flings. But Nico’s carefully crafted independence wobbles when a one-night stand with Levi—a Daddy who understands his bratty side—turns into a repeat thing. The more they connect, the more Nico fears commitment will trap him in a life he’s worked hard to escape.
Levi
Levi loves a good challenge, and Nico is the perfect mix of bratty and free-spirited. But Nico’s love of chaos in his personal life and his allergy to commitment make things anything but simple. When Nico bolts, Levi has to decide: chase after the boy who might never be ready or accept he’s not the Daddy that Nico needs after all.

Force
by Kindle Alexander
Dash Richmond
I’m Dash Richmond, seasoned attorney, mostly decent person, and currently living my best life with my forever husband, Beau Brooks. He’s my anchor. The person who keeps my feet firmly planted to the ground and the one who has me on the edge of my seat, waiting for one of his silly soft grins or sweet, caressing kisses. Nothing has changed for me since the day I met him. I’m still head over heels in love with my guy.
That’s the real me. But to the rest of the world, I’m thought of as a legal powerhouse and courtroom bulldog. That’s why people hire me and why it’s in your best interest to not get on my bad side.
Yet, life is complicated. In a sudden twist of fate, the rug gets pulled out from underneath me, leaving me reeling.
Beau Brooks
Once I learned to get out of my own way, my life transformed in ways I never thought possible. Fast forward a few years, and my mister is not only the love and joy of my life, but every dream we dared to make has come true.
Other dreams have a funny way of manifesting too. I’m now co-owner in a thrilling charter fishing service, alongside my lifelong buddy and new Sea Springs neighbor, Scott Lee.
Then out of nowhere, life hurls a fastball that sends me sprawling. My meticulously built inner defensives crumble, thrusting me into a place I never wanted to be. Can I muster the strength to be the leader of my family or will the fear of losing my life’s love bring me to my knees, risking everything I hold dear.
When our cherished lives suddenly go sideways, are either of us really the men we believed ourselves to be? Can we navigate the maze of these powerful truths, or will the force of change shatter what we hold dear?

Beneath His Robes
by SK Pryntz
As old desires resurface, the line between sacrifice and obsession blurs, threatening to draw them both into a place they cannot escape...
Elias:
I took a vow to God, to my faith, to my people. As a priest, I am bound by duty, but there’s something I can never escape—Ronan. He was my entire world. We were young, stupid, and full of dreams neither of us was able to express and when those feelings became too much, he left me.
I chose this life—a life of celibacy and sacrifice. I convinced myself it was what I wanted. To move on and let go of the past I could never have. To let go of him. But when he comes back whispering his sins and fantasies that all allude to being about me. His every word pulls me back where I can’t forget and awakens my own hidden desires.
I thought I had buried him—buried us—but the truth is, I never stopped loving him. He left to become someone else, someone who didn’t carry the weight of our love and I became suffocated within the confines of my collar. Now the temptation to cross every line I’ve sworn to uphold burns hotter than ever because he’s just within my grasp.
Ronan:
I should have never come back. But how could I stay away when the man I still love haunts my dreams? When I left, I thought I could move on, but the truth is—I never did. Despite the bodies I put beneath me, it was Elias I heard screaming my name. It was always him.
I came back seeking closure, but when I saw him again, standing there in his priest’s robes, cold and distant, I realized he wasn’t the sweet boy I had left behind. He had become a man—a man who made me realize I was still yearning to rekindle the fire I had extinguished out of fear all those years ago. I can’t stop myself from demanding everything I want and need from him.
I can’t stop begging for more. He may have made a vow, but I will show him that succumbing to me and allowing our fire to consume him will be greater than his heaven. I would worship every part of his body and soul. If he would just let me in…I would be his god.
Bound by duty and haunted by regret, Elias and Ronan are forced to confront a past that refuses to stay hidden. Elias, fixed in place by promises made long ago, is unable to shake the weight of a love that was never meant to be. Ronan returns like a restless force, pulling him back to what they once shared. Can they break free from the ties that bind them, or will they be forced to surrender to a past that still burns too brightly to forget?

Cost of Redemption
by Hayden Hall
He was my forbidden craving. My biggest regret. And now, he’s my only weakness.
Elio
Some mistakes you bury. Others crawl under your skin and never let go.
Jaxon Mercer was supposed to be my past. The stolen kiss. The fist that followed. The silence after.
But now? He’s here—cocky, dangerous, and looking at me like he already knows how this ends.
I should shut him out. I should forget the way he used to make me feel.
But when he’s this close, breathing is hard enough, let alone thinking straight.
Enemies. Ex-best friends. Rivals. Obsessions.
I don’t know what we are anymore.
But I know I want him.
Jaxon
He’s scared to want me. I want him desperate.
Elio Castelli pretends he has it all under control.
I know the desperate way he kissed me two years ago. I know the fear in his eyes when he shoved me away.
And now that I’m standing in front of him again, I know one thing for sure—he’s still mine, whether he admits it or not.
I’m done playing it safe. I’m done waiting.
I’ll have him.
Even if I have to break him first.