Sports

Mason Reed doesn’t get distracted. Hockey is his only focus—until Riley decides to use him as a weapon. Tired of being Hudson Blake’s convenient option, Riley fakes a relationship with the one guy Hudson truly hates: Mason. The deal is simple—no feelings, no promises, just strategic jealousy. The problem? Mason agrees. And pretending comes with real kisses, lingering looks, and a closeness that stops feeling like an act. While Hudson reacts too late, Mason is the first to stop pretending—and Riley may discover he’s the only one who won’t leave her out of the game.

Running from my husband, I found myself in a small town tucked between forests and lakes called Frostgate. I desperately need to find my brother. The problem is, he may not even know I exist… let alone that he has a one-and-a-half-year-old niece. But there’s no other choice. Oliver McKay—a star of Canadian hockey—is our only hope. The second book in the "Canadian Eagles" series. The story of Sarah and Hunter. Each book is a standalone novel. It can be read separately, but I still recommend starting with "Reliability Factor".

"I don't know what my father told you, but I'm doing just fine without a personal chef. I glance over at the pizza boxes in the corner of the room. “Yeah, I see that.” “That's none of your business,” he says, angry. I need a job, and you obviously need to eat healthy." - Healthy? I'm on a healthy diet, thank you. - Oh, really?" I point to the bottle of cola next to the couch. He rolls his eyes, walks past me into the kitchen and opens the fridge. - See? I have food! I peek inside. A pack of protein bars, some yogurt, sauces, a can of beer. I look at him, then back at the fridge. “Are you kidding?” I snort. He grabs one of the bars and opens it, taking a bite. “That's a full meal,” he says with a full mouth.

Destiny Rowan, the dazzling pop star of the moment who conquers stages, and Kyle Gardner, the charismatic star baseball player for the Yankees, never imagined that fate would bring them together in Stowe, the small town where they grew up… and where they will discover that the past always finds a way to catch up with you. Under the spell of the longest night of the year and snow-covered landscapes, Destiny and Kyle begin to experience emotions they cannot ignore. Because in Stowe, winter not only brings cold but also ignites the spark of love.

For the sake of love, Oleksandr crossed the line of friendship — and was ready to give up his dream of becoming a hockey star. One mistake cost him the girl he loved, but brought him everything he’d ever worked for. Hockey gave him it all: a comfortable life, recognition, fame. It became his everything — and life itself turned into a game. He thought he’d learned to live without Alevtyna. But returning to his hometown after seven years awakens the feelings he thought were long buried. Everything begins to repeat: the love, the rivalry with his former friend... And once again, he must choose — between his heart and the game. Or keep skating on thin ice.

I was never a sports fan. In fact, athletes to me have always meant traitors — people who put their ambition above even their own families. My father is exactly that kind of man. No wonder we haven’t seen each other in over ten years. And now, here comes the twist: how on earth did I end up in Frostgate — the beating heart of Canadian hockey, where even newborns know what a puck and a stick are? Since we’re already playing this little quiz, here’s another question: how did it happen that I’m currently living under the same roof with that very traitor-father… while sneaking out on secret dates with one of his players? I’m afraid the answer is painfully obvious — I’m desperately searching for a reason to go back home with a broken heart.

My breath is catching in my throat, and I'm afraid I'm going to faint. None of this can be true. The Hunter I met in London can't be this Hunter. But he is. It is. Hunter finally focuses his gaze on me and breaks stride. He stops and draws his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose. Surprised? “Good afternoon,” I shake his hand and really hope that my voice sounds even. "My name is Daria. Hunter," he puts his hand in mine, and it feels like time is standing still. It's a pleasure, Dasha. I think this will be an interesting task for me. I'm glad I agreed. And I guess Myron was right. I should be more interested in football. I'll try to improve.

"Are you the one setting conditions for me now, huh?" he interrupted, surprised by what he saw as her audacity. "No, sweetheart, I make the rules here. You came to my family, so you play by my terms. And they’re simple: you’ll do everything I say. Otherwise, you’ll really have to go back home. Got it?" "I already had a low opinion of you, but now it’s even worse," Zlata snapped angrily, slamming her glass on the table. She was about to get up, but— "Sit down," Zakhar growled through gritted teeth. "My uncle and Giulia need to think we’re getting along just fine. That their plan worked and we’re actually interested in each other. No need to upset them or create drama. So, if you want to stay in Milan and keep working at Giulia’s atelier, behave yourself, show some respect, and do exactly