Bad Motherpuckers Series by Lili Valente

When the family dog trots in with my diaphragm in its mouth—in front of my date, his parents, and his adorable little girl—you would think I’d hit rock bottom. WRONG. Let’s back this up a sec… Brendan Daniels is the sexiest man alive. The captain of the Badger’s NHL team is also clever, kind, funny, and was my good friend…until we cruised out of the friend zone one weekend with a red-hot fling... moreWhen the family dog trots in with my diaphragm in its mouth—in front of my date, his parents, and his adorable little girl—you would think I’d hit rock bottom. WRONG. Let’s back this up a sec… Brendan Daniels is the sexiest man alive. The captain of the Badger’s NHL team is also clever, kind, funny, and was my good friend…until we cruised out of the friend zone one weekend with a red-hot fling. Come Monday morning, I wanted to keep riding the Big O train to happy town, but Brendan wanted someone who was “stepmom” material. A.K.A, not me, apparently. The problem? I’m crazy in love with him and his daughter. So when he asks me to be his pretend girlfriend for a long weekend with his former in-laws, I say yes. We’re still friends, after all, and friends don’t let friends fake it alone. *** Laura Collins is the last woman I should be thinking about taking in the back seat of my car, in the woods behind my in-laws’ house, or in a hotel room where we’re sharing one very small, very squeaky bed. I need a steady, stable influence for my daughter, not a fling with this too wild, too young, too impulsive red head. So what if she’s beautiful and intense and passionate and has the biggest heart I’ve ever known? I don’t want to fall in love. I really don’t. The whole “pretend girlfriend” thing was supposed to solve my problems, buy me a little more time. But when it comes to Laura? Hell, maybe I’m just not cut out for faking it. less

I hate my new roommate. And I want to do dirty, delicious things to her in that swing she installed that we both know has nothing to do with aerial yoga. Neither of which is good, considering Diana Daniels is my NHL team captain’s little sister, and he will break my face if I’m not a perfect gentleman. I try to be. Really, I do. But when Diana runs screaming down the hall wearing nothing but a damp washcloth, all my gentlemanly intentions go out the window... moreI hate my new roommate. And I want to do dirty, delicious things to her in that swing she installed that we both know has nothing to do with aerial yoga. Neither of which is good, considering Diana Daniels is my NHL team captain’s little sister, and he will break my face if I’m not a perfect gentleman. I try to be. Really, I do. But when Diana runs screaming down the hall wearing nothing but a damp washcloth, all my gentlemanly intentions go out the window. She’s got all sorts of Jedi mind tricks to make a man obsessed with getting her into bed, and I’m not gonna lie—I fall for every single one of them. Especially the one where she warns me not to fall for her. *** Everyone knows that banging your new roomie is a bad idea. And if it wasn’t for his sister’s stupid pet pig, Wanda, chasing me out of the bathroom mid-shower, Tanner Nowicki and I might still be able to pretend we hate each other. But that pig totally has it out for me, and before I can warn Tanner that I don’t do relationships—or hockey players or my brother’s friends, for that matter—he’s doing me. Against the wall. And in his bed. And in my bed. And on a pinball machine where we get an all time high score. And it’s so incredible that I start to forget that I’m the unluckiest woman alive when it comes to relationships. And pigs. And aerial yoga. And worst of all, love. But hey, it’s not like I didn’t warn him… less

Three HOT Standalone hockey rom coms including…HOT AS PUCKThe things I want to do to my sweet, kindergarten-teaching, mitten-crocheting best friend Libby Collins are ten different kinds of wrong. Maybe twenty... moreThree HOT Standalone hockey rom coms including…HOT AS PUCKThe things I want to do to my sweet, kindergarten-teaching, mitten-crocheting best friend Libby Collins are ten different kinds of wrong. Maybe twenty.But I'm a firm believer in teaching by example, and by the end of our first sex lesson, we've graduated to a hands on approach to her education: my hands all over her, her hands all over me, and her hot mouth melting beneath mine as I prove to her there isn't a damned thing wrong with the way she kisses.Give me a month, and I'll transform Libby from wall flower to wall banger, and ensure she's confident enough to seduce any guy she wants. Problem is... the only guy I want her seducing is me.SEXY MOTHERPUCKERLaura Collins is the last woman I should be thinking about taking in the back seat of my car, in the woods behind my in-laws' house, or in a hotel room where we're sharing one very small, very squeaky bed.I need a steady, stable influence for my daughter, not a fling with this too wild, too young, too impulsive red head. So what if she's beautiful and intense and passionate and has the biggest heart I've ever known? I don't want to fall in love. I really don't. The whole "pretend girlfriend" thing was supposed to solve my problems, buy me a little more time.But when it comes to Laura? Hell, maybe I'm just not cut out for faking it.PUCK AHOLICI hate my new roommate…And I want to do dirty, delicious things to her in that swing she installed that we both know has nothing to do with aerial yoga.Neither of which is good, considering Diana Daniels is my NHL team captain's little sister, and he will break my face if I'm not a perfect gentleman. I try to be. Really, I do. But Diana has all sorts of Jedi mind tricks to make a man obsessed with getting her into bed, and I'm not gonna lie--I fall for every single one of them.Especially the one where she warns me not to fall for her. less

A RED HOT Standalone romantic comedy from USA Today Bestseller Lili Valente..."You're going to be a daddy." Looking up into Alexi Petrov's dark eyes as I break the news, I'm scared out of my mind. This man is the most terrifying defender in the NHL, and if it weren't for my sporty new baby bump, I probably wouldn't believe we hooked up that night. (Yes, I've sworn off margaritas for life... moreA RED HOT Standalone romantic comedy from USA Today Bestseller Lili Valente..."You're going to be a daddy." Looking up into Alexi Petrov's dark eyes as I break the news, I'm scared out of my mind. This man is the most terrifying defender in the NHL, and if it weren't for my sporty new baby bump, I probably wouldn't believe we hooked up that night. (Yes, I've sworn off margaritas for life.) But the Alexi who goes to my doctor appointments, moves me into his guesthouse, and cooks me so many gourmet meals I look like I'm carrying twins? He isn't scary at all. He's sweet. And intense. And so sexy I want to smear him with honey and lick it off every inch of his powerful, protective, oh-so-swoony-worthy body. But that's not a part of our relationship anymore. We're friends who intend to raise a child together. That's all... Right? **** There's no way I can be just friends with Amanda Esposito. She's everything I want in a woman--strong, sexy, compassionate, a little bit wild--with curves for miles and a smile she smiles just for me. But no matter how much I want her, I don't know if I've got what it takes to be that guy--the one with his heart on his sleeve. I learned the hard way that love can get real ugly, real fast. But when my new family is threatened, I realize how much I want this woman and our baby in my life for the long haul, and how hard I'm willing to fight for them. They say I'm a dangerous man to cross on the ice, but they haven't seen anything yet... less

Wanted: Discreet Dominant gentleman to teach maybe-submissive woman the rules of the game. No whips, chains, paddles, handcuffs, ropes, or toys. No nookie. No creepy stuff. No butt stuff. No gluten. Just the facts, Sir. Serious enquiries only. –CuriousCat4 When I see the ad in the Portland Alternative’s “Love Wanted” section, I can’t resist the urge to respond... moreWanted: Discreet Dominant gentleman to teach maybe-submissive woman the rules of the game. No whips, chains, paddles, handcuffs, ropes, or toys. No nookie. No creepy stuff. No butt stuff. No gluten. Just the facts, Sir. Serious enquiries only. –CuriousCat4 When I see the ad in the Portland Alternative’s “Love Wanted” section, I can’t resist the urge to respond. Yes, it’s dangerous—as a star forward for the Badgers I have a reputation to protect—but I miss the thrill of calling the shots in the bedroom and reading that ad is the first time I’ve laughed in months. So I reach out to Curious Cat about the “educational” opportunity... A few sizzling—and hysterical—emails later we arrange to meet. I’m hoping we’ll have chemistry, and I might finally be on my way to getting over my ex-girlfriend. And then the gate to the beer garden swings open and in walks Hailey. My ex is Curious Cat, and this experiment just got a hell of a lot more complicated. ​But I never back down from a challenge—on or off the ice. I keep my educational offer on the table—six weeks of submissive lessons. Six weeks to learn how to drive a Dominant man crazy, and then we part ways as friends. What do I have to lose? Except what’s left of my heart? less