Asher Donovan, a star striker with a record-breaking transfer, fails in the last seconds of the Premier League final, costing his new team the championship. The crowd calls him a traitor, and his rivalry with captain Vincent makes tensions worse. With the coach furious and the team divided, Asher must face his past mistakes—and the storm that’s coming next.
“Nah. It’s a fun place to be, but I can take a hint.” She winked at us on her way to say hi to Adil. “Have fun.” “What’s this important thing you need to show me?” I asked Asher suspiciously as he led me around the edge of the entryway toward the main part of…
My blood thundered in my ears, and I tracked Vincent like an eagle as he sprinted along the side. Come on, come on, come on… I silently urged him to run faster even as I kept an eye on the opposing team as well. This was our last play. Either it worked or it didn’t-and…
It was the week after Blackcastle’s historic league win-the first under Coach Frank Armstrong and the first under its current owner Vuk Markovic-and Markovic had invited the entire club for a celebration at his mansion outside London. Either he’d been extremely confident about the team’s ability to win or he spent an inordinate amount of…
You’re on. May the better questioner win ADIL Okayyy. Moving on. ADIL Noah, since you refuse to participate in the LITERARY side of our club, you’re in charge of snacks NOAH Fine ADIL I’m thinking we could do a themed event with dinosaur crackers ADIL Do you think they make custom spinosaurus ones? SAMSON So…
I didn’t always appreciate the way other people said my full name-like I was a brand and a commodity instead of a person. But when Scarlett said it, she said it like she saw every piece of me-the good and the bad-and she loved me because of, not despite, the different facets of my character.…
“Ooh, a lift.” Scarlett perked up at the sound of the doors sliding closed. “So we’re probably not going to a restaurant unless it’s one of the ones in the Shard or something. Are we in a hotel? Museum? Harrods?” I stifled a laugh. “None of the above. Stop trying to guess, darling. You won’t…
Jesus. What had I ever done to him? Fortunately, I made it through the photo session intact, and Isabella and Kai left after wishing us happy anniversary again. The library doors closed, and Scarlett and I were alone once more. “I can’t believe you set up a private signing with Isabella Valencia.” Scarlett still looked…
I’m fucking back. I couldn’t wait to tell Scarlett and the team. “Yes, sir.” My grin could’ve powered the entirety of Markovic Stadium on its own. “You won’t regret it. I promise.” SCARLETT The night of the winter student showcase dawned bright and cold. My coat warded off the worst of the chill, but a…
“That’s wild.” Clive had seemed so nice when I met him at Neon, though he’d raised several red flags during our date. I hadn’t talked to him since then, so finding out he was the culprit behind the vandalization was a shock. “Did you confront him?” “Almost.” A muscle ticked in Asher’s jaw. “I thought…
The compulsion was so strong, I actually took a tiny step forward before reason prevailed and I stopped myself. Instead, I swallowed past the growing lump in my throat and gestured at the cars lined up behind him. “What’s this?” It took all my remaining willpower not to falter as Asher closed the distance between…