Sharing a locker room with my high school rival is bad enough. Pretending to date him? A terrible idea. Trying not to fall for him? Hopeless.

JJ
Football is everything—my escape, my future, my one shot to prove I’m not my father’s disappointment.
Then Holden Cox appears. The golden boy who stole my MVP and made me doubt myself.

Now he’s my student trainer, living under my skin, touching me like he owns me.

And to prove a point, I challenge him to fake-date me.

It’s the only way my friends will shut up about my last boyfriend.

One lie. One kiss. One mistake waiting to happen.

Holden
I’m in college to rebuild my future in football, not to be tangled with JJ Matthews.

I told myself I’d never fall for him. I’m not even sure I like guys.

But JJ is different. Always has been.

Now I’m faking kisses that feel too real and wanting things I don’t know how to name.

Keeping this secret could save us both or break me in ways my busted knee never did.

Hidden Plays is the first book in the Desert Football series, which is a spin-off of the Desert Ice Hockey series. It features rivals who can’t keep their hands off each other, a fake boyfriend scheme that feels all too real, a bisexual awakening that changes everything, and found-family teammates cheering for their happily ever after.

The only thing more dangerous than fire is falling for your best friend’s little brother.

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Ari’s a little lost, but when it comes to matters of the heart, he knows exactly what he wants: a Daddy. And his favorite pastime? Getting under the skin of Briar Creek's favorite firefighter, Reid Morgan.

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Reid is his brother’s best friend. Divorced. Fourteen years older. And frustratingly off-limits.

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Everyone calls Reid Daddy behind his back. Ari just wants the chance to whisper it in his ear.

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An accidental fire, a lot of lingering looks, and one explosive Fourth of July later, Reid’s about to learn that the boy he swore not to touch? He’s already in his bed, his head and his heart.

The last thing Rafael Moon needs is to fall in love with another teammate ...

Following a painful breakup, Rafe is looking forward to a fresh start in Boston, and he’s thrilled when he immediately clicks with his new D-partner, Mickey Krause.

Mickey’s smart, talented, and loves telling Rafe what to do. It feels good to have some structure and, finally, Rafe’s life is coming together on and off the ice.

As their friendship deepens, Rafe slowly realizes he’s falling for Mickey. Too bad he’s been down this road before. He knows exactly how badly it could end.

Roles are defined and tension smolders, but neither of them can stop their out-of-control feelings.

An independent perfectionist, Mickey’s had a rough season so far and he’s immediately smitten with Rafe’s sweet, earnest vibes.

Finally having someone who works well with him in the bedroom and beside him in a game has him hitting all his goals.

But when Mickey’s world is turned upside down following an altercation with Rafe’s ex, he’ll have to learn to let go and let someone else lead for once.

Their relationship and the team depend on it.

What would you do for love?
On a balmy September evening, Tallus and Diem discover a man who has been attacked in an alley. Saving his life seems like the right thing to do. With his dying breath, the man thrusts an item upon the couple and makes one request. Get rid of it.

The mysterious object proves to be valuable, and Tallus doesn’t want to part with it. Keeping it makes Diem uncomfortable in a way he can’t explain. Tempers flare, but before they can come to an agreement, everything unravels.

The item is more dangerous than either of them realized.
Lies and secrets threaten to tear the couple apart as Diem is drawn into something dark and menacing. Keeping his hotheaded boyfriend safe proves to be almost impossible, but Diem’s been given a task, and he will not fail.

If he does, he will lose everything.

He’s my brother’s best friend. I’m the annoying kid who followed him everywhere.

Now we’re playing for the same team.

Sev Delorean is an NHL D-man with an excess of swagger and stickhandling techniques that made him world famous. He’s the bane of my existence and my reason for living.

He's strictly off limits though. My brother has made that perfectly clear.

I can't have him, but I can obsess over him.

A fist fight shouldn’t be flirting.

I’m so close to the NHL draft and the dream I’ve worked towards my entire life and he’s made it his mission to ruin it all. Ktytor is the super star enforcer for our biggest rivals the Massachusetts Monsters. He has a counter for every move I make like he’s inside my head.

He’s cocky, infuriating, and knows just how to get under my skin. His torments finally push me over the edge so when he suggests we finish our on-ice fight outside after the game, I gladly accept
What I didn’t expect was our trading blows to end in us making out.

I’ve never even considered being with a guy before and now I have to pretend to hate him while sneaking around and navigating our public rivalry.

We’re at each other’s throats and it only makes him hotter.