en
Rachel Reid

Heated Rivalry

Avise-me quando o livro for adicionado
Para ler este livro carregue o arquivo EPUB ou FB2 no Bookmate. Como carrego um livro?
Nothing interferes with Shane Hollander’s game—definitely not the sexy rival he loves to hate.
Pro hockey star Shane Hollander isn’t just crazy talented, he’s got a spotless reputation. Hockey is his life. Now that he’s captain of the Montreal Voyageurs, he won’t let anything jeopardize that, especially the sexy Russian whose hard body keeps him awake at night.
Boston Bears captain Ilya Rozanov is everything Shane’s not. The self-proclaimed king of the ice, he’s as cocky as he is talented. No one can beat him—except Shane. They’ve made a career on their legendary rivalry, but when the skates come off, the heat between them is undeniable. When Ilya realizes he wants more than a few secret hookups, he knows he must walk away. The risk is too great.
As their attraction intensifies, they struggle to keep their relationship out of the public eye. If the truth comes out, it could ruin them both. But when their need for each other rivals their ambition on the ice, secrecy is no longer an option…
Este livro está indisponível
319 páginas impressas
Já leu? O que achou?
👍👎

Impressões

  • Swati Dubeycompartilhou uma impressãohá 4 anos
    👍Vale a leitura
    🐼Fofinho

    Amazing. Loved it!!!!!

  • Ratatouillecompartilhou uma impressãoano passado
    👍Vale a leitura
    🎯Vale a pena
    💞Amoroso
    🐼Fofinho
    💧Sentimental

  • catcompartilhou uma impressãohá 3 anos
    👍Vale a leitura
    🎯Vale a pena
    💞Amoroso
    🐼Fofinho

Citações

  • b0648538086fez uma citaçãomês passado
    Shane had taken advantage of the moment, while Ilya had still been asleep, as an opportunity to drink his fill of him. Ilya had been on his back, his arm draped over his forehead, his long fingers curled against the pillow. Shane had traced a fingertip down that arm, over the swell of Ilya’s bicep, because he couldn’t help it. The morning light was making everything beautiful, and Shane was in love, so he had leaned in and lightly kissed Ilya’s wrist.

    When Ilya’s eyes had fluttered open, Shane’s face had been inches away from them. He had seen the initial confusion in Ilya’s expression before it softened into a shy smile.

    It had been a perfect morning.
  • b0648538086fez uma citaçãomês passado
    Shane nodded at him awkwardly and received a slow, absurdly sexy smile in return. Shane looked away quickly and moved to sit next to Rose.

    “Good game tonight,” Rose said.

    “Oh, thanks. You watched?”

    She smiled apologetically. “I wish. We just finished filming for the day a couple of hours ago. I was checking the score on my phone, though!”

    She took his hand and squeezed it, then pulled it over to rest on her knee. It was probably as natural as anything for her, but Shane felt like everyone was just staring at their joined hands.

    What is wrong with me?

    A server appeared and Shane ordered a beer. Everyone else seemed to be drinking vodka. He was definitely not going to get into that shit tonight.
  • Ratatouillefez uma citaçãoano passado
    Especially when Shane looked at him like he was looking at him right now—like Ilya was worth all this trouble. Like he was worth loving.

Nas estantes

fb2epub
Arraste e solte seus arquivos (não mais do que 5 por vez)