HE’S THE TEAM ENFORCER. I’M THE RIVAL CAPTAIN’S SISTER. WE’RE A PR DISASTER WAITING TO HAPPEN.
THEO LASKARIS
They call me "The Wall." I’m six-foot-five of scar tissue and bad attitude, and I have one job: Protect the Vipers’ goal and get drafted by the NHL. I don’t have time for feelings. I definitely don’t have time for the glitter-covered figure skater who hijacked the PA system at 4:00 AM.
But when a dorm flood forces me to move into her house, I can’t escape her.
Florence Vane is chaos wrapped in sequins. She''s loud, she’s broke, and she’s the sister of the guy trying to ruin my career.
I should hate her.
But when I catch her trying to learn how to take a hit on the ice, I make a mistake. I offer to teach her.
Now, she’s not just in my house. She’s in my head. And when she looks at me with those hazel eyes, the ice under my feet starts to crack.
FLORENCE VANE
I have three rules:
Don’t date hockey players.
Don’t let anyone see you sweat.
Win Gold at Regionals or lose my scholarship.
Theo Laskaris threatens all three.
He’s a brute. A giant, silent nightmare who drinks my milk and takes up all the oxygen in the room. He thinks I’m fragile. He thinks I’m just a decoration.
But late at night, in the empty arena, he shows me a side of him the scouts never see. He’s possessive. He’s protective. And he touches me like he wants to devour me whole.
We struck a deal: I teach him finesse, he teaches me power.
But we broke the only rule that matters. We fell in love.
Now, with a scandal threatening his draft pick and my brother out for blood, we have to make a choice.
Win the game... or win each other.
HE IS THE DEFINITION OF ORDER. I AM PURE CHAOS. AND WE ARE TRAPPED IN 800 SQUARE FEET OF HELL.
BOBBY KINCAID
They call me "The Wall." As the Captain of the Hawthorne Hellhounds, I don’t make mistakes. I don’t lose control. And I certainly don’t let messy, loud-mouthed art students invade my sanctuary.
My life is a perfectly calculated equation: Hockey + Engineering = The NHL Draft.
Then Luna Rossi explodes into my apartment. She’s colorful, chaotic, and the sister of my arch-nemesis. She leaves plants on my counters and cracks in my armor.
I should kick her out. I should hate her.
But when I see her wearing my jersey, the only thing I want to do is ruin her.
LUNA ROSSI
I have a system. It’s called "surviving on caffeine and vibes." The last thing I need is a roommate who color-codes his socks and looks at me like I’m a structural hazard.
Bobby Kincaid is arrogant, cold, and unfortunately, the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. He’s also my direct competition for the only grant that can save my career.
We made a deal: Stay out of each other’s way.
But late nights in the library turn into shared secrets. Arguments turn into heavy breaths and touches that burn.
He thinks he can keep me in the "roommate" box. He’s wrong.
THE PROBLEM
We aren’t just enemies. We’re a scandal waiting to happen. If my brother finds out, he’ll kill Bobby. If Bobby’s father finds out, he’ll destroy us both.
We’re playing a game with no rules, and I’m afraid the only way to win... is to break his heart.
THEO LASKARIS
They call me "The Wall." I’m six-foot-five of scar tissue and bad attitude, and I have one job: Protect the Vipers’ goal and get drafted by the NHL. I don’t have time for feelings. I definitely don’t have time for the glitter-covered figure skater who hijacked the PA system at 4:00 AM.
But when a dorm flood forces me to move into her house, I can’t escape her.
Florence Vane is chaos wrapped in sequins. She''s loud, she’s broke, and she’s the sister of the guy trying to ruin my career.
I should hate her.
But when I catch her trying to learn how to take a hit on the ice, I make a mistake. I offer to teach her.
Now, she’s not just in my house. She’s in my head. And when she looks at me with those hazel eyes, the ice under my feet starts to crack.
FLORENCE VANE
I have three rules:
Don’t date hockey players.
Don’t let anyone see you sweat.
Win Gold at Regionals or lose my scholarship.
Theo Laskaris threatens all three.
He’s a brute. A giant, silent nightmare who drinks my milk and takes up all the oxygen in the room. He thinks I’m fragile. He thinks I’m just a decoration.
But late at night, in the empty arena, he shows me a side of him the scouts never see. He’s possessive. He’s protective. And he touches me like he wants to devour me whole.
We struck a deal: I teach him finesse, he teaches me power.
But we broke the only rule that matters. We fell in love.
Now, with a scandal threatening his draft pick and my brother out for blood, we have to make a choice.
Win the game... or win each other.
HE IS THE DEFINITION OF ORDER. I AM PURE CHAOS. AND WE ARE TRAPPED IN 800 SQUARE FEET OF HELL.
BOBBY KINCAID
They call me "The Wall." As the Captain of the Hawthorne Hellhounds, I don’t make mistakes. I don’t lose control. And I certainly don’t let messy, loud-mouthed art students invade my sanctuary.
My life is a perfectly calculated equation: Hockey + Engineering = The NHL Draft.
Then Luna Rossi explodes into my apartment. She’s colorful, chaotic, and the sister of my arch-nemesis. She leaves plants on my counters and cracks in my armor.
I should kick her out. I should hate her.
But when I see her wearing my jersey, the only thing I want to do is ruin her.
LUNA ROSSI
I have a system. It’s called "surviving on caffeine and vibes." The last thing I need is a roommate who color-codes his socks and looks at me like I’m a structural hazard.
Bobby Kincaid is arrogant, cold, and unfortunately, the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. He’s also my direct competition for the only grant that can save my career.
We made a deal: Stay out of each other’s way.
But late nights in the library turn into shared secrets. Arguments turn into heavy breaths and touches that burn.
He thinks he can keep me in the "roommate" box. He’s wrong.
THE PROBLEM
We aren’t just enemies. We’re a scandal waiting to happen. If my brother finds out, he’ll kill Bobby. If Bobby’s father finds out, he’ll destroy us both.
We’re playing a game with no rules, and I’m afraid the only way to win... is to break his heart.