The Little Things Series by Kelsie Rae

I grew up with the Buchanan twins. Wreaking havoc. Playing hockey. Causing chaos. Almost all of my memories involve Archer and Maverick. Then I started dating one of them. Archer Buchanan is perfect. He’s sweet. Attentive. Passionate. He’s everything a girl could ask for in a boyfriend. And I love him so much. The problem is…I love his twin brother even more.

My friend's little sister moved in next door. Dylan Thorne. The one and only. She's cute, in a nerdy wallflower kind of way. She's also off-limits. Or at least that's what my other friend says. Everett's been friends with Dylan's older brother for as long as she's lived. Call it a hunch, but I think he has a thing for Dylan, too, which is why he's warned me to keep my distance. But hey, I've never been one to turn down a challenge... moreMy friend's little sister moved in next door. Dylan Thorne. The one and only. She's cute, in a nerdy wallflower kind of way. She's also off-limits. Or at least that's what my other friend says. Everett's been friends with Dylan's older brother for as long as she's lived. Call it a hunch, but I think he has a thing for Dylan, too, which is why he's warned me to keep my distance. But hey, I've never been one to turn down a challenge. And Dylan? Well, the girl wants nothing to do with me, or at least that's what she tells people. I, however, think we'd make a pretty cute couple, and I plan to prove it. But first, I need to figure out a few things. 1- a way to not piss off Dylan's older brother, who's the hockey captain for LAU's hockey team. 2- a way to not be murdered in my sleep by Everett. 3- a way to convince Dylan I'm not the player everyone's labeled me as. All right, that's a lie. I am a player. But for Dylan? I'll be whoever she needs me to be, even if I have to burn a few bridges along the way. It'll be a walk in the park, right? less

Moving in with the infamous Everett Taylor was not on my bingo card. But, after my ex hit me then left me on the side of the road, I had no one else to call. Everett is bossy and moody and controlling. He’s also my ex’s hockey rival, my new very fake boyfriend. The plan is to keep me safe until my ex gets bored and leaves me alone... moreMoving in with the infamous Everett Taylor was not on my bingo card. But, after my ex hit me then left me on the side of the road, I had no one else to call. Everett is bossy and moody and controlling. He’s also my ex’s hockey rival, my new very fake boyfriend. The plan is to keep me safe until my ex gets bored and leaves me alone. But when a game of spin the bottle in front of my ex turns into a full blown make out session with my new roommate? Well, let’s just say I can see why the guy can have any girl he wants. They’d be lucky too. To claim Everett. But I’m too jaded for that…. Aren’t I? less

Riding shotgun to face my boyfriend wasn't exactly on my bingo card. .. Especially when the man behind the wheel is the one my boyfriend demanded I cut ties with. Griffin Thorne is LAU's hockey captain, my brother's best friend, and my roommate. He's also the only person I can rely on at the moment, even though he hates me after I followed through my boyfriend's. .. suggestion. To be fair, I get it. Why he hates me. In a way, I hate me too... moreRiding shotgun to face my boyfriend wasn't exactly on my bingo card. .. Especially when the man behind the wheel is the one my boyfriend demanded I cut ties with. Griffin Thorne is LAU's hockey captain, my brother's best friend, and my roommate. He's also the only person I can rely on at the moment, even though he hates me after I followed through my boyfriend's. .. suggestion. To be fair, I get it. Why he hates me. In a way, I hate me too. But as long as this impromptu road trip stays our little secret, everything will be fine. Maybe. Hopefully. Okay, let's be honest. If my boyfriend doesn't kill me for sharing a room with Griffin Thorne, my brother will. Tropes:. Forced Proximity. Brother's Best Friend. Forbidden Romance. He Falls First. One Bed. Hockey Romance. less

I should’ve known Tatum Taylor was nothing but a pretty little liar when I caught her trying to sneak into my concert. After I let her into the arena, then saw her in the crowd, I couldn’t help but invite her onto the stage and take a birthday shot with her. We spent one night together before I asked for her number and she warned me to keep my distance. She’s engaged, after all. Or so I thought, until we run into each other again... moreI should’ve known Tatum Taylor was nothing but a pretty little liar when I caught her trying to sneak into my concert. After I let her into the arena, then saw her in the crowd, I couldn’t help but invite her onto the stage and take a birthday shot with her. We spent one night together before I asked for her number and she warned me to keep my distance. She’s engaged, after all. Or so I thought, until we run into each other again. Now she’s my pretty little maid, and the pain in my backside until my band goes back on tour. Then again, I guess there are worse ways to spend my time than by burrowing under Tatum’s skin the same way she burrowed under mine before leaving me high and dry. Pretty little liar, are you ready to play by my rules now? less

Seems the little girl who had a crush on me is all grown up. She ran away from our hometown a solid decade ago. Now she’s back for her brother’s wedding. For my friend’s wedding. Not gonna lie, I had no intention of crossing the line with her. Not back then. And not now. Until I catch her swimming in her parent’s backyard. Nope. Not even then. I’m determined to keep all thoughts of what she might look like naked at bay... moreSeems the little girl who had a crush on me is all grown up. She ran away from our hometown a solid decade ago. Now she’s back for her brother’s wedding. For my friend’s wedding. Not gonna lie, I had no intention of crossing the line with her. Not back then. And not now. Until I catch her swimming in her parent’s backyard. Nope. Not even then. I’m determined to keep all thoughts of what she might look like naked at bay. Besides, I have more important things to worry about than how grown up Rory Buchanan is. Like, who’s going to watch my baby girl while I’m coaching the NHL Lions. Yeah, I have more than enough on my plate…. But damn, is she making it difficult. less