The Pucking Wrong Series

He won’t tell me his last name, and maybe that should throw up a thousand red flags, but when I’m all alone in a new city and struggling to make ends meet, his texts are the lifeline I’ve been desperate for. I never would have answered that text if I’d known that Lincoln Daniels—superstar hockey player extraordinaire—was the one sending it. He’s trying to sweep me off my feet now. He says he’s obsessed. He wants me to wear his number…permanently. But is he still the wrong number, or can this hockey god prove he’s Mr. Right?

I came to L.A. for a fresh start… then my past showed up. I've moved on. At least, that's what I've told myself all these years after the boy from the streets left me to pursue his dreams. I have my own dreams now. And they don't involve a 6'4 tatted hockey star who thinks he's god. He tells me I'm the one. That he came back for me all those years ago. That he's never going to let me go. The question is: is Ari Lancaster going to break my heart again? Or has my Mr. Wrong been the right guy all along?

Walker Davis is going to ruin me... but for once, it might be worth it. I'm a pariah, an outcast, and my life is not my own. I went to that hockey game hoping for an escape and found one in him. They call Walker Davis "Disney" for a reason; the superstar goalie is the Prince Charming of every girl's dreams. He told me he understood I just wanted one perfect night... but now he's everywhere I go. He seems to know everything about me. He keeps saying I'm the one. And he's trying to change my last name.

I hate Christmas. Years and years of disappointment have taught me that Christmas is the worst. I don't like the music, the food, the decorations…anything. And Lincoln Daniels, my tattooed hockey god of a husband, thinks he's going to change that… I tell him it's not going to happen.