Teagan Hunter

A wrong number is supposed to be just that-a wrong number.Delete. Done.Do not continue to text. Do not flirt.A wrong number shouldn't be the first person on your mind in the morning, or the last at night...and you're definitely not supposed to talk them into buying a baby goat.Because that would be weird.When Zach Hastings and I get into a wrong-number mix-up, we don't follow the rules. We keep texting and flirting, because he's wicked funny and perfectly nerdy and a wonderful distraction.I'm not looking for love, and Zach definitely had the wrong number.But maybe...Maybe he's the right guy.

Let's Get Textual

Blind Pass

Puck Shy

“I’m pregnant.”

That’s what my teammate’s sister-in-law told me after our one-night stand.

I didn’t expect to see Hollis again, let alone end up raising a child with her.

We set some ground rules—we’ll raise the baby together, but that’s it.
No relationship, no future, and definitely no kissing.

But the more time we spend together, the harder it is to keep track of where the lines were once drawn.

I’m known for my one-timer on and off the ice, but this game with Hollis just got a lot more complicated…


ONE-TIMER is a standalone hockey romance. There is a one-night stand, an accidental pregnancy, wit, steam, and lots of fun!

One-Timer

Most people would probably be embarrassed to land themselves back in their hometown and working at a pizzeria after an ugly divorce.Not me.It's home, and I have one last shot to make Wren Daniels see me as more than just her brother's best friend.When the opportunity to show her what's been right in front of her this whole time presents itself, I take it, holding nothing back this time.Wren thinks we're pretending, but there's nothing fake about the way I feel.After all, she's always had...a pizza my heart.

A Pizza My Heart

Don't fall for your enemy...especially when he's your new roommate.Dean Evans is the worst.Not only does the devil in disguise steal my pie on a regular basis, he also lives in the apartment right. Next. Door.I see him all the time. At the mailboxes. In the elevator.Every single morning.It's exhausting because he's exhausting.Now, after setting his apartment on fire, he's my roommate...and he's the worst at that too.I don't know what possessed me to let him stay with me. Pity, perhaps?I do know that I won't be falling for his charm.Or that panty-dropping smirk.His quick wit.That body he works so hard for.Nope. Not falling for any of it...least of all him.There might be a fine line between love and hate, but I know exactly where I stand.

Loathe Thy Neighbor

When I put up a ROOMMATE WANTED poster, he was the last person on earth I thought would respond.He was also the last person on earth I'd agree to let live with me...on purpose.But, here we are-roommates. I'm certain we can coexist without it being awkward, and I'm determined to make it work. There will be no sexual tension building with each accidental touch, no flutters when he wears that stupid backward baseball cap, and definitely no flirting when we text back and forth.Caleb Mills can't be the guy for me. He's my best friend's ex-boyfriend.And that would be wrong...right?

I Wanna Text You Up

"Hi Monty. Wanna see my python?"That's how I ended up in the bathroom of some dive bar with a stranger.Me, Monty Andrews, the quintessential virgin girl next door.I was so out of my element, but there was no denying our explosive attraction, even via text.Commence Operation Bang Each Other Out of Our Systems, because that was all it was-unfinished business.I had no intention of falling back into the sheets with the tattooed, muscly, dirty-in-the-best-kind-of-way single dad over and over again...but I did.Everything was going great-until we discovered I was his son's teacher.

Can't Text This

I love you, he said.Forever, he said.Turns out, he lied.When he leaves me high and dry after a cross-country move, I push him out of my life as much as I can, which is hard to do when the guy who broke your heart also happens to be the most famous dude in town.After a disastrous year, he's aiming to rehab his reputation, and I just so happen to be aiming for a promotion at the paper.So, we strike a deal, and it's a win-win all around.Besides, what's the harm in a few dates to charity galas anyway?He's arrogant, a total jerk. There's no way I'll fall for him...again.I used to love him. Now I hate him...I think.

Text Me Baby One More Time

Don't fall for your roommate...especially when he's your best friend. Cooper Bennett is my best friend. That's all he is and all he ever will be. Nothing will change that. Accidentally seeing him naked? Please. So not a big deal. Having less-than-tame thoughts? I mean, have you seen this guy? Who could blame me? Kissing him? It was a one-time mistake, and it will not be repeated. Falling into bed with him? Uh-oh... It's fine. We're fine. We're Caroline and Cooper. Best friends until the end. Nothing has ever come our way that we couldn't survive together. Surely, we can handle this too...

Love Thy Neighbor

Scoring Chance

I should stay away.

Emilia Anderson is the team’s social media manager, and there are strict rules about not fraternizing with the staff. It doesn’t matter that we already accidentally broke them—we can’t let it happen again.

Besides, my time in the NHL is winding down, and this is my last shot at winning the Cup. I need to focus on the game, not some girl I have no business chasing.

She’s ten years younger than me.
She’s the assistant coach’s niece.
And she works for the team.

She’s off-limits…and too hard to resist.

I know better than to play this game...

But it looks like I’m heading to the sin bin.

Carolina Comets #4

Sin Bin

It was just supposed to be one night.No kissing. No feelings. A wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am tangle in the sheets and we go our own ways.Only it's a small town, and I was bound to run into the irresistible Porter Jones again.I just didn't expect it to be at my job interview...which he's conducting.Now the live-in nanny to his adorable seven-year-old daughter, I'm doing my best to avoid falling for his charms.Except it's much harder than either of us anticipated.What's a few romps between friends?No kissing. No feelings. Just fun.Sounds simple, right?Right...

Single Dad Romcom

Doughn't Let Me Go

I hate Drew Woods, and she hates me.Even so, I'm not the cold jerk most make me out to be, and I have no problem moving the single mom and her baby into my home. I do, however, draw a line when it comes to acting on the way her loose lips make me feel.Alive.She's too mouthy, too prying, and her curves are way too distracting.I might have lost my way after a nearly fatal car accident, but I'm not stupid. Giving in to Drew would be a short-lived fix for this pain I'm saddled with, and I knead something permanent.I'd be insane to think what we have could be anything other than temporary...right?

I Knead You Tonight

Don't fall for your roommate...especially when it's only temporary. Nolan Brooks is off limits. Sure, he's insanely attractive and funny and I might have almost gone home with him one night to relieve a little stress. Big deal. It was all just a momentary lapse in judgment...just like the kiss we shared. He's my temporary roommate while I wait for my new apartment to be ready. That's it. He's doesn't do relationships, and he doesn't do attachments. So what if I have a crush on him? We'll only be there for two months. Surely I can survive that long. Crave Thy Neighbor is a full-length standalone single mom, slow burn, light angst, temporary roommates romantic comedy.

Crave Thy Neighbor

Glove Save

Don't fall for your coworker...especially when he's your roommate. Sutton Barnes thinks he's Prince Charming, but he's really the Prince of Hell. He's egotistical. A user. A complete douchecanoe. And unfortunately now my coworker. Did I mention he's also my new roommate? It's all because I can't turn down a challenge. I never have, and I won't start now. When Sutton bets me I can't live in the same apartment as him and resist the "temptation"...well, game on. He'll be the first to cave. There is no way I'm falling for his charm...not again.

Tempt Thy Neighbor

Jonas Schwartz isn't just good at playing football. He's also good at playing hearts, and four years ago, he played mine like it was the easiest game of his life. Brokenhearted, I ran off to art school, swearing to forget about my one-off secret weekend with the star quarterback. I'd heard whispers about his injury, but I never expected Jonas to return to our hometown to rehab his knee, and I certainly never thought he'd show up on the other side of my door with a pizza in hand. He looks good. Better than before. Whatever-I'm over him. I've completely moved on. I just wish my heart would get the memo... This novella was previously included in the Team Player 2 Anthology

Second-Chance Romcom

A Slice of Love

Dating is hard. Dating in a small town? Impossible. Leave it to my little brother to come back home announcing he knocked up his fiancée and the wedding has been moved...to next month. When he tries to set me up with one of his football buddies, I tell him I’ll be bringing my own plus-one. Only problem? I’m hopelessly single. Enter Sullivan Scott, AKA my hero. We strike a deal: he’ll pretend to be my boyfriend, and I’ll use my mechanic skills to help him fix his boat. That’s it. No funny business, and definitely no feelings involved. Sully’s quiet and reserved, and I’ve been told I’m too much to handle on a good day. We’re opposites, and neither of us is looking for anything serious. I’m certain we can keep this strictly platonic...

Cheesy on the Eyes

A TOP 40 AMAZON BESTSELLER!

To my fans, I'm known as Ivan Fitzgerald.
To my teammates, I'm just Fitz.
And to the girl I've been talking to online, I'm ShootsAndScores.

There's no doubt in my mind that the woman on the other side of the screen is completely out of my league. Why wouldn't she be? Sure, I'm a professional hockey player, but that doesn't mean anything when I'm shy and awkward in the most basic social situations and she's a fiery vixen who oozes sex appeal.

No matter how badly I want her, I can't have her. Because the woman I love watching so much? The one I might be slowly falling for?

She's not just some stranger on the internet. It's Rosie, the woman who serves me coffee and donuts every morning.

And she has no clue it's me.

NEUTRAL ZONE is a standalone sports romance novel. It features a hot, toothless hockey player who likes to watch, a curvy woman baker who moonlights as a cam girl, lots of fun banter, and STEAM!

Michael Juul Holm

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