Bøger af Piper Rayne

The start of Lee Burrows and I was a college girl's biggest fantasy.Campus' most popular guy, the starting quarterback, the same guy I've crushed on forever, notices me-the quiet introvert.Although, he never would've noticed me if he didn't need my help passing our biology class. I didn't think I had a chance with him until he started flirting with me and asking me questions like, "Who was the guy you were talking to?" and "Do you have a boyfriend?"It took a few tutoring sessions before we ditched the library to "study" at Lee's apartment.It was a fantasy come true until I found out the truth and vowed that Lee Burrows would never get another chance with me again.NOTE: This the prequel to the Kingsmen Football Starts series. You do not have to read it to enjoy, You Had Your Chance, Lee Burrows.

***Now a USA Today Bestseller**My mom always said you don't get a second shot at making a first impression. I've remembered that my entire career. Especially since I'm one of the few black men who play professional hockey.I'm calculated and respectful in the way I speak to my coaches, the owners, and the media. I've never taken a risk... until her.I could blame it on the fact that for once I pushed away the pressure of my career for the ocean waves, the sand, and good times with my new teammates. But those are excuses because the minute I saw her at the airport, something lit up inside me and the best week of my life was spent with her in my bed.After our week in paradise, we said goodbye, exchanged phone numbers and both assumed that unless one of us was flying through the other's city on the opposite side of the country, our vacation fling was over.Then one night after practice I see her. She's here. In my city. Telling me she moved here for a job. If that's not fate tell me what is.I've never wanted a second shot more than I do this time, but she's determined to leave what we were on the island we left behind.

Turn-ons...Party girls.Platinum blondes.Zero expectations.I used to think that if you could combine all three into one female, you'd have the perfect woman.Then why the hell does Ava Pearson-an outdoorsy girl, a brunette, and a woman who screams stability and responsibility-seem to be the only woman on my mind lately?I've got enough obligations without adding any complications to the mix-my son, my bar...well, that's about it. But that's enough for a guy like me.It's the cupcakes. It's gotta be the cupcakes she bakes that keep me coming back for more. The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, right? Apparently, it's a direct target to his junk, too.Did I forget to mention that she's my buddy's daughter... another member of the Single Dads Club's daughter?Ava might say she can handle being friends-with-benefits, but I'm not sure she can. Unfortunately for her, I'm too selfish of a prick to care-until I do.

Fate has sent me a charming, sexy, hot-as-hell lawyer who knows how to negotiate his way into my panties. Great, right? Too bad he was the best man at my wedding.I didn't swear off all men after my divorce, but I sure as hell swore off anyone remotely like my ex. On the top of that list? Attorneys. Everyone knows they can't be trusted.Been there.Done that.Burned the T-shirt.Now that I've moved back into my childhood home in Chicago, my focus is my daughter, my mom and me. I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after; it's just on hold-indefinitely. Yup, life is in a real upswing.Then I see Reed Warner again, and I'm reminded of all my past mistakes. I push him away, but somehow, he weasels his way into every part of my life, not willing to take no for an answer.In spite of my better judgment I can't stop thinking about the way his designer suits fit his muscular frame, or the way his blue eyes seem to eat me up with every glance. Reed is like the equivalent of a chocolate éclair and my willpower is fading fast. I never was good at depriving myself of life's guilty pleasures.Note to readers: This book was previously titled Manic Monday (Charity Case #1).

"My Lucky #13 is smart, sexy and fun! A hot hockey player, a sassy heroine, the best superstition ever, and a slow burn romance that had me panting until they gave in. And if that wasn't enough, a happily ever after that had the crowd cheering. A definite must read!" - Carly Phillips, NY Times Bestselling AuthorLucky.The one adjective used to describe my entire hockey career. I prefer to call it hard work, at least I did until my game went to complete crap. I haven't scored in eight games and the team owner is talking about trading me.I've never believed in superstitions. Never needed one. I suppose I was "lucky" in that way. But now the best way to refer to me is desperate. I'd wear the same socks for an entire year just to be the high-scoring center I used to be.Imagine my surprise when after spending New Year's Eve with a woman, I score a hat trick in the next game-that's three goals in one game for you non-hockey lovers. Now, I have to track her down and bribe her to do it again before every game. Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm not talking about it.I find her and when I get to know her better, I end up spending more time thinking about her than my game, but she's made it clear she wants no part of me. She's going to learn that I didn't become a professional hockey player without having to fight for what I want.

Red Flags...Too loud.Too clingy.Too much make-up.I could go on and on. The other guys in the Single Dad's Club would say I'm obsessed with finding them. But none of their kid's mothers is the epic fail that my daughter's is, so their opinions mean shit.Caterina Santora has her own list of red flags...She's too young.She's my client's daughter.She's my five-year old's camp counselor.The fact that she doesn't remember me from six years before grates on me until I don't have it in me to leave her alone any longer. I have to have her. But our lives are opposites in every way. In no way compatible.When we're together all the complications fade away and I have to keep reminding myself, even if I can have her- I can't keep her.

The perfect man for her is the one she hates most. #gofigureDating is hard.Dating in your thirties is even harder.Dating in Chicago is harder still.I haven't given up on finding my happily-ever-after, but in the age of swiping right and Netflix and chill, I'm wondering if everything is as temporary as my marriage turned out to be.Truth is, there is one guy I can't get my mind off of.Roarke Baldwin has salt and pepper hair I've dreamed of running my hands through and I'm pretty sure that if I checked he really does have a six pack of abs underneath his suit. And I've always wondered what that stubble on his face would feel like between my thighs.The problem? He's the one man I hate more than my ex-husband...His divorce attorney.Note to readers: This book was previously titled Happy Hour (Charity Case #3).

The girl who loves Christmas falls for the Grinch-it's a Christmas miracle.What started as a dumpster fire of a blind date turns into a deal.In truth, it probably didn't help that I showed up dressed like an elf but that's a story for another time. Our start was rocky at best which is why it's so frustrating that I can't stop thinking about his sexy British accent. Or the way his chest and arms fill out his suit. Or his perfect hair with that single streak of grey at the front.Santa likes lists and so do I, so here's all the reasons why Andrew and I aren't right for each other:He's my brother's best friendHe's the biggest grump I've ever met.He hates Christmas.That last one is big for a girl like me who thinks that the entire month of December should be a national holiday. So, when he calls for my help in planning his firm's holiday party, I can't pass up the opportunity to grow my small business. Bonus, we make a deal, and he agrees to attend three holiday events with me so I can make him fall in love with Christmas. As if I'd pass up an opportunity to make a Grinch's heart grow three times its size.It isn't long until I discover Andrew has a very real reason to hate Christmas and I start to see him in a different light. That's when the Christmas miracle begins.

It's time.Time to get a life.Time to start over.Time to move beyond the past.The guys in the Single Dads Club would tell you it was time years ago, but until recently, the risk of hurting my little girl outweighed the benefit of getting a piece of ass.Now that I have a tween daughter on my hands? It's becoming more apparent with every poster hung on the wall, every fight over make-up and every uncomfortable conversation about puberty, that at least one of us needs a female touch in our lives.Jesus. I can't even think the words 'female touch' without thinking of her.Charlotte Rose. Charlie.She's everything I shouldn't want, but someone needs to tell that to my damn libido because every time she's around I have a constant case of blue balls.There's a list of reasons why I shouldn't give into what I feel-she's my best friend's little sister, she's seen me at my most vulnerable, and the biggest one-she's the first person in eleven years who has the potential to break me.

***Now a USA Today Bestseller***Fake.Being the heir to Jacobs Enterprises, I've been around fake people my entire life. I promised myself a long time ago that I wouldn't change for anyone. Which is the only reason I'm a professional hockey player who lives on the beach and does as he pleases without answering to anyone-except my father.And now, my daughter.Being a single dad wasn't in the plan but after a one-night stand who took off after the baby was born, this is my reality.My dad's been harping on me to quit hockey and join the company for years and now that I'm a father, he's only intensified his efforts. Until he makes me a deal I can't refuse.Insert Lena Boyd, the Jacobs' family PR rep. She's beautiful and intelligent and not at all the woman for me-ask anyone.My dad needs us to act happily engaged and sell the idea that we're in love. If we're successful I won't have to join the family legacy-ever. Of course, I agree.That's when things get complicated. I thought I had her all figured out until I found out there was more underneath her judgmental sneers and eye rolls. It feels like everything is coming together for the future I really want-with Lena-until my past ruins everything.

***NOW A USA TODAY BESTSELLER***I have a reputation for being tight-lipped. You learn quick when you become a professional hockey player to be guarded with the media, so I've worked hard to cover up the mistakes of my youth.But when I'm traded to the Florida Fury, where my ex-best friend is the starting right wing, I'm forced to confront my past. Ford and I have a lot of history, especially when it comes to his little sister, Imogen.My heart still lurches in my chest when I see her.My hands want to reach out and touch her.My mouth wants to keep apologizing.She's the only woman who ever made me want more. But she's also the one who fell victim to my most regrettable decision.I'm not a believer in fate, but I must be back in her world for a reason. I've fought for everything I've gotten and I'm not backing down from what I know will be the best thing in my life.

***Now a USA Today Bestseller**My mom always said you don't get a second shot at making a first impression. I've remembered that my entire career. Especially since I'm one of the few black men who play professional hockey.I'm calculated and respectful in the way I speak to my coaches, the owners, and the media. I've never taken a risk... until her.I could blame it on the fact that for once I pushed away the pressure of my career for the ocean waves, the sand, and good times with my new teammates. But those are excuses because the minute I saw her at the airport, something lit up inside me and the best week of my life was spent with her in my bed.After our week in paradise, we said goodbye, exchanged phone numbers and both assumed that unless one of us was flying through the other's city on the opposite side of the country, our vacation fling was over.Then one night after practice I see her. She's here. In my city. Telling me she moved here for a job. If that's not fate tell me what is.I've never wanted a second shot more than I do this time, but she's determined to leave what we were on the island we left behind.

"My Lucky #13 is smart, sexy and fun! A hot hockey player, a sassy heroine, the best superstition ever, and a slow burn romance that had me panting until they gave in. And if that wasn't enough, a happily ever after that had the crowd cheering. A definite must read!" - Carly Phillips, NY Times Bestselling AuthorLucky.The one adjective used to describe my entire hockey career. I prefer to call it hard work, at least I did until my game went to complete crap. I haven't scored in eight games and the team owner is talking about trading me.I've never believed in superstitions. Never needed one. I suppose I was "lucky" in that way. But now the best way to refer to me is desperate. I'd wear the same socks for an entire year just to be the high-scoring center I used to be.Imagine my surprise when after spending New Year's Eve with a woman, I score a hat trick in the next game-that's three goals in one game for you non-hockey lovers. Now, I have to track her down and bribe her to do it again before every game. Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm not talking about it.I find her and when I get to know her better, I end up spending more time thinking about her than my game, but she's made it clear she wants no part of me. She's going to learn that I didn't become a professional hockey player without having to fight for what I want.

***Now a USA Today Bestseller***Fake.Being the heir to Jacobs Enterprises, I've been around fake people my entire life. I promised myself a long time ago that I wouldn't change for anyone. Which is the only reason I'm a professional hockey player who lives on the beach and does as he pleases without answering to anyone-except my father.And now, my daughter.Being a single dad wasn't in the plan but after a one-night stand who took off after the baby was born, this is my reality.My dad's been harping on me to quit hockey and join the company for years and now that I'm a father, he's only intensified his efforts. Until he makes me a deal I can't refuse.Insert Lena Boyd, the Jacobs' family PR rep. She's beautiful and intelligent and not at all the woman for me-ask anyone.My dad needs us to act happily engaged and sell the idea that we're in love. If we're successful I won't have to join the family legacy-ever. Of course, I agree.That's when things get complicated. I thought I had her all figured out until I found out there was more underneath her judgmental sneers and eye rolls. It feels like everything is coming together for the future I really want-with Lena-until my past ruins everything.

For Rylan Greene and me, it was simple. Love only got us so far.I've known him since we were six, long before he became the professional soccer star he is now. We've weaved in and out of one another's lives as rivals, teammates, friends, and lovers. Until three years ago, when my life took a hit and I ran back to my small Alaskan town, Lake Starlight, away from anything or anyone that could hurt me.He's never far from my mind, a constant pining ache in my heart, but I've convinced myself I'm better off. But now, my best friend announces her engagement and that means Rylan will return home to stand as best man to her fiancé.He'll be back in my orbit for three whole weeks... but I can easily keep my distance. Sure, we'll have to walk arm in arm down the aisle together, he'll hold me close during the bridal party dance and we'll stand for pictures next to each other. Nothing I can't handle.I'm so naïve though because he's not in town for more than twenty-four hours before he knocks on my door. I should know by now, that the two of us will never be finished business.This second chance romance spans sixteen years of a true love match that proves these two will only ever belong to one another.

From a secret duo of USA Today Bestselling Authors, comes an ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS SEXY ROMCOM STANDALONE in the Modern Love Series.Who knew sleeping with the enemy could be this fun?Was the one night stand a good idea?Well, no. Probably not in retrospect.In my defense I had just moved back into my grandparent's house, I'd lost my dream job, and a guy on Tinder had stood me up. It was like life had suddenly stamped 'LOSER' on my forehead.So when the guy behind the bar started giving me THE look...you know, the one that promised I'd be screaming his name into the wee hours of the morning? When that guy also has the perfect amount of scruff on his chiseled chin, biceps bulging out of his t-shirt, and a cocky grin you knew he'd earned in the sack...when he gives you that look, you don't bother to figure out what your six degrees of separation are. You jump on that horse and ride it!Pun fully and completely intended. And accurate by the way.I fully admit to feeling sorry for myself and acting impulsively, but by the time I'd figured out WHO the bartender was, I was already falling for him.** Note: This book was previous titled "The Bartender". Same great story with a fresh new look.**

For Rylan Greene and me, it was simple. Love only got us so far.I've known him since we were six, long before he became the professional soccer star he is now. We've weaved in and out of one another's lives as rivals, teammates, friends, and lovers. Until three years ago, when my life took a hit and I ran back to my small Alaskan town, Lake Starlight, away from anything or anyone that could hurt me.He's never far from my mind, a constant pining ache in my heart, but I've convinced myself I'm better off. But now, my best friend announces her engagement and that means Rylan will return home to stand as best man to her fiancé.He'll be back in my orbit for three whole weeks... but I can easily keep my distance. Sure, we'll have to walk arm in arm down the aisle together, he'll hold me close during the bridal party dance and we'll stand for pictures next to each other. Nothing I can't handle.I'm so naïve though because he's not in town for more than twenty-four hours before he knocks on my door. I should know by now, that the two of us will never be finished business.This second chance romance spans sixteen years of a true love match that proves these two will only ever belong to one another.

Trouble.One word that comes to mind when someone talks about me. I like to think of it as protection, watching out for the ones I love. But now I'm spending more time in the penalty box than on the ice and the team owner isn't happy.Finding myself across the room from the hot therapist I kissed on New Year's Eve only makes me push my problems down further. I want couch time with her but not the kind she's used to.I decide to lie to her just to finish off my therapy so I can do what I really want-date her-even if she says she doesn't date hockey players. Just when my therapy sessions are up and I've made some headway with Paisley, it's my parents who throw another wrench in my plans.If I abide by my parent's wishes to marry the one they've chosen, I'll lose Paisley forever. But if I go against my parents, I'm failing my deceased best friend all over again.

Preparing a Christmas to remember is no small feat with a family the size of the Greenes.Especially when the woman who has always been the planner down to every minute detail, falls ill only five days before the holiday. The family has no choice but to scramble to ensure that nothing is amiss. Cookies need to be decorated, gingerbread houses assembled and decorations to be hung. They'll need all hands on deck, both young and old, to make this holiday happen. But of course, what would a Greene Christmas be if not chaotic with a dash of drama?

Greene Family Vacation Itinerary...Ticket holders:17 adults. 5 children.Departs from Anchorage, AlaskaArrives in Maui, HawaiiReports of arguing with the TSA's at the airport, three drunk grandmas, siblings fighting, a tooth fairy, two celebrities, one sunburned redhead, a wild blonde running the halls and one unexpected layover in San Francisco.Enjoy your trip!

***Now a USA Today Bestseller***Xavier and Clara kissing in a tree...When your best friend growing up is a girl, that's the song your classmates taunt you with over and over again. But it was never like that... until now.It's always been Clara and me. She's the only one who truly knows me. After I was drafted into the NFL and ended up the starting quarterback for the San Francisco Kingsmen, I begged her to come with me. But she had her own life and responsibilities back in our small Alaskan town, so I didn't fault her for staying.We remained the best of friends despite the distance. I'd hang with her in Alaska during the off season, and she'd visit me in California while I was playing. Then, one night the lines blurred for the briefest of moments and set in motion a series of events that changed everything.I'm not proud of the decisions I made after that fateful night, and I plan on making amends, because I need Clara back in my life. But not as my best friend-as my everything.