Falling For The Dragons of Firth City Series by Susie Heart

I agreed to fake date the grumpiest player in the league—and now I’m accidentally in love with him. Logan Beck is a six-foot glacier in skates. All scowl, no charm. I’m the lucky PR specialist stuck fixing his mess. To save his team, we fake date for the press. Smile pretty, hold hands, soften his reputation. Easy, right? Except nothing is easy about Logan. We’re opposites in every way. He hates the spotlight. I shine in it. But he starts carrying my coffee. Tucking protein bars into my bag... moreI agreed to fake date the grumpiest player in the league—and now I’m accidentally in love with him. Logan Beck is a six-foot glacier in skates. All scowl, no charm. I’m the lucky PR specialist stuck fixing his mess. To save his team, we fake date for the press. Smile pretty, hold hands, soften his reputation. Easy, right? Except nothing is easy about Logan. We’re opposites in every way. He hates the spotlight. I shine in it. But he starts carrying my coffee. Tucking protein bars into my bag. Noticing me. His scowl starts to feel like home. And the fake kisses don’t feel fake anymore. I’ve fallen for the grumpy hockey player. Then a leak reveals the one thing he trusted me to keep private. The headlines call it good PR. He thinks I used him. I might finally get the promotion I’ve worked so hard for—. But it means nothing if I lose him. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma--no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance. less

I told the entire PTA that my grumpy next-door neighbor was my secret fiancé–before I found out who he really was. My neighbor in apartment 4B hates small talk, sunshine, and probably me. But when I blurt out that we’re engaged—right in front of the entire school fundraiser—he plays along. One awkward kiss later, we’re fake-engaged. But it turns out the grumpy next-door neighbor is full of secrets. Like being a famous hockey goalie. He picks me out a gorgeous ring... moreI told the entire PTA that my grumpy next-door neighbor was my secret fiancé–before I found out who he really was. My neighbor in apartment 4B hates small talk, sunshine, and probably me. But when I blurt out that we’re engaged—right in front of the entire school fundraiser—he plays along. One awkward kiss later, we’re fake-engaged. But it turns out the grumpy next-door neighbor is full of secrets. Like being a famous hockey goalie. He picks me out a gorgeous ring. Gives me a puck during the game. And his shy smiles make my heart flutter. My dad warns me to stay away. But it’s too late–I’m already in, heart-first. Then I find out he’s been lying to me for months. He’s the anonymous artist I’ve been writing to—the one I trusted with all my secrets. Now I haven’t just lost my fake fiancé, my artist penpal and my dignity. I’ve lost my heart. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma--no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance. less

He’s my ex. My dad’s favorite hockey player. And now… my new bake-off partner. Drew Kim was supposed to be my forever. We had a dream, a plan, and a recipe for success. Until he bailed before finals… to play for my dad’s NHL team. Now, I’ve got my own bakery, a shot at winning Sugar & Spice, and one teeny tiny problem. It’s a two-person competition…and I’m one person short. My dad’s team up with Drew. Now we’re back in the kitchen. Hot lights. Hotter gossip... moreHe’s my ex. My dad’s favorite hockey player. And now… my new bake-off partner. Drew Kim was supposed to be my forever. We had a dream, a plan, and a recipe for success. Until he bailed before finals… to play for my dad’s NHL team. Now, I’ve got my own bakery, a shot at winning Sugar & Spice, and one teeny tiny problem. It’s a two-person competition…and I’m one person short. My dad’s team up with Drew. Now we’re back in the kitchen. Hot lights. Hotter gossip. And a chemistry I definitely didn’t order. He still makes me laugh. Still remembers my favorite desserts. Still gets that look that melts my insides faster than chocolate left on to temper. I don’t know what’s worse—falling for him again… or realizing I never really stopped. Then the threats start—anonymous notes, tampered ingredients. And Drew goes full protector mode. Now the competition’s not the only thing on the line. It’s my bakery. My future. And my heart. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma--no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance. less

I talked a grumpy hockey player into being my co-host… but I didn’t expect to fall for him! My apartment flooded, my startup was about to go public, and I needed a miracle before my entire dating app—Flutter—flatlined. Enter Nico. The Dragons’ hockey star, single dad, and walking definition of “off-limits. ”. He offered me his spare room and agreed to co-host my matchmaking events. It was supposed to be simple. He’s steady where I’m chaos. Private where I overshare... moreI talked a grumpy hockey player into being my co-host… but I didn’t expect to fall for him! My apartment flooded, my startup was about to go public, and I needed a miracle before my entire dating app—Flutter—flatlined. Enter Nico. The Dragons’ hockey star, single dad, and walking definition of “off-limits. ”. He offered me his spare room and agreed to co-host my matchmaking events. It was supposed to be simple. He’s steady where I’m chaos. Private where I overshare. And completely immune to my glitter-covered optimism… or so I thought. Between midnight strategy sessions, baking cookies, and his daughter’s giggles,. I start to see the man behind the walls. And my heart stopped listening to logic. I fell for him. Then I mistook his grand gesture as a bid to control my business. So I walked away. I told myself it was for independence, for strength, for me. Now my business might survive—. But success feels hollow if I lost the man who made me believe in real love. Sweet enough to make you sigh, and clean enough to share with your grandma--no steamy scenes, no salty language, just sweet romance. less

I got stranded on Christmas Eve…now I’m sharing a house with a grumpy hockey coach who makes my widow’s heart feel alive again. Rob McAllister is everything I don’t need. Stoic, guarded, impossible to read–and my son’s future father-in-law. But we’re stranded in an airport on Christmas Eve. And somehow he’s the first man I flirt with in four years. Maybe it’s the exhaustion. Maybe it’s my new resolution to live again. His Cancelled. My Overbooked... moreI got stranded on Christmas Eve…now I’m sharing a house with a grumpy hockey coach who makes my widow’s heart feel alive again. Rob McAllister is everything I don’t need. Stoic, guarded, impossible to read–and my son’s future father-in-law. But we’re stranded in an airport on Christmas Eve. And somehow he’s the first man I flirt with in four years. Maybe it’s the exhaustion. Maybe it’s my new resolution to live again. His Cancelled. My Overbooked. And I find myself unpacking in the guest room of his quiet, lonely house. Days blur into shared breakfasts, slow smiles, and late-night planning sessions for the surprise engagement party for our children. It feels impossible. It feels perfect. It feels like falling in love again. Then his gorgeous ex shows up like a reminder that I don’t belong in his life. So I do what I do I run. But it turns out running from him won’t protect my heart–. It will break it all over again. less

I planned to attend my brother’s Christmas wedding single, but I opened my big mouth and now I’m fake-engaged to my brother’s best friend! Zeke Landry has been ruining my peace since I was sixteen. He’s my brother’s best friend, my workplace headache, and living proof that brooding muscles should be illegal. Oh—and the inspiration for every romance hero I secretly write. But we don’t flirt. We avoid. We pretend we don’t remember the kiss we shared years ago... moreI planned to attend my brother’s Christmas wedding single, but I opened my big mouth and now I’m fake-engaged to my brother’s best friend! Zeke Landry has been ruining my peace since I was sixteen. He’s my brother’s best friend, my workplace headache, and living proof that brooding muscles should be illegal. Oh—and the inspiration for every romance hero I secretly write. But we don’t flirt. We avoid. We pretend we don’t remember the kiss we shared years ago. Then one holiday dinner spirals out of control, and suddenly the words “I’m engaged” are coming out of my mouth. And Zeke—grumpy, unreadable Zeke—steps in as my fake fiancé. It should be harmless. A temporary lie to appease my meddling family. But nothing about this feels harmless. Not when his hand on my back steadies me. Not when we dance beneath the string lights. And when he kisses me, I fall…hard. But then the truth explodes online, and everything is at. My job. My muse. And my carefully guarded heart. less