Bøger af Elise Faber

He was too young for her. A decade too young.Rebecca Stravokraus was the premier publicist in the professional sports. She was extremely smart, capable, and could spin a story like a spider spins its web. She also didn't lack in confidence.But there was one thing she couldn't do.L.O.V.E.It was the ultimate dirty word, the one emotion that made men, women, and all variations in between turned into possessed, insane beings.Humanity was not built to love. They were built to work, to play hockey, to fuc-Cough. To have a great time between the sheets.That was enough-it had been enough.Until Kevin declared that Rebecca was what he wanted, until they spent several glorious nights in bed together . . . until she began to feel.That couldn't be. Not now. Not in the future. Not ever.But Kevin had decided on her and if there was one thing she'd learned about stubborn, alpha hockey players, it was that they didn't give up.And Rebecca had to admit that in this case she didn't want Kevin to give up.

It was hate at first sight.Just not for Blue. He'd loved what he'd seen. Tall and thin with long blond hair and gorgeous blue eyes, Anna Hayes was absolutely beautiful.She also wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.As a professional hockey player, that was a rare thing for Blue Anderson. He was young, rich, good looking, and in the best shape of his life. He wouldn't say he had to beat women off with a stick, but . . . maybe he had to brush them off with a broom. Still, bad puns aside, the truth was Blue didn't have any trouble finding someone-or someones-to share his bed.Except Anna.Never beautiful Anna with the razor-sharp wit and seriously dirty mouth.Despite his appreciation for her model good looks, Blue knew when to stay away. And his plan was to remain far far away from the woman who never failed to roast him within an inch of his life.He wanted someone nice, not a woman who'd barbecue his balls off.But then Blue did something stupid-something that felt incredible, but was also incredibly stupid.He kissed prickly, gorgeous Anna Hayes.And every one of his carefully laid plans went right out the window.

This is her shot.Brit has the chance to make history by being the first female goalie to play for an NHL team, the San Francisco Gold. So, when she is introduced to Stefan, the Gold's captain, she is determinedly not interested.Stefan is sexy, charming, and has a publicly documented list of conquests a mile long. But Brit is unwilling to risk mixing business with pleasure, even when that business is wrapped up in a six-foot-plus, gorgeously muscled package. When management pushes Brit and Stefan together in an effort to gain good press for the beleaguered team, Brit finds that her carefully calculated disinterest doesn't mask her body's desires. The more she falls for Stefan, the more she risks her career.Will she be able to have it all-a starting position and the heart of the captain? Or will she lose everything?

Kailey Henderson dealt in code. Well, code, social anxiety, and online gaming. What she didn't deal in was sexy hockey players. And she certainly didn't deal in sexy hockey players like Connor Smith. He was brass. He was loud. He was funny and charming and...ballsy. Kailey was about the furthest thing from ballsy someone could find. Connor didn't seem to care. From the moment she'd showed up at the rink to help her friend set up a player development program for the Baltimore Breakers, he had led a campaign to win her heart. The thing was, Kailey didn't actually want her heart to be won, and the more Connor campaigned, the more she resisted. And...the more she resisted and argued and pushed back, the more she found out that she actually could be ballsy. And the worst thing about that? It made Connor campaign even harder.