The Wild Card

Tate Ward is the best coach in professional hockey, a hot single dad, one of the best players of all time, and my new boss who likes everyone but me. The players will do anything for him, the media is obsessed, and the fans still wear his jersey. Everyone's in love with handsome, authoritative Coach Tate Ward. Everyone except me, and the feeling's mutual. To save the Vancouver Storm from being sold, though, we need to work together and win the Stanley Cup, and I can't help but push his buttons to get under his skin. He moves me into his guest house and makes me sleep in his bed. He encourages me with the team and tells me I belong. He's adorable with his daughter and makes me long for things I shouldn't. Beneath his controlled exterior, Tate is protective, playful, and funny. He puts everyone before himself, but when I encourage him to be selfish, I learn that Tate wants... Me. The Wild Card is a pro hockey single dad romance. It is the fifth and final book in the Vancouver Storm series but can be read as a standalone.

'Utterly thrilling and joyful. I couldn't put it down!' ANTON DU BEKE 'Enthralling and captivating. Absolutely loved it!' CAROL KIRKWOOD 'A stunning debut, this is the perfect summer read' SANTA MONTEFIORE It's never too late to follow your dreams... Twenty years ago, Abigail Patterson put her promising tennis career on hold to have her baby son, Robbie. But after a wild card entry to Wimbledon, she suddenly finds herself swept up in a world she thought she'd left behind - and against all odds, she's winning! Yet as those long-buried dreams of lifting the sparkling silver trophy on centre court inch closer, Abi knows that it's only a matter of time before the press start digging into her past and uncover the secret she's kept hidden for so long. The stakes are raised, but this time nothing - and no one - is going to stand in her way. But could the greatest comeback of all time destroy everything she's sacrificed to protect? Praise for The Wild Card : 'Come on, it's a tennis story! How can I not love it?!' BILLIE JEAN KING 'A pacey page-turner' THE TIMES 'Full of twists and turns. We loved it!' HEAT 'Fizzing with excitement and high stakes' JO THOMAS 'Absolutely fantastic' CHRIS EVANS 'A brilliant read' BELLA 'A high-stakes novel set in the world she knows best' The i

Tate Ward is the best coach in professional hockey, a hot single dad, one of the best players of all time, and my new boss who likes everyone but me. The players will do anything for him, the media is obsessed, and the fans still wear his jersey. Everyone's in love with handsome, authoritative Coach Tate Ward. Everyone except me, and the feeling's mutual. To save the Vancouver Storm from being sold, though, we need to work together and win the Stanley Cup, and I can't help but push his buttons to get under his skin. He moves me into his guest house and makes me sleep in his bed. He encourages me with the team and tells me I belong. He's adorable with his daughter and makes me long for things I shouldn't. Beneath his controlled exterior, Tate is protective, playful, and funny. He puts everyone before himself, but when I encourage him to be selfish, I learn that Tate wants... Me. The Wild Card is a pro hockey single dad romance. It is the fifth and final book in the Vancouver Storm series but can be read as a standalone.

'Utterly thrilling and joyful. I couldn't put it down!' ANTON DU BEKE 'Enthralling and captivating. Absolutely loved it!' CAROL KIRKWOOD 'A stunning debut, this is the perfect summer read' SANTA MONTEFIORE It's never too late to follow your dreams... Twenty years ago, Abigail Patterson put her promising tennis career on hold to have her baby son, Robbie. But after a wild card entry to Wimbledon, she suddenly finds herself swept up in a world she thought she'd left behind - and against all odds, she's winning! Yet as those long-buried dreams of lifting the sparkling silver trophy on centre court inch closer, Abi knows that it's only a matter of time before the press start digging into her past and uncover the secret she's kept hidden for so long. The stakes are raised, but this time nothing - and no one - is going to stand in her way. But could the greatest comeback of all time destroy everything she's sacrificed to protect? Praise for The Wild Card : 'Come on, it's a tennis story! How can I not love it?!' BILLIE JEAN KING 'A pacey page-turner' THE TIMES 'Full of twists and turns. We loved it!' HEAT 'Fizzing with excitement and high stakes' JO THOMAS 'Absolutely fantastic' CHRIS EVANS 'A brilliant read' BELLA 'A high-stakes novel set in the world she knows best' The i

In this steamy hockey romance, a single dad and hockey coach must mentor his biggest temptation--from the viral TikTok author of the Vancouver Storm series. Former star player Tate Ward has become easily the best coach in professional hockey, leading the Vancouver Storm team to victory. Everyone is in love with the handsome, authoritative single dad--except Jordan Hathaway, the newest staff member on the Vancouver Storm team. Jordan was more than comfortable behind her bar at the team's favorite watering hole. When her father threatens to sell the team, though, she's forced to put her grievances aside and work with the man who likes everyone but her-- Coach Tate Ward. But beneath his controlled exterior, Tate is funny, encouraging, and protective. He moves her Jordan into his guest house, trusts her with his daughter, and fires the person who made her cry. He's her boss, and a relationship would ruin both their careers, but Jordan still finds herself dreaming of a life with Tate. As the lines between them blur and Jordan encourages him to be selfish, Tate realizes what he wants . . . is her.

In this steamy hockey romance, a single dad and hockey coach must mentor his biggest temptation--from the viral TikTok author of the Vancouver Storm series. Former star player Tate Ward has become easily the best coach in professional hockey, leading the Vancouver Storm team to victory. Everyone is in love with the handsome, authoritative single dad--except Jordan Hathaway, the newest staff member on the Vancouver Storm team. Jordan was more than comfortable behind her bar at the team's favorite watering hole. When her father threatens to sell the team, though, she's forced to put her grievances aside and work with the man who likes everyone but her-- Coach Tate Ward. But beneath his controlled exterior, Tate is funny, encouraging, and protective. He moves her Jordan into his guest house, trusts her with his daughter, and fires the person who made her cry. He's her boss, and a relationship would ruin both their careers, but Jordan still finds herself dreaming of a life with Tate. As the lines between them blur and Jordan encourages him to be selfish, Tate realizes what he wants . . . is her.

Getting pregnant after a one-night stand with my brother's best friend was never part of the plan. We're talking about Foster Davis here. Chicago Colts closing pitcher. The broody king of one-word answers. And the man everyone knows keeps one foot out the door. Surprisingly, when two pink lines turn my world upside down, Foster doesn't run. He steps in, he shows up, and he insists we do this together. Pretending we're fine is easy. Pretending this is just about the baby? Not so much. Because Foster is gentle when no one's watching. Because he looks at me like I'm something worth protecting. Because the walls he's built start to crack-and I'm the one he's letting inside. Our arrangement was supposed to be simple. Boundaries were set. Co-parents and no catching feelings. Okay, maybe a few sex lessons were added in too. Bad idea, I know. Because the more time I spend with Foster Davis, the harder it is to remember why I ever thought he was the risky choice.

Getting pregnant after a one-night stand with my brother's best friend was never part of the plan. We're talking about Foster Davis here. Chicago Colts closing pitcher. The broody king of one-word answers. And the man everyone knows keeps one foot out the door. Surprisingly, when two pink lines turn my world upside down, Foster doesn't run. He steps in, he shows up, and he insists we do this together. Pretending we're fine is easy. Pretending this is just about the baby? Not so much. Because Foster is gentle when no one's watching. Because he looks at me like I'm something worth protecting. Because the walls he's built start to crack-and I'm the one he's letting inside. Our arrangement was supposed to be simple. Boundaries were set. Co-parents and no catching feelings. Okay, maybe a few sex lessons were added in too. Bad idea, I know. Because the more time I spend with Foster Davis, the harder it is to remember why I ever thought he was the risky choice.

Getting pregnant after a one-night stand with my brother's best friend was never part of the plan. We're talking about Foster Davis here. Chicago Colts closing pitcher. The broody king of one-word answers. And the man everyone knows keeps one foot out the door. Surprisingly, when two pink lines turn my world upside down, Foster doesn't run. He steps in, he shows up, and he insists we do this together. Pretending we're fine is easy. Pretending this is just about the baby? Not so much. Because Foster is gentle when no one's watching. Because he looks at me like I'm something worth protecting. Because the walls he's built start to crack-and I'm the one he's letting inside. Our arrangement was supposed to be simple. Boundaries were set. Co-parents and no catching feelings. Okay, maybe a few sex lessons were added in too. Bad idea, I know. Because the more time I spend with Foster Davis, the harder it is to remember why I ever thought he was the risky choice.

Getting pregnant after a one-night stand with my brother's best friend was never part of the plan. We're talking about Foster Davis here. Chicago Colts closing pitcher. The broody king of one-word answers. And the man everyone knows keeps one foot out the door. Surprisingly, when two pink lines turn my world upside down, Foster doesn't run. He steps in, he shows up, and he insists we do this together. Pretending we're fine is easy. Pretending this is just about the baby? Not so much. Because Foster is gentle when no one's watching. Because he looks at me like I'm something worth protecting. Because the walls he's built start to crack-and I'm the one he's letting inside. Our arrangement was supposed to be simple. Boundaries were set. Co-parents and no catching feelings. Okay, maybe a few sex lessons were added in too. Bad idea, I know. Because the more time I spend with Foster Davis, the harder it is to remember why I ever thought he was the risky choice.