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Après son divorce, Aleksander Emerson comptait profiter de son célibat, et donc éviter toute histoire sérieuse. Enfin, ça, c'était avant de rencontrer Gabe, pompier au sourire ravageur et honte de la famille Crosby. Gabe n'est peut-être pas une star de la NFL, mais il n'a aucun problème à mettre Aleks sur la touche… ou dans son lit. Ce qui devait être une simple aventure se transforme vite en nuits qui s'éternisent, en sorties aux faux airs de rendez-vous et en crises de jalousie publiques.

La règle était claire : « Interdiction de le draguer ». Dommage qu'il ne suive les règles que sur la glace. La mission de Foster était simple : veiller sur Zach, le meilleur ami de son frère, et ne le draguer sous aucun prétexte. Facile, en théorie. Surtout qu'il s'est juré de rester concentré sur le hockey afin de décrocher un contrat à la NHL à la fin de ses études. Sauf que Zach, cet intello séduisant, le trouble bien plus qu'il n'aime l'admettre, et respecter les règles devient vite bien plus compliqué que prévu. Zach ne comprend pas grand-chose aux gens... et encore moins à Foster Grant.

Le titre de roi du hockey du campus est en jeu, que le meilleur gagne ! Durant trois ans, Christopher Jacobs n'a vécu que pour le hockey, et ce, dans un seul but : devenir le capitaine de son équipe. Sur son chemin se dresse un seul obstacle : TJ Beckett. Beck est irresponsable et immature. Jacobs est coincé et inflexible.

Quand l'amitié flirte avec l'amour, résister devient un sport de combat. Tripp a toujours souffert en silence de son amour à sens unique pour son meilleur ami, Dex. Après des années, il décide enfin de prendre ses distances pour passer à autre chose. Mais, quand Dex se sépare de sa copine, il se tourne aussitôt vers Tripp, qui est encore une fois incapable de lui dire non.

Oskar Voyjik est un aimant à problèmes. Son dernier coup d'éclat met en péril sa carrière et oblige l'équipe à réagir. Lane Pierce, le responsable des relations publiques fraîchement engagé, doit le transformer en modèle de bonne conduite. Plus Lane tente de garder ses distances, plus Oskar brouille les pistes. Jusqu'à ce qu'une évidence s'impose : sous l'image du joueur insolent se cache un homme bien plus complexe… et bien plus irrésistible.

Entre animosité et désir, sur la glace comme sous la couette, deux rivaux du hockey vont devoir revoir leur stratégie. Ezra Palaszczuk a tout ce dont un joueur de NHL ouvertement gay pourrait rêver : des fêtes, des mecs et du hockey. Sa vie serait parfaite sans Anton Hayes, ce joueur de l'équipe adverse qui semble lui vouer une haine inexplicable. Mais Ezra s'en moque, ou, du moins, c'est ce qu'il se plaît à croire.

When it comes to hockey, I'm all about the game. I've worked for years to be one of the best in the league, and l've done it without splashing my orientation all over the tabloids. My hockey image is one I've carefully cultivated, and after one night with Ezra Palaszczuk, I risk it all. He's cocky, obnoxious, and has an ego bigger than Massachusetts. And okay, maybe he's the sexiest man I've ever known. We'll never get along. Not when we sleep together. Not even when my possessive streak awakens. That doesn't stop us from falling into bed together over and over again.

It doesn’t matter that I was the number one draft pick in the NHL or that I’m projected to be the next great generational player, because none of it is enough to impress my childhood crush back in my hometown. Sam used to mock me for being like a Disney Princess with my uncanny knack for finding animals in need. And being home in Colorado for the summer, I’m bound to run into him now that he runs the animal shelter where I used to volunteer. Where I used to try to get his attention every chance I had.

TAI Ten years ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life. When Hawke left for the NHL and my hockey dreams went up in smoke, I ghosted my best and longest friend. It made sense at the time, but there hasn’t been a day where I haven’t missed him. So when we run into each other again, and his only response is “Do I know you?”, I know I deserve it. But I refuse to let one mistake keep us apart forever. Especially when he has bigger problems, and I’m in a position to help him.

Foster: "Look out for Zach and don't hit on him." My brother's request sounds easy enough. Keep an eye out for his best friend on campus and keep my hands to myself. Easy. Even if Zach is a quintessential nerd, who I've always thought was cute, I don't have the time to think with my ... stick...

Five years ago, I walked away from Sunbury, Oregon, and left my best friend behind. The move was supposed to get my life on track. I even had a list: Life changing epilepsy surgery. Check. See the world. Check. Get over my straight best friend... Not exactly. No matter where I go or who I meet, I can't let Tanner go. I'm back to tell him how I feel. To get the closure I need once and for all. Only now I'm here and falling for him all over again, it's getting harder to say the words. Because once I have my closure, I'll be gone. And this time it will be for good.

The idea of moving away from Seattle was a joke at first. I have too many failed relationships here. Too much baggage. So when I find myself signing with Nashville and leaving everything behind, I’m hopeful a new start will cure me of my attachment problems. I fall fast and hard, and I’m quickly realizing it’s not so easy to escape my emotional damage. That follows no matter where I go.

Give me the smallest reason to make a bad decision, and I’ll jump in with both feet. Case in point: thinking that drunkenly buying an abandoned town with my brothers is a good idea. As builders, we plan to renovate and flip the town, maybe turn it into something worth seeing, but the longer we’re here, the more things feel … off. It’s not until a bearded mountain man breaks into my room in the middle of the night and threatens for us to get out of his town that I realize Wilde’s End isn’t as abandoned as we were told.

ASHER Hockey, studying, and school runs. That's my life now. After a tragic accident that took our parents' lives, it's up to me and my big brother to take care of our five younger siblings. In between burning their meals and keeping them from killing each other, I'm supposed to get a college...

Banging my son’s bestie was a total accident that will never, ever happen again. I’m sure of it. While he might be gorgeous and caught me in a weak moment, when it comes right down to it, my son has been my entire life for the last twenty-six years. I don’t know how to be anything other than his dad. But with Molly heading off to Seattle, he leaves me with a parting gift: Will. His best friend. And my new roommate.

Payne. In search of: Room to rent. Must ignore the patheticness of a 40-year-old roommate. Preferably dirt cheap as funds are tight (nonexistent). There’s nothing sadder than moving back to my hometown newly divorced, homeless, and lost for what my next move is. When my little brother’s best friend offers me a place to stay in exchange for menial duties, I swallow my pride and jump at the offer. I need this. I also need Beau to wear a shirt. And ditch the gray sweatpants. And not leave his door ajar when he’s in compromising positions...

Once upon a time, playing for the NHL was my dream. Then Radimir Novicov skated circles around me and made it clear I’d never be good enough. He was smart, talented, and worst of all–sexy. Every closeted guy knows that you don’t hit on your teammate, even if his gaze lingers longer than it should. All it took was one drunken close call before our friendship was in tatters, he was called up to the NHL, and I was sent for further conditioning. Playing in the NHL was off the table, so coaching became my new dream. And seventeen years later, I’m finally heading to the big time.

Being president of a frat house means everything is on my shoulders. Idiot brothers, epic pranks, a list of organizational duties long enough to make my eyes bleed. None of it fazes me. But senior year is almost over, and I’m ready to take a step back.

The worst part of being in love with my straight best friend is the fact he’s too oblivious to see it. Years of pining have left me exhausted, and I need a break from Dex. I need space to get over my feelings. But when his relationship falls apart and he turns to me for comfort, I cave immediately. If there’s one thing I hate more than being hurt, it’s seeing Dex struggle. I can’t leave him in a time of need, even if my friends say it’s my biggest downfall. They say Dexter Mitchale is my weakness, but if that’s true, I don’t want to be strong.

Cohen: It turns out making out with my best friend in high school could be considered gay. Who knew? Apparently, everyone but me. Now that it's been pointed out, I can't help reliving it in my head. Repeatedly. Goodbye Denial Town, hello Confusionville. When my path leads me down the gay dating...