Chicago Blaze: Books 1 & 2
Because the only thing better than one hot hockey romance is two, the
first two books in the Chicago Blaze hockey romance series , Anton and
Luca, are bundled together in this collection.
Book 1 - Anton
He’s
known as Father Anton to his teammates—the brooding, sexy captain of
the NHL’s Chicago Blaze has a reputation for…not having a reputation.
Just like his diet and sleep routines, celibacy is part of Anton
Petrov’s on-ice mojo. Or so they say. Anton stays mum on the subject. If
the world thinks he chooses to abstain from sex, so be it. Better that
than the truth getting out: there is a woman he burns for, but he can
never have her. She’s his teammate’s wife, after all.
Mia Marceau is
finally on her own. Now that she and her husband are living apart, she’s
finding the peace she was desperate for. She spends her days in classes
and late nights bartending, making her own way in the world at last.
After what she’s been through, as long as her husband leaves her alone,
she doesn’t plan to rock the boat. He still has the power to hurt those
dearest to her, and she can’t demand a divorce with such a high cost.
A
chance encounter with Mia has Anton hoping for a shot he never thought
he’d get. And while she’s drawn to the intense, serious hockey center,
Mia’s leery about playing with fire. That’s all Anton has ever known for
Mia, though—a living, burning desire that won’t be denied—no matter the
cost.
Book 2 - Luca
Abby
I only have one love
now—the home furnishings business I’m building into an empire. Maybe
money and success can’t love me back, but they keep what’s left of my
heart safe. One-night stands are my way of scratching the occasional
itch I get for something more. And no one’s better for that than a sexy
as sin hockey player I’ll never see again after one very hot night
together.
Luca
I used to love two things: hockey and women.
But now my nieces and nephew are my top priority, because I’m raising
them after tragedy stole their parents. Somehow I balance single
parenthood and my career as a forward for the Chicago Blaze. There’s no
time for women, until I get knocked on my ass by Abby Daniels. She’s
everything I’ve ever wanted, but her devastating past may end us before
we even get started.
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