Welcome to Rebel, Louisiana—where the humidity feels personal, even the otters hold grudges, and chaos is a competitive sport. I used to play hockey in sold-out arenas. Now my wrecked knee and I are stuck in a little bayou town that’s been mad at me for a year. I need a big comeback–and ZERO drama. So first thing, I get tackled at the airport by a sunshiny woman in yellow overalls who’s thwarting my kidnapping… by her grandpas... moreWelcome to Rebel, Louisiana—where the humidity feels personal, even the otters hold grudges, and chaos is a competitive sport. I used to play hockey in sold-out arenas. Now my wrecked knee and I are stuck in a little bayou town that’s been mad at me for a year. I need a big comeback–and ZERO drama. So first thing, I get tackled at the airport by a sunshiny woman in yellow overalls who’s thwarting my kidnapping… by her grandpas. That’s Nora Delaune—Parks & Rec director, caffeine-powered menace, and the only person in Rebel willing to give me a chance. She needs me to win games and help save the town’s ice arena before it gets turned into a laser-tag nightmare. And I… kind of like being needed by her. Even when she’s producing a singing, dancing, wig-wearing ice extravaganza that is definitely not hockey. Then my sister—the team’s new owner—drops the bomb: if Nora and I “date,” the town might stop hating me. Fine. We’ll fake it. As long as we don’t call it love. But between late-night practices, the sugar-addicted swamp-werewolf mascot, otter drama, and the way Nora looks at me like I’m worth rooting for…I’m in trouble. I came to Rebel to rebuild my career. I didn’t expect to lose my heart doing it. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙄𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭-𝘰𝘧-𝘩𝘪𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺-𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘧𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳! less
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