I agreed to fake date the grumpiest player in the league—and now I’m accidentally in love with him. Logan Beck is a six-foot glacier in skates. All scowl, no charm I’m the lucky PR specialist stuck fixing his mess. To save his team, we fake date for the press. Smile pretty, hold hands, soften his reputation. Easy, right? Except nothing is easy about Logan. We’re opposites in every way. He hates the spotlight. I shine in it. But he starts carrying my coffee. Tucking protein bars into my bag. Noticing me. His scowl starts to feel like home. And the fake kisses don’t feel fake anymore. I’ve fallen for the grumpy hockey player. Then a leak reveals the one thing he trusted me to keep private. The headlines call it good PR. He thinks I used him. I might finally get the promotion I’ve worked so hard for—But it means nothing if I lose him. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma—no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance.

I told the entire PTA that my grumpy next-door neighbor was my secret fiancé–before I found out who he really was. My neighbor in apartment 4B hates small talk, sunshine, and probably me. But when I blurt out that we’re engaged—right in front of the entire school fundraiser—he plays along. One awkward kiss later, we’re fake-engaged. But it turns out the grumpy next-door neighbor is full of secrets. Like being a famous hockey goalie. He picks me out a gorgeous ring. Gives me a puck during the game. And his shy smiles make my heart flutter. My dad warns me to stay away. But it’s too late–I’m already in, heart-first. Then I find out he’s been lying to me for months. He’s the anonymous artist I’ve been writing to—the one I trusted with all my secrets. Now I haven’t just lost my fake fiancé, my artist penpal and my dignity. I’ve lost my heart. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma—no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance.

I Went to Help My Friend Elope… and Ended Up Married to my Ex!I came back to Binghamville to help with my friend’s courthouse elopement, Not to accidentally say I do to my ex-boyfriend. But thanks to one very confusing marriage license mix-up—and one very smug clerk—Austin Reid and I are officially husband and wife. He’s a grumpy single dad fighting for custody of his daughter. I’m a PR assistant who swore she’d never get tangled in small-town drama again. Now everyone in town knows we’re married. And his lawyer says staying married might help Austin win custody of his daughter. Now we’re sharing coffee, memories, and maybe… feelings. It’s supposed to be fake. A temporary fix. Just until his court date. But every smile, every soft look and every fake kiss makes the lie harder to live with. Because the biggest mistake of my life might not be accidentally marrying him… It might be falling for him all over again. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma—no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance.