Brooklyn Bears

A sexy, second-chance, forbidden, ice hockey romance .She chose her family. He chose their dream. Now fate is giving them a second shot.Five years ago, Nalani pushed me to take an offer from Lincoln University for a full ride, giving me a better shot at playing professional hockey. She promised to make the move with me then bailed at the last minute, breaking her promise and my heart.
Now she's in my city, in my space, vying for a job in the Bears' organization and trying to get my attention. But all I'm giving her is my back.
The old saying, "Screw me once, shame on you. Screw me twice, shame on me," rings in my head, but not as loudly as the memory of how hot we were together.

A One Night Stand Hockey Romance NoelleBy day, I sell stories in my bookstore. By night, I'm writing my own spicy romcoms, so caffeinated and cheesy they'll make you giggle, blush, and swoon. Because real life? It's messy enough. My books are my escape, my happy place.In college, athletes were never my type. Couldn't be. Not when the risk of letting someone that close always outweighs the reward. Which is why Dash Sterling, the hockey player who made Lit class bearable, the guy whom I introduced to my then-best friend, was never even on my radar.Now, one spilled coffee, one ruined dress, and he's suddenly everywhere. And worse? He's looking at me like I'm the story he wants to write. DashI've been a goner for Noelle Pembrooke since the first day of Lit class. She challenged me, made me laugh, and made me want more than I thought I deserved. But she never looked my way-not really. So, when she introduced me to her best friend, I let myself settle. A situationship, nothing real, nothing close to what I could have felt for her.But I wasn't ready for it then, anyway.Now we're both in New York, our lives colliding again, and this time, I'm not standing on the sidelines. Noelle may secretly write her spicy romance full of happy-ever-afters, but luckily for me, she still hasn't found hers.Some stories aren't just written. They are fought for.

From USA Today Bestselling Author MJ Fields comes a steamy, single-mom, second-chance hockey romance. ClaudiaI swore I would never fall for another hockey player.Not after a fling turned into a pregnancy and, when I offered him a chance to walk away, he took it. I can raise my daughter alone. I'd been raising myself for years. PhD completed and a job lined up, I didn't need him or his money.She was almost four months old when he demanded to meet her in New York. I flew out, only to find he had forgotten to book the hotel room he promised, and every room in the city was booked.The next day, he threatened to sue for custody and served me.That night, he picked a fight after the game. A fight that brought an unexpected protector into my life.Another player.His rival.DeaconThe Bears traded him, but he is never far enough away. We still have to play his team, and with them always comes trouble. They lost, and he and a few others showed up at Icehouse to start something.I am not the guy who throws hands off the ice, but if something pops off, I back my team. That is what I was doing when he hit me from behind.Turns out it was the best hit I ever took.Because the woman he was harassing that night is now our new team psychologist.Single mom. Brilliant. Calm. Untouchable.I knew her without knowing her name.And now that she is here, I am not letting her face him or anything else alone. The Ultimate Goal is a steamy, single-mom, second-chance pro hockey romance with a protective hero who doesn't stop until he gets what he wants.

Sofie- I run a media corporation. When one of my closest friends falls in love with the Bears' golden goalie, I make their family too public to attack. Their engagement video goes viral overnight.Savannah's father was never in the picture. He opted out. Now he's newly engaged to serious money and suddenly worried about how that looks. He wants to play father. A custody fight would be messy.I make sure it looks unforgivable. Then a second clip explodes. Savannah, held by the league's most hated defenseman. Aleks Kilovac. He doesn't fit my system. Which makes him a problem.Aleks- I don't care about the media. I'm on a rooftop when Savannah ends up on my shoulders and holds on too tight. So I promise her safety. Someone posts it. The internet loses its mind.Sofie Fairfax sees me as a problem. Good. She makes custody ugly. I make it impossible. SofieI run a media corporation. Stories don't move unless I let them.When one of my closest friends, a new mother, falls in love with the Bears' golden goalie, I see exactly what it can do. Not erase a threat, but make it too expensive to pursue.Savannah's father opted out before she was even here. Claudia was relieved. Months later, he resurfaces, newly engaged to a woman of serious wealth, suddenly concerned with how he looks. A custody fight wouldn't be about the child. It would be about reputation, access, and proving something to the life he's trying to buy into.So I move first.Their engagement goes viral because it's real. The internet falls in love. Now, any attempt he makes to insert himself reads as opportunistic, cruel, and deeply embarrassing for the kind of man he's pretending to be.Then a second clip detonates everything.Savannah, being held by the league's most hated defenseman. Aleks Kilovac. A Russian enforcer. Foul-mouthed. Unfiltered. A man who refuses to perform, sanitize, or behave in any way.He doesn't fit my system.Which makes him a problem.AleksI don't care about the media.I'm on a friend's rooftop watching the Thanksgiving Day Parade when Savannah ends up on my shoulders so she can see the first giant balloon float past. Her hands grip tight, like she's afraid the world might take her if she lets go.No kid should ever feel that.So I tell her the truth."You're too young to feel like you have to hold on, but the perfect age to learn who you can trust. Everyone here, malyshka, will make sure you can reach for the sky without you ever having to be afraid of being swept away. We got you."Someone posts it. The internet loses its mind.Sofie Fairfax looks at me like I just complicated a plan she spent weeks building. Like I'm something she can't edit clean.Fair.I didn't ask to go viral. I didn't ask to see behind the perfectly curated wall she hides behind. And I didn't ask to see everything she's protecting behind it.But I have.And my instinct, the thing that's made me the best at what I do, has always been the same.Defend.Now I can't walk away.