Games Series by Katie Rae

"I care about you both. ". "You don't have to choose, baby. ". I tried to keep to myself. Wanting to stay hidden from my ex. But staying hidden was hard once I met two megastar athletes. Especially when they lied to me about who they really were. I didn’t follow sports. How was I supposed to know they gave me wrong names? Their name game didn’t stop me from falling for them, though. In fact, their little games made me forget I even had a reason to hide... more"I care about you both. ". "You don't have to choose, baby. ". I tried to keep to myself. Wanting to stay hidden from my ex. But staying hidden was hard once I met two megastar athletes. Especially when they lied to me about who they really were. I didn’t follow sports. How was I supposed to know they gave me wrong names? Their name game didn’t stop me from falling for them, though. In fact, their little games made me forget I even had a reason to hide. We found ourselves navigating a new and exciting relationship that none of us saw coming. One that I feared was bound to go up in flames. And things got even more complicated when my ex showed up on my doorstep. *This is not a love triangle, this is an MFM. There are laughs, heart, and steam (remember they are new to these feelings) within these pages. But FYI, there is also assault, attempted sexual abuse, and kidnapping. less

When your brother is the best quarterback in the NFL, people treat you one of two ways: they use you to get close to him, or they hand you whatever you want…. to get close to him. There is no in-between. So when I finally got a chance to prove myself as an athletic trainer to my hometown’s baseball team, I jumped at the chance. I packed up and headed to spring training. No one had to know who my brother was. No one needed to know my last name. No one would ask, and I wouldn’t tell... moreWhen your brother is the best quarterback in the NFL, people treat you one of two ways: they use you to get close to him, or they hand you whatever you want…. to get close to him. There is no in-between. So when I finally got a chance to prove myself as an athletic trainer to my hometown’s baseball team, I jumped at the chance. I packed up and headed to spring training. No one had to know who my brother was. No one needed to know my last name. No one would ask, and I wouldn’t tell. I would keep to myself, work hard, and kick ass. If only it was that easy. One little white lie turned into two. Then three. Then four. And damnit I couldn’t even keep the lies straight anymore. Things got even more complicated when Chase Turner pulled me into his web of lies as well. Now I was just trying to make it through spring training without my head exploding. Who knew I would find peace in the biggest lie of all—my feelings for Chase. Because no matter how much this all shattered in the end, he had become worth the secrets. But could we survive the lies we told? less

Ethan was my best friend. Ace pitcher for the Atlanta Kings. My confidant. My protector. The man I loved most in the world—as a brother of course. He was supposed to be supportive and helpful and caring. But he was actually crazy. And never more so than after I told him my plan to lose my virginity. In the blink of an eye, Ethan went from brotherly love to overprotective daddy. And now I was the one going crazy. He had to back off before he risked our friendship. So we made a deal... moreEthan was my best friend. Ace pitcher for the Atlanta Kings. My confidant. My protector. The man I loved most in the world—as a brother of course. He was supposed to be supportive and helpful and caring. But he was actually crazy. And never more so than after I told him my plan to lose my virginity. In the blink of an eye, Ethan went from brotherly love to overprotective daddy. And now I was the one going crazy. He had to back off before he risked our friendship. So we made a deal. A deal to end all deals. With timelines, conditions, and even an exit strategy. It would save the trust and love we made as friends. It would help us get back to being us. Or so I thought. less

I was the daughter of a world renowned prima ballerina. Everything about me exuded prim and proper. At least that was the part of me everyone saw. Tyson Black was a struggling football player. Big and scary looking. Tattoos and muscles everywhere. Kind of annoying. He was also my newest ballet student. Neither one of us were thrilled about it,. And it only took us one lesson to learn we didn’t see eye to eye. But after a series of break-ins in Atlanta, including one in my studio,... moreI was the daughter of a world renowned prima ballerina. Everything about me exuded prim and proper. At least that was the part of me everyone saw. Tyson Black was a struggling football player. Big and scary looking. Tattoos and muscles everywhere. Kind of annoying. He was also my newest ballet student. Neither one of us were thrilled about it,. And it only took us one lesson to learn we didn’t see eye to eye. But after a series of break-ins in Atlanta, including one in my studio,. I was on edge and my stoic demeanor started slipping. Everything seemed to be spiraling. Somehow, I managed to push through my fears and teach my classes. It helped that Ty and I had found a rhythm we could agree on. Eventually, I was able to see that we had a lot more in common than just the way we danced. And while that should have been what brought us together, it was actually what threatened to keep us apart. The Way We Dance is a standalone - book 4 in the GAMES series - and can be read on its own. less

“They can’t handle the way we fight. ”. As one of the first women to referee in the NFL, Charleigh has a lot of pressure on her shoulders and a lot of eyes watching her every move. But no one is watching Charleigh harder than the head coach of Atlanta’s football team. Levi Peyton has made a name for himself, becoming the youngest coach in the NFL to win a Super Bowl... more“They can’t handle the way we fight. ”. As one of the first women to referee in the NFL, Charleigh has a lot of pressure on her shoulders and a lot of eyes watching her every move. But no one is watching Charleigh harder than the head coach of Atlanta’s football team. Levi Peyton has made a name for himself, becoming the youngest coach in the NFL to win a Super Bowl. His achievements didn’t come without a price, though, and the last thing Levi needs is a rookie referee standing in front of him on the sideline. Especially a woman the league wants him to coddle to save their precious image. Despite the warnings, Levi plans to treat her the way he would any other referee: With a fight. If she blows a call, he plans to let her have it. But there’s a history between Charleigh and Levi that neither of them can erase, much less forget. It’s a feeling they have to fight for the sake of their jobs. Of course, that’d be easier to do if the fight stayed on the field. But it carries over to the locker room, the gym, and even to the middle of a boxing ring. Their feelings get complicated, and with the twists and turns going on around them, it’s getting harder to deny that what they have is no longer a fight. It’s real. And the only way for it to work is for one of them to throw in the towel. In this steamy sports romance, Charleigh and Levi learn that some things are worth fighting for. With humor, spice, and banter, this book will have you in all your feels. Written in dual, 1st person POV, with an HEA. less