HE’S THE TEAM CAPTAIN. I’M THE DEAN’S DAUGHTER. HE’S ABOUT TO BE MY BABYSITTER.
Maverick Thorne is a machine.
He’s the "Iron Wall" of Blackthorne University. The goalie who never cracks. The billionaire heir who treats life like a stat sheet. He hates chaos, he hates noise, and he definitely hates me.
To him, I’m just Lola Vane: the spoiled party girl crashing golf carts into fountains for attention. A liability.
So when my father cuts me off and forces me to live in Maverick’s sterile, gray penthouse to "rehabilitate" my image, I expect war.
I expect rules.
I expect lectures.
I didn't expect him to be the first man to see the pain behind my acting out. And I definitely didn't expect the way his eyes darken when he tells me to be a "good girl."
Lola Vane is a disaster.
She’s paint stains on my marble floors and neon socks in my laundry. She’s a distraction I can’t afford during my draft year. My father warned me: Fix her, get the zoning permit, and get out.
But living with Lola is breaking every defense I have.
She’s pushing buttons I didn't know I had. She’s turning my discipline into obsession.
I’m supposed to be guarding her body.
But when the lights go out in the penthouse, I don't want to protect her.
I want to claim her.
But we’re playing a dangerous game. If we get caught, I lose the NHL, and she loses her future.
I’ve spent my life stopping things from getting past me.
But she’s the one shot I never saw coming.
HE IS THE MOST LETHAL PLAYER ON THE ICE. I’M THE BRAT HE WAS HIRED TO PROTECT. WE ARE A CATASTROPHE WAITING TO HAPPEN.
Dante Russo isn’t just a hockey player. He’s a weapon.
They call him "The Reaper" for a reason. He’s six-foot-five of scarred muscle, old money, and terrifying silence. He doesn'''t do relationships. He doesn’t do feelings. He certainly doesn’t do me.
But when a stalker threatens my life, my Senator father makes a deal with the devil.
Now, I’m stuck living in Dante’s high-security penthouse.
He thinks I’m a spoiled princess. I think he’s a controlling neanderthal.
His rules are simple: Don’t leave the apartment. Don’t talk back. And definitely don’t touch him.
I’ve never been good at following rules.
Sabrina Kensington is chaos wrapped in cashmere.
She’s a ballerina with a sharp tongue and a death wish. She pushes every button I have just to see if I’ll snap.
She doesn’t know that I’m not the hero in this story.
She doesn't know that when she acts out, I don’t want to save her. I want to discipline her.
We struck a deal: I keep her safe, and she pretends to be my girlfriend to fix my "aggressive" image for the NHL scouts.
It was supposed to be fake.
But when I find her in my kitchen wearing nothing but my jersey, the line between fake and forever gets blurred.
I’m supposed to protect her from the world.
But who is going to protect her from me?
Book 1 - Discipline on Ice
Book 2 - Good Girl’s Reward
Book 3 - Daddy’s Little Puck Bunny
Book 4 - Breeding the Brat
Book 5 - Tantrums & Timeouts
Book 6 - Over the Knee, On the Ice
Book 7 - Allowance & Aftercare
Treat yourself! x
Maverick Thorne is a machine.
He’s the "Iron Wall" of Blackthorne University. The goalie who never cracks. The billionaire heir who treats life like a stat sheet. He hates chaos, he hates noise, and he definitely hates me.
To him, I’m just Lola Vane: the spoiled party girl crashing golf carts into fountains for attention. A liability.
So when my father cuts me off and forces me to live in Maverick’s sterile, gray penthouse to "rehabilitate" my image, I expect war.
I expect rules.
I expect lectures.
I didn't expect him to be the first man to see the pain behind my acting out. And I definitely didn't expect the way his eyes darken when he tells me to be a "good girl."
Lola Vane is a disaster.
She’s paint stains on my marble floors and neon socks in my laundry. She’s a distraction I can’t afford during my draft year. My father warned me: Fix her, get the zoning permit, and get out.
But living with Lola is breaking every defense I have.
She’s pushing buttons I didn't know I had. She’s turning my discipline into obsession.
I’m supposed to be guarding her body.
But when the lights go out in the penthouse, I don't want to protect her.
I want to claim her.
But we’re playing a dangerous game. If we get caught, I lose the NHL, and she loses her future.
I’ve spent my life stopping things from getting past me.
But she’s the one shot I never saw coming.
HE IS THE MOST LETHAL PLAYER ON THE ICE. I’M THE BRAT HE WAS HIRED TO PROTECT. WE ARE A CATASTROPHE WAITING TO HAPPEN.
Dante Russo isn’t just a hockey player. He’s a weapon.
They call him "The Reaper" for a reason. He’s six-foot-five of scarred muscle, old money, and terrifying silence. He doesn'''t do relationships. He doesn’t do feelings. He certainly doesn’t do me.
But when a stalker threatens my life, my Senator father makes a deal with the devil.
Now, I’m stuck living in Dante’s high-security penthouse.
He thinks I’m a spoiled princess. I think he’s a controlling neanderthal.
His rules are simple: Don’t leave the apartment. Don’t talk back. And definitely don’t touch him.
I’ve never been good at following rules.
Sabrina Kensington is chaos wrapped in cashmere.
She’s a ballerina with a sharp tongue and a death wish. She pushes every button I have just to see if I’ll snap.
She doesn’t know that I’m not the hero in this story.
She doesn't know that when she acts out, I don’t want to save her. I want to discipline her.
We struck a deal: I keep her safe, and she pretends to be my girlfriend to fix my "aggressive" image for the NHL scouts.
It was supposed to be fake.
But when I find her in my kitchen wearing nothing but my jersey, the line between fake and forever gets blurred.
I’m supposed to protect her from the world.
But who is going to protect her from me?
Book 1 - Discipline on Ice
Book 2 - Good Girl’s Reward
Book 3 - Daddy’s Little Puck Bunny
Book 4 - Breeding the Brat
Book 5 - Tantrums & Timeouts
Book 6 - Over the Knee, On the Ice
Book 7 - Allowance & Aftercare
Treat yourself! x