The Big Boys of BRU Series and Standalone | HF 27

The Big Boys of BRU Series and standalone.

• Contemporary
• College
• Football romance

Out of the Shadows

Some girls want the perfect guy handed to them on a silver platter. Me? I found him all on my own. But life isn’t a fairy tale, and my so-called Prince Charming is convinced he’s not good enough for me.

He’s wrong.

Colt Michaels is all quiet strength and smoldering intensity, checking every box I never knew I had. A force of nature wrapped in broad shoulders, piercing blue eyes, and a crooked grin that leaves me breathless. He was everything I wanted, wrapped up in a package that somehow went unnoticed by everyone else. There's just one problem: Colt keeps his distance, no matter how badly I want to get close. He doesn’t see what I see—a man who’s everything I’ve ever wanted. But I’m not the type to sit back and hope for the best.

When the perfect opportunity arises, I make my move. Fake dating him might sound like a scheme, but it’s the only way to prove what I’ve known all along: we’re meant to be. He thinks he’s not good enough for me.
I’ll prove him wrong.

Under the Lights

Dominic Kincaid can get fucked. All the way.

After a rebound one-night stand — okay, and maybe the hottest night of my entire life — I don’t expect to ever see him again.

Turns out he’s been lying to me since he first opened his mouth, which puts him squarely on my shit list. Maybe that’s thanks to my major trust issues, but after being betrayed by the people closest to me time and time again, it feels warranted.

My parents screwed me over, my boyfriend cheated on me, and oh yeah, my sorority kicked me out because I wouldn’t fall in line.

Just when I think things can’t get worse, he’s here — constantly, popping up, no matter where I go, and chasing me with a ferocity and impertinence that outright enrages me. It definitely does not make my chest flutter like a whole ass swarm of butterflies has taken up residence in there. Nope, not happening.

But he keeps showing up for me. No terms, no conditions — just pure devotion and support. My focus should be on making those who wronged me pay for their sins, but he refuses to give up.

The thought of trusting someone again scares the shit out of me… but maybe some people are worth it.

Through the Flames 

The first time I met Hunter Rhodes, I didn’t even know his name, but the moment I touched him, it felt like the world had tilted off its axis.

Our worlds keep colliding, and every time, he leaves me breathless. He’s everywhere. And though nothing in my life feels steady anymore, having an innocent crush on a guy so far out of my league doesn’t seem so bad… or so I thought.

Turns out, I was wrong. He’s been watching me longer than I realized, circling closer every day until escape isn’t an option. He’s a constant storm — violent, relentless, impossible to ignore. He burns hotter than anyone I’ve ever known, and somehow, he’s decided I’m the only thing he wants.

He shows up when I don’t ask. Protects me when I don’t need it. Looks at me like I’m the answer to a question he’s been asking his whole life. Possessive, protective, infuriating — and somehow, I can’t bring myself to care.

Because when Hunter chooses you, he doesn’t do it halfway. He doesn’t know how.

And even when the truth comes out — about that night, about him, about everything he’s been keeping from me — I know one thing for sure:

Hunter Rhodes is mine.

And I’m his.

Beyond the Storm

I don’t trust people who smile constantly. It's unnatural. Kai Whitaker is aggressively cheerful. He’s the human embodiment of a golden retriever and entirely too wholesome for my liking.

I can’t help but taunt him every time we run into each other which — spoiler alert — constantly happens since he’s my new neighbor. But there’s layers to Kai, a side of him that’s taking me by surprise and intriguing me enough to offer him a deal.

No strings, no feelings, just temporary fun.

He’s only here for a year before heading back to Australia. A built-in expiration date? Perfect.
I’m still picking up the pieces after my life imploded and I can’t use any distractions, much less in the form of a man.

This is fine.
Totally fine.
There's no way this will backfire.

... Right?