When Madison Harte inherits a football team with three hot players who all want her, there’s one when it comes to America’s favorite sport, she’s clueless. I have the worst luck. Failed tech startup? Check. Cheating ex-boyfriend? Check. No idea what to do next? Check. Then my Uncle Dusty passes away and leaves a whole football team to me. Never mind that I’ve never even seen a game. Who has time for that, right? But I can sell the team and turn my life around, so I fly from San Francisco to Birmingham, Alabama, where I find a whole new level of football obsession—and start to develop a fascination of my own. Mostly with the three players who are very, very interested in me. I never expected to find a team of my own. Or that there would be so many obstacles in our way. Luckily, Madison won’t have to choose just one man in this contemporary reverse harem where Friday Night Lights and Bridget Jones collide and where—hallelujah—it’s still raining men. Order now and get First and Ten, book one of A Team of Her Own by a New York Times Bestselling duo.

Madison is about to get intercepted by a man from her past. Luckily her guys have a good defense. When I inherited a pro football team in Birmingham, Alabama, they were the worst in the league. And I was an even worse owner. That was six weeks ago, at the beginning of preseason. Since then, the team’s won some games, lost a coach (well, okay, I fired the jerk), and tied up a lot of loose ends. Not all of them, though. I’m still seriously interested in three of the players—and they like me, even if I’m an idiot about football. But they—and their game—are subjects I’m willing to tackle. Three times over, if I can just get the chance. And then my ex-boyfriend shows up, and he's got some seriously offensive plays. Too bad for him, I've learned a few of my own lately. Order now and get Second and Five, book two of A Team of Her Own by a New York Times Bestselling duo, for the special preorder price of $2.99.

Being in relationships with three men is a whole new field of play. My life recently has been one giant Hail Mary—not least of all my football team’s surprising move into post-season games. I thought the worst was over when the three players I’m interested in—Andre, Clancy, and Rodney—ran off my ex-boyfriend when he showed up looking to rekindle our relationship. Hard pass. And not the football kind. A new coach, some sponsors, and a couple of hot touchdowns at home from two of my guys, and everything seemed to be falling into place. But now my quarterback is out of the game, I’m fumbling one of the sponsorships, and the third guy I want apparently has some concerns about the others’ time of possession—of me, not the football. And he really wants to see if he can score at home as well as on the field. I'm going to have to bring my A-game if I want this all to turn out right.