HE IS THE DEVIL ON THE ICE. I’M THE SISTER OF THE MAN HE HATES MOST. AND WE JUST BECAME ROOMMATES.
Damon Torrance. They call him "The Devil of St. Clair." He’s six-foot-four of scarred muscle, blackout tattoos, and unchecked aggression. He holds the NCAA record for penalty minutes and the campus record for breaking hearts. He’s violent, he’s broken, and he hates my family with a biblical fury. His only goal? destroy my brother on the ice. His new problem? A housing error just put him in my kitchen, half-naked and glaring at me like I’m the enemy. Which I am.
Calliope Winter. I have a plan. Graduate top of my architecture class, escape my father’s controlling grip, and stay invisible. Living with the most notorious puck bunny magnet in Burlington was not in the blueprints. We drew a line down the living room floor in blue tape. Stay on your side, Torrance. But lines are made to be crossed.
The Problem. It started with a truce. It turned into late-night study sessions, kitchen counter hookups, and a possessiveness that terrifies me. Damon looks at me like I’m the only thing keeping him anchored to the earth. But I’m the one secret he can’t keep. My brother is the captain of his rival team. My father holds the purse strings to his future. If we get caught, Damon loses his draft spot. If we get caught, I lose my freedom. We’re skating on thin ice, and the cracks are starting to show.
HE’S THE MOST VIOLENT PLAYER IN THE LEAGUE. I’M THE NERD TRYING TO PROVE HE’S OBSOLETE.
Evander "The Executioner" Locke. Six-foot-five of scarred muscle, daddy issues, and pure, unadulterated aggression. He’s the Captain of the Caldwell Phantoms and the nightmare of every opposing team. He’s also a PR disaster waiting to happen. If he wants to make the NHL draft, he needs to stop breaking bones and start looking like a stable human being. He needs a miracle. Or, at the very least, a girlfriend who doesn't look like she belongs on a pole.
Romilly Winter. That’s me. The girl in the library with the oversized sweater and the thesis paper proving that "Enforcers" like Locke are a dying breed. I view him as a statistical error. He views me as a nuisance. But when he catches me in the archives and I accidentally psychoanalyze him into silence, he makes me an offer I can’t refuse.
The I play the role of his doting girlfriend to fix his image for the scouts. He gives me unlimited access to his life for my research. Simple. Logical. Efficient.
But there is no algorithm for the way he looks at me when we’re alone in the dark. There is no data point for the way his rough, taped hands feel on my skin, or the filthy, possessive things he whispers against my neck when he pins me to the mattress.
I thought I was studying a monster. But when the secrets come out and the media storm hits, I realize I’m the one in danger. Not of being hurt—but of falling in love with the one variable I can't control.
Book 1 - Devil on Ice Book 2 - Power Plays Book 3 - Violent Weapon Book 4 - Hockey Shutout Book 5 - Saint's Secret Book 6 - Sudden Death Book 7 - Goalie's Secret Book 8 - Captain Sin Bin Book 9 - Pucking Penalty Book 10 - Break The Ice
this book was kinda confusing, it jumped from one place to another without much warning. also in all of the books there was the exact same plot and characters that shared last names, went to the same school, and weren't related, friends, or even talked about.
there was a scene that was written in, then by the next chapter it was like it didn't even happen. this was beyond frustrating and messed me up while I was reading