I whizz past him like a beast and shoot from an angle. A player from Havenshire, our rival team from Boston awaits me, thinking he can slither the puck away from me, but no chance in hell am I letting it slip. I fly around the back of the net and swing around. Ryse, one of our wingers, scores a goal that I assisted, and we’re only in the first period. Be the first to find out about when all of my upcoming books go live.Īnd don’t forget to add my books to your TBR! Ĭome hang out in my reader group for giveaways and fun. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
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