Vegas Crush Books

Pucks fly when a Ukrainian/American hockey god tries to shoot around the 'no-fraternization' policy with the new social media manager for the team. Twitter is about to explode in this steamy hockey love story!! "That 'no-fraternization' policy is about to get broken." —Evan Kazmeirowicz, VEGAS CRUSH Definitely the goal in mind for the star winger and team captain of the Vegas Crush the day he lays eyes on the new social media manager for the team. But for Holly Laurent, it’s something more along the lines of: never-ever-gonna-happen-Mr.-Hottie-McHockeypants. Dating a “player” is a risky business, especially if she wants to keep the job she just landed with the hottest team in the NHL. Holly loves her independence and her career. She’s doing just fine on her own, thank you very much. Allowing her head to be turned by a hot hockey player and putting her job at risk? Not. Happening. Ever. Not even if he looks like a god. Not even if he possesses enough charm to tempt the panties from a nun. Not even if she has to cross her fingers behind her back every time she tells him she’s not interested. Policies exist for a reason. Rules are not meant to be broken and sexy players are not to be trusted. Right? **CRUSHED can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple. **This is an alternate version of Book 1 in the series with Evan on the cover.

Things are starting to heat up in the therapy room… for one Russian bad-boy defenseman and his not-so-innocent virgin physical therapist in this steamy hockey love story. "There's a lot more to me than what I've let on in the public eye." —Georg Kolochev, VEGAS CRUSH No, I don't drink vodka straight from the bottle. I don't pour it over my breakfast cereal either. I am not in need of an intervention... unless it involves me and a certain blonde bombshell alone in a room with a locking door. I've done my fair share of partying, I'll admit. And yes, I've built up something of a reputation with the ladies when not on the ice. That's on me for being careless with my posts on social. And I do know what's most important in my life. Two things. Hockey...and Pamela Jenson. My favorite physical therapist needs me so much more than she knows. Because I am the guy delivering her sin shot. Yeah, you heard me. I'm her first. Sinning with Pam has never felt so good. **SIN SHOT can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple. ** This is an alternate version of book 2 in the series with Georg on the cover.

"Public Relations" is about to take on a whole new meaning for a standout Russian enforcer with a bad reputation and the feisty redhead from the PR department who just might be the one person who can help him shine up his tarnished image in this grumpy/sunshine, steamy hockey love story. "They call me 'The Mad Russian' for a reason." —Viktor Demoskev, VEGAS CRUSH My reputation as an Enforcer was earned one game at a time. Fighting on the ice for my team is something I take very seriously because I came to the USA to play hockey, not be a celebrity. Unfortunately, this logic has my public image taking a beating—not that I care very much how others think of me. Except for her. Scarlett. A woman as gorgeous, and fiery, and sexy, as that long red hair of hers. Which would look even more stunning spread out on my sheets with my hands tangled in it all night long w̶h̶i̶l̶e̶ ̶n̶a̶k̶e̶d̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶r̶s̶e̶. It is unfortunate that she also works for the team. In Public Relations... So yeah, the no-fraternization policy is an issue, but hardly my main concern. The biggest hurdle is Scarlett thinking I am part of a gambling ring for the Russian Mafia. Crazy, right? I can deal with setting her straight about her ridiculous suspicions, but cracking through that hard shell she has built around her broken heart? This is my real challenge. But oh how I love a good fight. Winning is everything to me. Especially when the prize is the Las Vegas beauty I named the Red Rocket... **RED ROCKET can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

Definitely NOT your parents' "financial planning" for one Russian/Romanian superstar center with money problems and the tantalizing financial advisor he's hired to sort out his p#cking investments. Boris and Talia are in for the ride of a lifetime in Fabulous Sin City as they follow the money trail and fall further i̶n̶ ̶l̶u̶s̶t̶ for each other in this opposites-attract hockey love story. "They call me the 'Ice Dragon' but it's really just all for show." –Boris Drăghici, VEGAS CRUSH The Ice Dragon was traded to Las Vegas for one reason and one reason only. To bring the Crush another Cup Championship. But off the ice, there’s something not right with my money. My financial managers in Russia are probably stealing from me. So I really need the expert eye of a pro to investigate what's going on. My money being stolen is problem number one . Having the hots for the genius finance-goddess I just hired to help me out of problem number one? That's my problem number two. It’s very pucking hard to keep things professional when the girl of my dreams— the girl who may be the ONE —is saying "no" to crossing the blue line with me. I guess this means the Ice Dragon will just have to keep fighting until Talia Wentworth understands that I want her for so much more than simply managing my puck money. **PUCK MONEY can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

Be "just friends" with a smokeshow like her? That's pretty much a p#cking impossible ask. —Tyler Lockhardt, VEGAS CRUSH I'm just over here minding my business playing hockey for the Crush when the SMOKESHOW of my dreams turns up and seriously rocks my world. For real. Beautiful, smart, and so incredibly sweet I cannot help myself from wanting to get to know her a whole lot better. But it's not happening. C*ck-blocked by her paranoid older brother (also my teammate) and her Feminazi sister, I've lost my game long before I ever had any. It gets worse. Zoya Kolochev has zero interest in dating hockey players and she is completely firm on that. She would like to be my friend though. *facepalm* I know I'm definitely not boyfriend material, but I don't think I'm very good friend material either. But it's what she wants...so I guess I'll have a new "friend" now. A smokin' hot, legs-for-days, sexy, gorgeous SMOKESHOW for my new friend. FML **SMOKESHOW can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

An anti-social goalie unhappy about being traded to Vegas meets an outgoing drummer in a rock band and discovers that maybe fighting their attraction is the completely wrong approach in this enemies-to-lovers, opposites-attract hockey romance. "Sometimes I feel like a square puck trying to roll down ice." —Calum Lefleur, VEGAS CRUSH Living in Montreal and playing the best hockey of my career after leading my team to a Cup-winning season last year? Check. Traded overnight to the Vegas Crush and blindsided with no warning whatsoever? Also, check. So now I’m in Vegas. Feeling all the uncomfortableness of a new environment where nothing is familiar. Where every person I see is someone I don’t know. Where "fitting in" will be nearly impossible without an established routine. To help settle me in, Vegas Crush Media Relations arranged for a volunteer gig teaching guitar lessons to disadvantaged kids at a local youth center. They feel that connecting with the community will help boost my image with the Vegas fans. I don’t mind volunteering at all. I prefer to keep busy, and I think it could be a fun way to pass my downtime. But there is a hitch. Of course, there is. That stunning drummer from Love Scrum I saw play my first night out in Vegas? The one with the ends of her dark, silky hair dyed electric purple? The one with the mile-long legs who danced with me (and kissed me) when I stupidly crashed that after-party? The one-in-the-same gorgeous drummer I blew off at the end of the night because I’m awkward AF in new situations with new people...as previously noted? That one??? Well, today I found out her name is Billie Hirsch. And she is everything I said she was…plus a whole lot more. More... like she’s the program director for those guitar lessons I’ll be teaching over at the Crush Foundation Music Workshop. More... like Ms. Hirsch and I will be forced to work closely together throughout the entire season. More... like Billie Hirsch kinda hates me and this is going to be a huge pucking problem. **The KEEPER can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

Pucks are flying in this forbidden, dating-the-boss, office romance at Vegas Crush headquarters bringing the new GM and the team's nutritionist together after a one-night puck with surprising consequences. But first, they'll have to shoot around that pesky no-fraternization policy in this steamy hockey love story. "Lucky Las Vegas. It’s true I’ve had some major puck luck in this city. In ways I could never imagine." -Grant Gerard, VEGAS CRUSH General Manager of the sharpest skates on NHL ice—the Vegas Crush. Dream job of a lifetime. On the day I accepted their offer, I met Devon in the bar at my hotel where she was attending a conference. We made a pact not to mention jobs or exes, so we talked about other things instead. In fact, we did lots of talking that night. Talking before and after the sexy naked things we also did in her hotel room that night. Devon and I had a magical kind of “puck” luck going on between us. All. Night. Long. But our scorching night eventually turned to morning, and we said our goodbyes, returning to busy lives in different cities far away from each other. I put our one-night-puck firmly in the past as an unforgettable encounter with a gorgeous woman I never dreamed I’d ever be lucky enough to see again. But it turns out I am that lucky. Because I did see her again. Right here in Vegas, working for the Vegas Crush Organization —nutritionist for the team. The same gorgeous Devon I can't stop thinking about is working in an office just a few floors below me. I am the new GM, so…we’ll need to get around the corporate non-fraternization policy we’ve both now signed. A policy I wish would PUCK right off into the flames of a Vegas desert sunset. Because Devon Pearson is here…and I sure as hell can't stay away from her. She's my lucky puck . **LUCKY PUCK can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

A hotheaded winger with a superhero complex trying to live up to his father's great legacy rescues a desperate damsel-in-distress with ninety-nine problems and discovers he wants to be so much more than just her "friend" in this friends-with-benefits, he falls first, superhero hockey romance. "When people say I have a superhero complex I take it as a compliment." — Mikhail Zelenka, VEGAS CRUSH I met her on my way home from the gym one day. It was really more like she accused me of stalking her and other things that made no sense to me at the time. Reagan Marlowe was under the impression I was working for a Vegas crime boss about to give her the shakedown. I was under the impression she was straight-up crazy. Gorgeous AF, but crazy all the same. So later, when I came upon her with said shakedown in progress, I knew she wasn’t crazy at all, just terrified and in trouble. I didn’t hesitate to step in and rescue her from the real criminals in this story. She told me I was her own personal superhero and I probably saved her life. I told her I was just a hockey player who happened to be in the right place at the right time and we should probably be friends. So, we did that...we became friends. Our friendship even grew to include the occasional naked sleepover. But it was when she gave me the cool superhero name that I knew I wanted to be a lot more than just a friend who makes her see stars on one of our naked sleepovers. Yes, she’s got ninety-nine problems and a Vegas crime boss on her tail, but I can make it all go away. If she would just let me help . Did I mention she’s also stubborn AF as well as gorgeous? Mr. Hockey (that’s what she named me) has one more challenge before my mission is complete. Convincing Reagan Marlowe I’ll be her superhero forever. **Mr. HOCKEY can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

The granddaughter of the team's owner and a veteran forward in his final season playing in the NHL manage to entangle themselves in a "clusterpuck" neither of them ever saw coming in this age-gap, surprise pregnancy, he falls first, hockey love story. "I’m in Vegas to play a final season of NHL hockey and for one last chance at The Cup." —Tripp Blackburn, VEGAS CRUSH I've known Lila Marchmont-Terry since she was born...when I was thirteen. I came to Vegas only for a run at The Cup because, after this season, I’m hanging up my skates for good. Lila came to Vegas for a gap year interning with her grandfather, because after this season, she’s headed off to grad school to study Sports Management. Note that her grandfather owns The Vegas Crush —the team I’ve just signed a lucrative, one-year contract deal to finish out my NHL playing career. But now that our paths have crossed again, I’ve discovered Lila doesn’t really like me anymore. That didn’t matter a bit while we were stranded in a hotel room with only one bed, and we did something we should’ve never done even though the itch was there for both of us. The same itch we ended up scratching after our clothes sort of...disappeared, and the fire between us burned hotter than ever. All—night—long . Which is how I knocked up Max Terry’s granddaughter (who usually despises me when our clothes are on). I wish I could say things got better after our Las Vegas wedding, officiated by someone dressed as Dracula, but I’d be lying. It’s a whole cluster of a situation now—one giant CLUSTERPUCK we’ve gotten ourselves into now with a baby on the way. And Lila still doesn’t know about my long-held secret crush, because I'm far too old for her. She has no idea the only one I’ve ever wanted to share my pucks with…is her. **CLUSTERPUCK can be read as a complete standalone sports romance. Each book in the Vegas Crush series is about a different couple.

The brooding captain of the Vegas Crush prepares to pop the question to his wedding planner girlfriend at Christmastime and asks Santa for some advice on how to make it perfect for her in this no third-act breakup, over-the-top-romantic, grumpy/sunshine, will you marry me? hockey love story. Dear Santa, I'm planning to propose to my amazing girlfriend, who just happens to be a wedding planner. The problem is that she's seen it all, and I want to make our moment special and unique, something she'll remember forever. Do you have some good advice for me? Mr. H **This novella is a companion story and extended epilogue to Mr. Hockey, Book 8 of VEGAS CRUSH . Of course, you really should read Mr. HOCKEY first so you can enjoy this Christmas engagement story to its fullest. ***A portion of this story was included in the Dear Santa anthology limited to December 2023.