A new stand-alone hockey romance from USA Today bestseller Sarina Bowen.
On the eve of her thirtieth birthday, sports agent Bess Beringer is ready to make some changes. Armed with a five-year plan—indexed and color coded—she’ll tackle her personal life with the same zeal that she brings to ...
Spinner. Fixer. Bullsh*tter. Whatever you call it—I do it. I’m the woman behind the ‘spin’, taking damaged, filthy reputations, and flipping the story until they’re shining again like freshly polished silver.
I’ve spent years sugar coating the crap reputations of celebrities, corporat...
This time I’m calling the shots and I'm not letting her go. She’s on my turf now…
I've got too much on my plate to worry about how Melinda Bailey got a job at my ski resort.
In high school, she was my biggest rival. We had to outdo each other in everything, and it wasn't exactly a friendly...
I never planned on moving back home after college. Small towns like mine are full of gossipy busy-bodies and ex-football stars who are treated like Gods.
Prime example: Liam Wells. Cocky and infuriating. The kind of guy I try to avoid.
Not that he ever gave a girl like me a second glance, anyw...
Nico -
When I inherited the Dallas Oilers from my father , I became one of the youngest owners in hockey history. Even though the team was at the bottom of the hockey standings,
I had big plans to change that and bring the Cup to Dallas.
Falling in love was something I never believed would...
WANTED: Three fake boyfriends. Must be tall, handsome — and willing to teach me how to kiss.
My name is Layla Thompson, and I am undateable.
Seriously. I'm twenty-eight and I've never had a boyfriend. And with my thirties rapidly approaching, I'm starting to lose patience.
Lucky for me, I...
One of the hardest things I have ever had to do was bury my wife.
The second hardest thing would be watching my twelve-year-old daughter fall to her knees as they lowered her mother into the ground to rest.
A heart-wrenching vision that will forever be etched in my mind.
Claire was my best ...
When my football coach father transferred me to Chicago North University, he asked for two things:
1. Pretend to be one big happy family to shine up his tarnished public image.
2. Don’t date his footballers.
Easy enough. Football was his world. Theatre was mine.
But when the star quarterba...
I inherited an NFL football team. I understand the business side of everything, but I've never liked anything about football. Except the pants. I don't understand anything about my attraction to the star quarterback, except that I can't date him... Can I?