Easton Hayes has been my knight in shining hockey skates since he saved my life. This devastatingly handsome grump may be everyone’s favorite goalie, but to me, he’s my strength when demons haunt my dreams. And okay—so maybe he’s also the only man I’ve ever loved. But he doesn’t need to know that. We’re friends. It works for us. At least, it did. Until I wake up with his ring on my finger and the hangover from hell. But what happens in Vegas doesn’t stay in Vegas when he refuses to give me an annulment and follows me across the country instead. Now our families are furious. Our friends are playing matchmaker. I’m getting goosebumps each time I hear the words “my wife.” And I think my husband might be in love with me.

What do you get when you mix a devastatingly handsome hockey player who doesn’t do casual with a blonde bombshell cheerleader who doesn’t do serious? I was supposed to be taking the summer off from dating. . . and flirting. . . and men in general. A cleanse. It sounded great in theory. But theory went out the window when my own personal kryptonite sat on the barstool next to mine. Six feet, five inches of stacked muscle and chiseled features, he exuded a cocky confidence that was hard to miss and even harder to resist. This man was delectable. Like a decadent piece of chocolate cake, tempting me to indulge. And that was before I knew how he tasted. The rules were simple: One night. No names. No strings. Until my handsome stranger turned out to be the hot\-as\-sin star forward for the Philadelphia Revolution hockey team. A single dad with two adorable kids who tug at my heart strings, and a family almost as obnoxious as my own. But Cross Wilder isn’t looking for a hookup. And I’m not looking for a fairytale. The question is. . . do I have a choice?

The Knockout is a hot new hockey romance between a broken ballerina and the forbidden bad boy who saves her. We all have dirty secrets. Some are just more fun to hide than others. Ares Wilder is a so\-called bad boy. A ladies man. The teammate most likely to fight both on and off the ice. And now this devastatingly dark and handsome hockey player with a sinful smile and a filthy mouth is my twin sister’s new brother\-in\-law, landing him firmly in the forbidden category. Only he doesn’t see it that way. Resisting him should be no big deal, right? At least that’s what I thought… Until one night, he manages to look past the illusion I’d spent a lifetime perfecting and see the broken girl behind the pink satin pointe shoes. We were the perfect storm I never wanted to escape. But with secrets piling up and my world crashing down, will Ares be one more thing I destroy?

A fake marriage with a single dad wasn't on my dance card but there are worse ways to start the summer. Our story didn’t begin the night I agreed to marry Deacon Kane to help him keep his daughter. It started ten years ago, with a hotshot hockey player I couldn’t wait to see each summer. He was big, broad, and filled out his board shorts so damn nicely. But holy hell… The memories of teenage Deacon don’t hold a candle to the man he is now, the one who makes me melt each time he says, "my wife." What was supposed to be a marriage of convenience quickly spirals into something else. Something I can’t control. Because this man makes me feel alive in a way I haven’t felt in months, and I want more. More sparks. More life. More time. Can a relationship based on lies last… Especially when I’m the one keeping all the secrets?