Jennifer Sucevic

I thought I had Oliver Van Doren all figured out. The Railers' star forward with the charm of a devil, the discipline of a toddler, and a talent for creating messes I always get stuck cleaning up. We're barely friends and definitely better off pretending the sexual tension humming between us isn't combustible. It's the only explanation for how one moment of weakness turns into a night I can't forget. And the worst part? I can't stop. It's too damn good. Two pink lines change everything. Suddenly I'm living with the one man who knows exactly how to get under my skin. Only Oliver isn't who I thought he was. He's patient. Attentive. Protective. And somehow, day by day, he makes it impossible to pretend he's not everything I've been too terrified to want. Now I can't help wondering if what started as a mistake... Might just be the beginning of forever. Show Me Forever is a swoony, boy-obsessed, enemies-to-lovers pro hockey romance packed with off-limits workplace tension, a one-night stand, a surprise pregnancy, and a hero who was all in from page one. It's book three in the Chicago Railers series and can be read as a standalone.

I thought I had Oliver Van Doren all figured out. The Railers' star forward with the charm of a devil, the discipline of a toddler, and a talent for creating messes I always get stuck cleaning up. We're barely friends and definitely better off pretending the sexual tension humming between us isn't combustible. It's the only explanation for how one moment of weakness turns into a night I can't forget. And the worst part? I can't stop. It's too damn good. Two pink lines change everything. Suddenly I'm living with the one man who knows exactly how to get under my skin. Only Oliver isn't who I thought he was. He's patient. Attentive. Protective. And somehow, day by day, he makes it impossible to pretend he's not everything I've been too terrified to want. Now I can't help wondering if what started as a mistake... Might just be the beginning of forever. Show Me Forever is a swoony, boy-obsessed, enemies-to-lovers pro hockey romance packed with off-limits workplace tension, a one-night stand, a surprise pregnancy, and a hero who was all in from page one. It's book three in the Chicago Railers series and can be read as a standalone.

A steamy friends-to-lovers, off-limits, pro hockey romance from USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Sucevic. Steele Sanderson has always been my safe place. My best friend. My constant. My person. So when I walk in on my boyfriend-who also happens to be my boss-screwing a colleague on his desk, it's Steele who picks up the pieces. Now I'm living in his penthouse, crashing in his guest room, and working as his assistant while I figure out what's next. Every day, I tell myself this is temporary. That just because he looks at me like I already belong to him doesn't mean I actually do. Except... Steele doesn't see it that way. To him, I've always been his. The only one he's ever wanted. The only one he's ever loved. He's protective. Possessive. And done waiting. I keep telling myself that crossing the line could ruin everything-that risking our friendship isn't worth it. But when he offers a friends-with-benefits arrangement, promising to give me everything I've secretly craved, how can I possibly say no? It doesn't take long for the lines between us to blur. Now I have to decide-keep pretending nothing's changed or finally give in to the man who's been right in front of me all along. Make Me Yours is a swoony, boy-obsessed, friends-to-lovers spicy romance with forced proximity, undeniable tension, and a hero who has always been all in. It's the first book in the Chicago Railers series and can be read as a standalone.

Can you really blame me for loving the scandalous texts exposing Bridger Sanderson for the jerk he is? As far as I'm concerned, it's sweet karma for ghosting me after we hooked up two years ago. Cocky, infuriating, and way too gorgeous for his own good, Bridger thinks he's untouchable.The best part?He's convinced I'm behind the messages.Ha I wish.Unfortunately, my life takes a turn for the worst when Bridger uncovers my secret side hustle. Now he's blackmailing me, forcing me to stick close-we're talking 24/7-until he figures out who's airing his dirty laundry on campus.I should hate him for dragging me into his mess.And I do...Mostly.Except... the more time we spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore how he looks at me. It's almost like he can see straight through the walls I've built to protect myself. Or how his own guard slips, revealing the cracks in his armor when he thinks I'm not paying attention.The only person who's ever gotten this close is ColdAsIce17, my anonymous confidant on the school chat app. With him, I can totally be myself.But what happens when the lines blur between the guy I hate and the one I can't stop thinking about?What happens when I realize... they might be the same person?

Can you really blame me for loving the scandalous texts exposing Bridger Sanderson for the jerk he is? As far as I'm concerned, it's sweet karma for ghosting me after we hooked up two years ago. Cocky, infuriating, and way too gorgeous for his own good, Bridger thinks he's untouchable.The best part?He's convinced I'm behind the messages.Ha I wish.Unfortunately, my life takes a turn for the worst when Bridger uncovers my secret side hustle. Now he's blackmailing me, forcing me to stick close-we're talking 24/7-until he figures out who's airing his dirty laundry on campus.I should hate him for dragging me into his mess.And I do...Mostly.Except... the more time we spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore how he looks at me. It's almost like he can see straight through the walls I've built to protect myself. Or how his own guard slips, revealing the cracks in his armor when he thinks I'm not paying attention.The only person who's ever gotten this close is ColdAsIce17, my anonymous confidant on the school chat app. With him, I can totally be myself.But what happens when the lines blur between the guy I hate and the one I can't stop thinking about?What happens when I realize... they might be the same person?

Can you really blame me for loving the scandalous texts exposing Bridger Sanderson for the jerk he is? As far as I'm concerned, it's sweet karma for ghosting me after we hooked up two years ago. Cocky, infuriating, and way too gorgeous for his own good, Bridger thinks he's untouchable.The best part?He's convinced I'm behind the messages.Ha I wish.Unfortunately, my life takes a turn for the worst when Bridger uncovers my secret side hustle. Now he's blackmailing me, forcing me to stick close-we're talking 24/7-until he figures out who's airing his dirty laundry on campus.I should hate him for dragging me into his mess.And I do...Mostly.Except... the more time we spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore how he looks at me. It's almost like he can see straight through the walls I've built to protect myself. Or how his own guard slips, revealing the cracks in his armor when he thinks I'm not paying attention.The only person who's ever gotten this close is ColdAsIce17, my anonymous confidant on the school chat app. With him, I can totally be myself.But what happens when the lines blur between the guy I hate and the one I can't stop thinking about?What happens when I realize... they might be the same person?

Can you really blame me for loving the scandalous texts exposing Bridger Sanderson for the jerk he is? As far as I'm concerned, it's sweet karma for ghosting me after we hooked up two years ago. Cocky, infuriating, and way too gorgeous for his own good, Bridger thinks he's untouchable.The best part?He's convinced I'm behind the messages.Ha I wish.Unfortunately, my life takes a turn for the worst when Bridger uncovers my secret side hustle. Now he's blackmailing me, forcing me to stick close-we're talking 24/7-until he figures out who's airing his dirty laundry on campus.I should hate him for dragging me into his mess.And I do...Mostly.Except... the more time we spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore how he looks at me. It's almost like he can see straight through the walls I've built to protect myself. Or how his own guard slips, revealing the cracks in his armor when he thinks I'm not paying attention.The only person who's ever gotten this close is ColdAsIce17, my anonymous confidant on the school chat app. With him, I can totally be myself.But what happens when the lines blur between the guy I hate and the one I can't stop thinking about?What happens when I realize... they might be the same person?

After my life imploded last year, Dad decided that a change in scenery was necessary and moved us across the country. I've done the one thing I never thought I would-leave the competitive skating world behind in the rearview mirror.It hasn't been easy.Especially when the person buried in my past no longer wants to stay there.Ever since stepping foot on campus, I've gone out of my way to avoid the hockey players that strut around like they're God's gift to the female species.There's a reason for that.My father is Reed Philips, head coach for the Western Wildcats. The number one rule in our house has always been that I keep a healthy distance from his players.That's never been a problem.And it's not necessarily one now.Except...I've just had a major run in with Hayes Van Doren.One that includes me walking in on him freshly showered in the locker room and him thinking I was there to deliver a special birthday present by dropping to my knees.Oh, trust me...he got a treat all right.One that left him singing soprano.I might have spent most of this year flying under the radar where Hayes is concerned, but that's no longer possible.Everywhere I go, there he is.Forcing his way into my life.He's a complication I don't need.Or want.Except...He's decided to change my mind about that.The question is-will I let him?

After my life imploded last year, Dad decided that a change in scenery was necessary and moved us across the country. I've done the one thing I never thought I would-leave the competitive skating world behind in the rearview mirror.It hasn't been easy.Especially when the person buried in my past no longer wants to stay there.Ever since stepping foot on campus, I've gone out of my way to avoid the hockey players that strut around like they're God's gift to the female species.There's a reason for that.My father is Reed Philips, head coach for the Western Wildcats. The number one rule in our house has always been that I keep a healthy distance from his players.That's never been a problem.And it's not necessarily one now.Except...I've just had a major run in with Hayes Van Doren.One that includes me walking in on him freshly showered in the locker room and him thinking I was there to deliver a special birthday present by dropping to my knees.Oh, trust me...he got a treat all right.One that left him singing soprano.I might have spent most of this year flying under the radar where Hayes is concerned, but that's no longer possible.Everywhere I go, there he is.Forcing his way into my life.He's a complication I don't need.Or want.Except...He's decided to change my mind about that.The question is-will I let him?

After my life imploded last year, Dad decided that a change in scenery was necessary and moved us across the country. I've done the one thing I never thought I would-leave the competitive skating world behind in the rearview mirror.It hasn't been easy.Especially when the person buried in my past no longer wants to stay there.Ever since stepping foot on campus, I've gone out of my way to avoid the hockey players that strut around like they're God's gift to the female species.There's a reason for that.My father is Reed Philips, head coach for the Western Wildcats. The number one rule in our house has always been that I keep a healthy distance from his players.That's never been a problem.And it's not necessarily one now.Except...I've just had a major run in with Hayes Van Doren.One that includes me walking in on him freshly showered in the locker room and him thinking I was there to deliver a special birthday present by dropping to my knees.Oh, trust me...he got a treat all right.One that left him singing soprano.I might have spent most of this year flying under the radar where Hayes is concerned, but that's no longer possible.Everywhere I go, there he is.Forcing his way into my life.He's a complication I don't need.Or want.Except...He's decided to change my mind about that.The question is-will I let him?

After my life imploded last year, Dad decided that a change in scenery was necessary and moved us across the country. I've done the one thing I never thought I would-leave the competitive skating world behind in the rear view mirror.It hasn't been easy.Especially when the person buried in my past no longer wants to stay there.Ever since stepping foot on campus, I've gone out of my way to avoid the hockey players that strut around like they're God's gift to the female species.There's a reason for that.My father is Reed Philips, head coach for the Western Wildcats. The number one rule in our house has always been that I keep a healthy distance from his players.That's never been a problem.And it's not necessarily one now.Except...I've just had a major run in with Hayes Van Doren.One that includes me walking in on him freshly showered in the locker room and him thinking I was there to deliver a special birthday present by dropping to my knees.Oh, trust me...he got a treat all right.One that left him singing soprano.I might have spent most of this year flying under the radar where Hayes is concerned, but that's no longer possible.Everywhere I go, there he is.Forcing his way into my life.He's a complication I don't need.Or want.Except...He's decided to change my mind about that.The question is-will I let him?

What could be worse than having a one-night stand with my twin's biggest rival on the ice?Umm...nothing.Nothing is worse than that.It's the reason why my brother can never find out that I hooked up with Maverick McKinnon, ridiculously hot defenseman for the Western Wildcats. It doesn't matter if the memories from our night together are enough to make my toes curl and my panties-Well, you get the idea.He's the first guy to come along and not treat me like I'll shatter into a million pieces when he lays his hands on me. Even if there's a teeny tiny part within that would like to see him again, the fallout would be brutal.I have enough to deal with. Like trying to break out of the box my family has placed me in since my diagnosis.The only problem?I've lost something valuable.Something I need back.And I'm pretty sure whose bed I'll find it in.

What could be worse than having a one-night stand with my twin's biggest rival on the ice?Umm...nothing.Nothing is worse than that.It's the reason why my brother can never find out that I hooked up with Maverick McKinnon, ridiculously hot defenseman for the Western Wildcats. It doesn't matter if the memories from our night together are enough to make my toes curl and my panties-Well, you get the idea.He's the first guy to come along and not treat me like I'll shatter into a million pieces when he lays his hands on me. Even if there's a teeny tiny part within that would like to see him again, the fallout would be brutal.I have enough to deal with. Like trying to break out of the box my family has placed me in since my diagnosis.The only problem?I've lost something valuable.Something I need back.And I'm pretty sure whose bed I'll find it in.