E.V. Olsen

College hockey rivals turned lovers Jackson Reed and Killian Blackwell are about to face their toughest match yet: Christmas with both their families at the Reed mansion.

I caught the attention of a savage beast. My fault–ish after I crashed into Crestwood hockey team's star defenseman on my way to class. In typical Eli Holmes fashion, instead of walking away after he threw my books across the hall, I stood up to Alexei Petrov.

I never imagined my biggest rival would become my greatest temptation. Jackson Reed has been a thorn in my side since the day we met–always running his mouth, always itching for a fight. Our rivalry on the ice has left us bruised and bloodied countless times.

Falling for the unhinged Titan was never in the playbook. Taking the job as assistant coach for Crestwood’s hockey team is supposed to be my fresh start—until I meet Viktor Novotny. The uncontrollable goalie is a chaotic force, pushing every boundary and testing the limits of my self-control.

Nothing prepared me on how to survive falling in love. New day. New feelings. New threats. I've survived in this post apocalyptic wasteland alone since I was twelve. Never knowing intimacy or love. Until Rex awoke feelings in me I don't understand.

One night together. That's it. Except letting go isn't an option anymore. New day. New town. New temptation. I prowl the wastelands of this post apocalyptic world solo, a lone wolf. When I find him, a scrappy young man with fire in his eyes, my hunger stirs. That defiant gaze challenges me.

I've been a lone wolf in this broken, desolate world for four years. Until one fateful night with Cal exposes our secret desires, forging an unexpected bond despite our age difference.

I've survived alone for four years after most of the world's population died off. Until a deal with Mac leaves me his to break. One heated night together awakens unfamiliar needs I don't understand. But overwhelming emotions strike me down, consuming me with fear.

I'm used to being in control. In the clubs, under the dim lights and masked faces, I'm the one who calls the shots. I thrive on the power that comes with being desired-onstage, behind closed doors, wherever I choose. But it's always been temporary. It's starting to feel...hollow. Until him.