Charleston Coyotes Hockey Series by Jacob Chance

My dad has been the coach of the Charleston Coyotes for as long as I can remember. All the time I’ve spent in ice rinks has taught me two things:1. I will NEVER date a hockey player.As a single mom, it’s not like I have time for romance anyway.2. Nothing smells worse than hockey players after a game.And I work as a dog groomer, so I have experience with smelly animals.It’s amazing how quickly my rules are forgotten when Darius walks into my pet salon... moreMy dad has been the coach of the Charleston Coyotes for as long as I can remember. All the time I’ve spent in ice rinks has taught me two things:1. I will NEVER date a hockey player.As a single mom, it’s not like I have time for romance anyway.2. Nothing smells worse than hockey players after a game.And I work as a dog groomer, so I have experience with smelly animals.It’s amazing how quickly my rules are forgotten when Darius walks into my pet salon.Tall, dark, and tattooed with rippling muscles and a perfect smile must be my kryptonite, because I find myself agreeing to go out with him.But we’re both keeping secrets we’re not ready to share. And when they finally come out, everything changes between us.I do my best to keep my distance from him.Yet, the more I fight my feelings, the more I find myself wanting the winger.This is a standalone feel good low angst opposites attract sports romance where the swoony Greek hero falls first and hard for the single mom heroine. less

When Kaiden Hart, the captain of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team, comes to my aid in an emergency, it’s the first time I’ve seen him since I was a young girl.And boy, have the years been kind to him.When he invites me out to dinner, accepting seems like the polite thing to do.At least that’s what I tell myself.How else can I justify wanting to be near my older sister’s ex-boyfriend?It couldn’t have anything to do with his piercing blue eyes and kissable lips... moreWhen Kaiden Hart, the captain of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team, comes to my aid in an emergency, it’s the first time I’ve seen him since I was a young girl.And boy, have the years been kind to him.When he invites me out to dinner, accepting seems like the polite thing to do.At least that’s what I tell myself.How else can I justify wanting to be near my older sister’s ex-boyfriend?It couldn’t have anything to do with his piercing blue eyes and kissable lips.Who cares if he’s got chiseled abs and a rear end I could bounce a quarter off of?It’s definitely not how protective he is toward me. Or how thoughtful he is offering me his spare room when I need a temporary place to stay.I know I should refuse. Really, I should run in the opposite direction.But it’s too late. I’m already falling for him.Now, all I can think about is catching the captain.This is a standalone feel good low angst hockey romance where the protective hero get struck with a case of insta love and falls hard for the heroine. less

The first time I met Murphy, the goalie of the Coyotes hockey team, I thought he was the most attractive man I’d ever seen.The second time, we shared a wild night and I never planned to see him again.Imagine my surprise when I showed up for a work meeting only to find out Murphy was my new client.He needed a bodyguard to pose as his live-in girlfriend, and I was perfect for the job... moreThe first time I met Murphy, the goalie of the Coyotes hockey team, I thought he was the most attractive man I’d ever seen.The second time, we shared a wild night and I never planned to see him again.Imagine my surprise when I showed up for a work meeting only to find out Murphy was my new client.He needed a bodyguard to pose as his live-in girlfriend, and I was perfect for the job.And now I’ve discovered living together in such close proximity comes with its own set of challenges… The man never wears a shirt. Or pants.The more I fight to keep things professional between us, the more he struts around in his boxer briefs trying to tempt me.It turns out guarding the goalie may be easy.But resisting him is damn near impossible.This is a standalone feel good low angst fake relationship hockey romcom where the swoony goalie instantly falls for the not so enamored spitfire heroine.She works for himForced ProximityOpposites AttractFake RelationshipHe Falls FirstCombustible Chemistry less

Ryder Goode has been my celebrity crush since he signed on with the Charleston Coyotes. Watching him race around the ice has become a favorite pastime of mine.Despite him being one of my brother’s teammates, we’ve never met. At least not until he cashes in on the prize he won in a charity auction—one weekend with me as his personal chef.During those two days, every preconceived notion I have about him gets annihilated, leaving me wanting to learn more about the kind and generous man... moreRyder Goode has been my celebrity crush since he signed on with the Charleston Coyotes. Watching him race around the ice has become a favorite pastime of mine.Despite him being one of my brother’s teammates, we’ve never met. At least not until he cashes in on the prize he won in a charity auction—one weekend with me as his personal chef.During those two days, every preconceived notion I have about him gets annihilated, leaving me wanting to learn more about the kind and generous man.So when he asks me to stay on as his full-time chef, I accept. And when the two of us can’t keep our hands off each other, I warn him I’ll never fall for him.Even though it’s too late—I already have.Although I might be trying to fool the forward, it turns out, I’m only fooling myself.This is a standalone feel good low angst brother's teammate hockey romcom with a reformed bad boy hero who's a cinnamon roll at heart.Her Brother's TeammateShe's His Personal ChefForced ProximityOpposites AttractReformed Bad BoyCinnamon Roll HeroIndependent Heroine less

My peaceful existence gets body-checked when a brooding, grumpy hockey player moves in next door…The first time I meet Niall O’Rourke, he greets me, wearing little more than a scowl and a demeanor colder than the ice he skates on. My deeply ingrained Southern manners force me to give him the benefit of the doubt, but every interaction we share convinces me he’s a grade-A jerk... moreMy peaceful existence gets body-checked when a brooding, grumpy hockey player moves in next door…The first time I meet Niall O’Rourke, he greets me, wearing little more than a scowl and a demeanor colder than the ice he skates on. My deeply ingrained Southern manners force me to give him the benefit of the doubt, but every interaction we share convinces me he’s a grade-A jerk.I do my best to avoid him, that is, until he makes a proposition too good to I pretend to be his fiancée, and in return, he’ll appear on my local television show, which could give Bigfoot’s Hairy Tale the ratings bump needed for national syndication.Despite our personalities clashing like hockey sticks, I discover beneath his brawny exterior is a man burdened by a complex past and a wounded heart.But I’m not interested in “fixing” him. I’ve been down that road before, and it never ends well. If only Niall weren’t so hellbent on using his lips to convince me otherwise.It’s going to take everything in me to evade the enforcer.This is a standalone feel-good low angst enemies to lovers hockey romcom with a damaged hero who's a cinnamon roll at NeighborFake engagementEnemies-to-LoversDamaged HeroIndependent HeroineCinnamon Roll HeroFound Family less

Get ready for a hilarious romp on and off the ice in this workplace romantic comedy where love isn't the only thing breaking the rules. When my dad retires, I take over as the new owner of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team. As a businessman and father of a teenage daughter, I’m prepared for the challenges of the game, but Maeve, the stunning blonde I meet on a dating app—not so much... moreGet ready for a hilarious romp on and off the ice in this workplace romantic comedy where love isn't the only thing breaking the rules. When my dad retires, I take over as the new owner of the Charleston Coyotes hockey team. As a businessman and father of a teenage daughter, I’m prepared for the challenges of the game, but Maeve, the stunning blonde I meet on a dating app—not so much. Despite the large age gap, the connection between us is electric, and our one-night hookup quickly spirals into something deeper. But life checks me harder than a hockey player when I discover Maeve is the executive assistant my dad raved about—which means she now works for me. Suddenly, our steamy affair is put on ice, and navigating the delicate balance between boss and ex-lover becomes a high-stakes game with no playbook to follow. Cue the awkward office encounters and the never-ending struggle to keep my hands off her. Spoiler alert: I’m failing spectacularly. It seems the harder I work at remaining professional, the more I long for her to once again obey this owner. This is a standalone feel-good low angst romcom with a billionaire hockey team owner who falls for his executive assistant, who's a "good girl." Tropes: Single Father Age Gap Boss/Employee Billionaire Hockey Team Owner Daddy Vibes Possessive Hero less