Jennifer Sucevic

Wolf Westerville.There was a time when my world revolved around him, and I'd foolishly thought he'd be the one to claim all my firsts. Those dreams shattered into a million jagged pieces when the unthinkable happened.Five years later and we both attend the same college. He's a superstar goaltender for the Western Wildcats with a ticket to the NHL. I'm just trying to make it through the last year and a half of college all the while doing my best to avoid him.Wolf has decided that it's time for us to get reacquainted. As far as I'm concerned, he can shove that idea where the sun doesn't shine.Better yet, he can bend over, and I'll happily do it for him.He might not realize it, but my life is splintering apart at the seams. My parents have lost everything and can't pay my tuition for the second semester, which means I need to figure something out.Fast.Or I'll be forced to drop out and move back home.Unwilling to allow that to happen, I decide to sell the only thing I have of value.My V-card.

Wolf Westerville.There was a time when my world revolved around him, and I'd foolishly thought he'd be the one to claim all my firsts. Those dreams shattered into a million jagged pieces when the unthinkable happened.Five years later and we both attend the same college. He's a superstar goaltender for the Western Wildcats with a ticket to the NHL. I'm just trying to make it through the last year and a half of college all the while doing my best to avoid him.Wolf has decided that it's time for us to get reacquainted. As far as I'm concerned, he can shove that idea where the sun doesn't shine.Better yet, he can bend over, and I'll happily do it for him.He might not realize it, but my life is splintering apart at the seams. My parents have lost everything and can't pay my tuition for the second semester, which means I need to figure something out.Fast.Or I'll be forced to drop out and move back home.Unwilling to allow that to happen, I decide to sell the only thing I have of value.My V-card.

It all starts with a little game of truth or dare...That was my first mistake. I've never been able to resist a dare and he damn well knows it. Trust me, I realize it's a personal flaw I need to work on.My second mistake?If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say it was when I agreed to a frenemies-with-benefits situation in order to get him out of my system once and for all.The third one, just in case you're wondering, was in thinking this wouldn't explode in my face if I came up with a list of rules for us to follow.1- This is in no way a relationship. It's strictly dickly.2- No sleeping with other people while knocking boots.3- Our situationship stays on the down lowBut then he tacked on one of his own- no getting myself off unless it's in front of him.Oh...did I forget to mention that the guy in question is Ford Hamilton, my ex-stepbrother? The very same one who may or may not remain an ex for long.There's only one thing left to say...FML.

It all starts with a little game of truth or dare...That was my first mistake. I've never been able to resist a dare and he damn well knows it. Trust me, I realize it's a personal flaw I need to work on.My second mistake?If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say it was when I agreed to a frenemies-with-benefits situation in order to get him out of my system once and for all.The third one, just in case you're wondering, was in thinking this wouldn't explode in my face if I came up with a list of rules for us to follow.1- This is in no way a relationship. It's strictly dickly.2- No sleeping with other people while knocking boots.3- Our situationship stays on the down lowBut then he tacked on one of his own- no getting myself off unless it's in front of him.Oh...did I forget to mention that the guy in question is Ford Hamilton, my ex-stepbrother? The very same one who may or may not remain an ex for long.There's only one thing left to say...FML.

Brody McKinnon est le d fenseur vedette de l'Universit de Whitmore, destin accomplirdes prouesses dans la ligue nationale de hockey. Il s'est fait un nom dans le milieu sportif lyc enavant de nous honorer de sa pr sence. M me si a me fait mal de l'admettre, il bat tous lesrecords au niveau universitaire. Contrairement aux autres filles qui se d chirent pour attirer sonattention, je m'efforce de le fuir comme la peste. Pour des raisons qui m' chappent, Brody prendun malin plaisir me martyriser. Et moi, en change, j'adore le r duire en charpie avec desr parties bien cinglantes. Apr s trois ans, on pourrait croire qu'il aurait appris garder sesdistances.Manque de chance.Malheureusement pour moi, je m'appr te vivre la pire semaine de ma vie. Tout commencelorsque mon ex petit ami annonce lors d'une f te que je suis nulle au lit. C'est cette ordure dehockeyeur avec qui je sortais l'an dernier, qui m'a laiss un go t amer dans la bouche (oh, s rieusement, arr tez d'avoir l'esprit si mal tourn ...).Devinez qui accourt sur son cheval blanc pour voler mon secours ?Ou devrais-je dire, qui ouvre sa grande bouche ?Oui, vous avez compris.Nul autre que Brody McKinnon, le type que j'adore d tester. Il n'arrange rien en racontant tout le monde que nous sommes ensemble avant de frapper Reed en pleine face. D'abord, j'aienvie de l' trangler, mais ensuite, je regrette de ne pas avoir saut sur Reed en premier.Maintenant, je dois faire semblant de sortir avec Brody, le seul mec qui me donnel'impression d' tre un chien enrag au bout d'une laisse, pendant une dur e ind termin e. Je suisconvaincue que nous ne tiendrons pas plus de soixante-douze heures sans que je le tue.

Tout commence par une liste d'envies et un roman d'amour...J'ai toujours connu Ryder McAdams. Nous sommes voisins et nos familles sont tr s li es. C'estaussi l'ami et le co quipier de mon fr re cadet, Maverick.Mais Ryder et moi ?Nous n'avons jamais t proches. D'ailleurs, j'ai toujours eu la nette impression qu'il ne m'appr ciaitpas beaucoup. Il fait son possible pour m'ignorer.Et le pire ?C'est cette lectricit qui fait cr piter l'atmosph re chaque fois que nos regards se croisent. Je laressens dans tout mon corps, jusqu'au bout des doigts et des orteils. Celui qui a dit qu'on necontr lait pas ses attirances avait bien raison, malheureusement.J'ai fait de mon mieux pour ne pas y pr ter attention.Nous sommes la fac de Western depuis trois ans d j , et nos interactions se limitent au strictn cessaire. Il passe son temps faire la f te et s' clater avec son fan-club de jolies filles. Moi, jepasse la majeure partie de ma vie universitaire la biblioth que pour pouvoir m'inscrire dans la facde m decine de mon choix.Mais une nuit d'ivresse change tout, quand Ryder me ram ne chez moi et d couvre la liste que j'ai crite avant ma premi re ann e, avec tout ce que je r vais de faire la fac.Vous savez combien de ces choses j'ai r alis es depuis ?Aucune. Z ro. Rien du tout.Pour une raison trange, Ryder d cide de prendre les choses en main et de m'aider tout faireavant la remise de dipl mes.Tout irait bien s'il n'y avait pas des id es torrides sur ce papier...Et notamment la recherche du plaisir...

It all starts with a bucket list and a romance novel...I've known Ryder McAdams my entire life. We're neighbors and our families are besties. He's also friends and teammates with my younger brother, Maverick.But Ryder and me?We've never been close. In fact, I've always gotten the distinct impression he doesn't like me very much. He goes out of his way to ignore me.Know what makes it worse?The electricity that hums in the air every time our gazes collide. It sizzles through my body until I feel it in the tips of my fingers and toes. Whoever said that you can't control who you're attracted to was, unfortunately, right.I've done my best to stomp it out.We've been at Western for three years and only come in contact when forced to interact. He's busy partying it up and getting it on with his fangirl club. I've spent most of my college experience studying at the library so I can apply to the med school of my choice.One drunken night changes everything when Ryder takes me home and finds the bucket list I wrote before freshman year.Know how many things I've ticked off since then?Zero. Zilch. Nada.For some strange reason, Ryder decides he'll be the one to help tackle each item before graduation.That would be all fine and good, except there's some pretty schmexy stuff on there...Like the big O.

It all starts with a bucket list and a romance novel...I've known Ryder McAdams my entire life. We're neighbors and our families are besties. He's also friends and teammates with my younger brother, Maverick.But Ryder and me?We've never been close. In fact, I've always gotten the distinct impression he doesn't like me very much. He goes out of his way to ignore me.Know what makes it worse?The electricity that hums in the air every time our gazes collide. It sizzles through my body until I feel it in the tips of my fingers and toes. Whoever said that you can't control who you're attracted to was, unfortunately, right.I've done my best to stomp it out.We've been at Western for three years and only come in contact when forced to interact. He's busy partying it up and getting it on with his fangirl club. I've spent most of my college experience studying at the library so I can apply to the med school of my choice.One drunken night changes everything when Ryder takes me home and finds the bucket list I wrote before freshman year.Know how many things I've ticked off since then?Zero. Zilch. Nada.For some strange reason, Ryder decides he'll be the one to help tackle each item before graduation.That would be all fine and good, except there's some pretty schmexy stuff on there...Like the big O.

Jennifer Sucevic, auteure de best-sellers au classement de USA Today, nous pr sente le prochain tome sensuel de la s rie Campus.Carson Roberts est le receveur le plus en vue de la Western University. Il a tout pour plaire. Un beau visage et des muscles sculpt s, clairement. Une carri re de sportif universitaire, assur ment. Un aller simple pour la ligue nationale de football apr s la fac, sans le moindre doute.Ai-je aussi pr cis qu'il tait le meilleur ami de mon fr re, ce qui signifie que j'ai grandi ses c t s et que je craque pour lui depuis tout aussi longtemps ?En un mot, une d cennie d'amour non r ciproque. Mais ne vous inqui tez pas, je commence me faire l'id e qu'il ne me verra jamais autrement que comme la petite soeur qu'il n'a jamais eue.En quelque sorte.Et m me s'il se rendait compte que j'ai pris des formes et que je ne porte plus d'appareil dentaire, Brayden piquerait une crise. D s qu'un repr sentant de la gent masculine s'int resse moi, il devient surprotecteur. Jusqu' pr sent, tous ceux qui se sont risqu s me jeter ne serait-ce qu'un coup d'oeil ont re u une s v re correction.Et c'est pr cis ment la raison pour laquelle je n'ai toujours pas perdu ma virginit .Comme si ce n' tait pas d j assez path tique d' tre une vierge de dix-neuf ans qui craque pour le meilleur ami de son fr re, voil que je l che par inadvertance, l'occasion d'une f te tudiante, que je me r serve pour lui depuis toutes ces ann es.Le pire, c'est que je ne peux m me pas accuser l'alcool, puisque je ne bois pas.Et si vous pensiez que les choses ne pouvaient pas devenir plus humiliantes, vous vous mettriez le doigt dans l'oeil.Jusqu'au coude.

Fake dating the campus player never felt so good.Brody McKinnon is Whitmore University's star defenseman destined for NHL greatness. He made a name for himself playing juniors before gracing us with his esteemed presence. As much as it pains me to admit it, he's exploded at the college level.While other girls fall all over themselves trying to gain his attention, I do my best to steer clear just as I would a particularly nasty case of crabs.For reasons I can't fathom, Brody takes great pleasure in messing with me. And I, in return, enjoy slicing him to ribbons with my razor-sharp tongue. You'd think after three years, he'd learn to keep his distance. No such luck.Unfortunately for me, I'm about to experience the worst week of my life. It starts with my ex announcing at a party that I'm a lousy lay. He's the hockey-playing jerk I dated last year who left a bad taste in my mouth (*eyeroll* seriously...get your mind out of the gutter).Want to guess who rides in on his trusty white steed to rescue me? Or should I say, opens his big mouth? Yup, you guessed it. Brody freaking McKinnon, the guy I love to hate. He only makes matters worse by telling everyone that we're together and then punching Reed in the face.The first...I plan on strangling him for.The second...I'm only sorry I didn't get to Reed first.Now I'm stuck fake-dating Brody, the one guy who makes me feel like a rabid dog on a choke chain, for the foreseeable future. I guarantee we won't last more than seventy-two hours without me killing him.

Am I guilty of sleeping with Gray Freshman year? Yes, I am. Have I spent the last two and a half years avoiding him like the plague? You better believe it.Grayson McNichols can have his pick of girls on this campus. Just ask him and he'll tell you that the females of Hillsdale University have a real penchant for sexy, hockey playing hotties. Hell, all he has to do is flash a smile in their direction and they fall right onto their backs and spread their legs.Would I happen to be one of them?Umm...I'm going to plead the fifth on that one.All right, fine. You caught me. I made the mistake of knocking boots with Gray freshman year. What can I say? I'm a sucker for gorgeous guys with inky black hair, bright blue eyes, and dimples. And don't even get me started on his chiseled chest and abs of steel...After we hooked up, I never heard from Gray again. Not that I expected too. Okay, that's a lie. Maybe for one brief, delusional moment, I thought I might be different. You know, the girl who changes the hockey playing bad boy for the better (cue the laughter). But he swiftly disabused me of that notion by moving on to fresh meat in the blink of an eye.Which is precisely why I've avoided Grayson like the plague ever since.Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and I totally deserve what I get.Well, I don't plan on falling into that trap ever again.Except...now our parents are dating, and Gray's come up with a cockamamie plan to break them up that has disaster written all over it.

Can a girl and guy ever be just friends?Emerson and I met freshman year of high school and we've been tight ever since. I've been pretty good about keeping her locked in the- girls I don't think about having sex with part of my brain. Which is no easy feat because, let's face it, unless we're related, you're potential spank bank material.Luckily for me, Southern University has an overabundance of Red Devils hockey groupies, which means there are always plenty of puck bunnies for me to choose from. I'm just careful to make sure they look nothing like Em. So, it should be all good in the hood, right?Wrong.I'm embarrassed to admit this, but lately, I can't seem to get it up. Unless an image of Em pops into my head. Then it's all systems go. It's a messed-up situation. One Emerson is blissfully unaware of. And that's exactly the way it needs to stay. What I've learned is that friendship is a hell of a lot harder to come by than hookups. Ready for a complication? It turns out that Em is a virgin. And she wants me to be the one to, well...take care of business. You better believe I shot down the idea before it could gain traction in my brain. Maybe Em doesn't realize it, but remaining friends after you've slept with someone happens about as often as spotting a tie-dye-colored unicorn that craps sprinkles. If it weren't rare, everyone would be doing it, right?Exactly.As far as I'm concerned, Emerson has remained a virgin for this long, she can damn well wait to do the deed until after we part ways next year. Unfortunately, my best friend has other ideas. Which pretty much means I'm screwed. And not in a good way.

Betrayal. Blackmail. Revenge.Will there ever be a time when those three words don't rule my life?Welcome to the world of Hawthorne Prep. A seemingly idyllic school where ivy clings to the thick stone walls and a wrought iron gate keeps out the townies who can't afford to foot the hefty price tag.Except...I'm one of those townies.I'm here on scholarship and don't belong.At least, that's the way I'd always felt before Austin came along and blew my world apart. He's the boy I secretly longed for but never thought could be mine. Against the odds, we managed to overcome the obstacles standing in our way in order to find our happily ever after. I'd assumed escaping my ex would be the hard part.I was wrong.Oh so wrong.Just when I thought we were safe and could move on with our lives, everything gets turned upside down, morphing into a twisted new reality. One that makes what happened earlier look like child's play.Vengeance like never before consumes him. This time, he'll make sure I shatter into a thousand jagged pieces.Ones that can never be put back together again.

Meet three hockey playing hotties in this collection that includes- Hate to Love You, Just Friends, & The Breakup Plan.Hate to Love YouBrody McKinnon is Whitmore University's star defenseman destined for NHL greatness. He made a name for himself playing juniors before gracing us with his esteemed presence. As much as it pains me to admit it, he's exploded at the college level.Just FriendsEmerson and I met freshman year of high school and we've been tight ever since. I've been pretty good about keeping her locked in the- girls I don't think about having sex with part of my brain. Which is no easy feat because, let's face it, unless we're related, you're potential spank bank material.The Breakup PlanGrayson McNichols can have his pick of girls on this campus. Just ask him and he'll tell you that the females of Hillsdale University have a real penchant for sexy, hockey playing hotties. Hell, all he has to do is flash a smile in their direction and they fall right onto their backs and spread their legs.Would I happen to be one of them?Umm...I'm going to plead the fifth on that one.

From USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Sucevic comes a sexy, new adult college sports romance.Crosby Rhodes is considered a god when it comes to Western Wildcats football.And who knows?Maybe he actually is one. There's certainly no shortage of girls on campus who agree with the sentiment. They swoon over his pretty face, dark messy hair, and hard body honed from years of lifting and two-a-day practices. That alone makes him catnip for the female species.Add a lip ring and surly disposition to the package and you can understand what all the fuss is about.Would I be included in that majority?Hell, no.As far as I'm concerned, Crosby can eat shit and die. The guy is a major jerk. Not to mention, a pain in my assets. And that's putting it nicely. For reasons I've never understood, he goes out of his way to humiliate and hurt me. His barbed comments are always a direct hit before exploding on impact.I'd love to know what I did to elicit such hatred but that would involve conversing with him and I refuse to do that. There's only one more semester before graduation. Surely, we can get through the next six months without coming to blows.That's the hope, anyway.Which is exactly why I'm thrown off guard when my nemesis pulls me aside and suggests a truce. Do I necessarily trust him after everything he's put me through?Nope. For the time being, I'll agree so there can once again be peace in the kingdom all the while keeping him at a firm distance. Except that turns out to be impossible. Everywhere I go, there he is. It's like I can't get away from him. More shocking than that, he's actually being nice.If stomping out the underlying attraction that constantly flares to life between us was difficult before, it's all but impossible now. But that's exactly what I'm going to do. I've been burned by one athlete, I refuse to allow it to happen again.

From USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Sucevic comes a sexy new adult, college sports romance.Carson Roberts is Western University's most sought after tight end. He's the total package. A pretty face to go along with all those sculpted muscles-check. An All-American-double check. A guaranteed one-way ticket to the NFL after graduation-triple check.Did I happen to mention that he's also my brother's best friend, which means I grew up with the guy and have crushed on him for nearly just as long?We're talking a decade of unrequited yearning. Don't worry, I'm slowly coming to terms with the fact that he'll never see me as anything more than the little sis he never had.Sort of.And even if he did just so happen to notice that I've filled out and no longer wear braces, Brayden would have a major conniption. When it comes to the male species, he's ridiculously overprotective. Any guy who has so much as given me a bit of side-eye has been treated to a swift and memorable beat down.Which is precisely why I'm still in possession of my V-card.Want to know how to make being a nineteen-year-old virgin with a major crush on her brother's best friend even more pathetic?Blurt out at a frat party that you've spent all these years saving yourself for him.If you're thinking it can't possibly get more humiliating than that, you'd be wrong.Oh. So. Wrong.

From USA Today bestselling author Jennifer Sucevic comes a sexy, new adult college sports romance.Brayden Kendricks might be God's gift to the female species at Western University, but I want nothing to do with the dark-haired football player. The guy is an attention seeking you-know-what who soaks up fan adoration like it's his due in life for being hot and talented.Damn. Did I just say that?All right, fine...I'll grudgingly admit that Brayden is decent looking. I suppose if you're into guys who resemble Greek gods with abs of steel and chiseled pecs, then sure, one could consider him attractive.Am I guilty of having a tiny, practically non-existent crush on him freshman year?I'd prefer not to answer that question.Thankfully, I quickly came to my senses and have made a concerted effort to steer clear of Brayden ever since. It hasn't been easy, considering that my bestie is now dating his roommate and we've been thrown together for an accounting project. You'd think after years of baring my teeth at him like a rabid dog, the guy would have gotten the memo that I'm not interested.Apparently not, since he's spreading word around campus that we're going out.I mean, can you even imagine?Me?Dating Brayden Kendricks?I have four words for him...No.Way.In.Hell.