“Power, legacy, secrets, and emotional warfare… I ate it UP.” —Review
Second chance romance. Football dynasty. High-stakes betrayal.
My life, my career, my future—was built on the Hubbards’ legacy: honor, heritage, tradition. Or so I believed.
Now it’s all falling apart.
The Coopers aren’t just a football team. They’re power, secrets, and emotional warfare.
Under the bright lights of Crystal Light Stadium, the real game is finally clear.
This isn’t just about the Super Bowl— It’s about protecting my family’s dynasty at any cost.
And this is when he walks back into my life.
The man from my past. My biggest regret… and my greatest weakness.
He wants a second chance. A place beside me in a game ruled by loyalty, lies, and betrayal.
But in this world, trust is a risk. And desire is a liability.
Because what we share… It’s explosive. Dangerous. Impossible to ignore.
And it might be the one thing that brings everything crashing down.
Because football isn’t just a game.
It’s power. It’s legacy. It’s survival. And I’ll stop at nothing to keep it alive.
Have you been Aleatha’d?
From New York Times bestselling author Aleatha Romig comes a steamy, addictive football romance packed with power plays, betrayal, and jaw-dropping twists.
SACKED is Book 3 in The Coopers series, ends on a cliffhanger, and must be read in order: INTERCEPTED → RUSHED → SACKED → SCORED.
Aleatha Romig is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Indiana. She grew up in Mishawaka, graduated from Indiana University, and is currently living south of Indianapolis. Together with her high-school sweetheart and husband of over thirty years, they’ve raised three children. Before she became a full-time author, she worked days as a dental hygienist and spent her nights writing. Now, when she’s not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns or her new lighter side, she likes to spend her time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include reading and creating heroes/anti-heroes who haunt your dreams!
The cold steel dug into my wrists, and I shivered.
Not just from the cold, but from the raw memory of laughter echoing in my head from a pretty pink princess with Goldilocks who skipped past me.
Was she real?
I didn’t know.
Only that my head throbbed in time with the siren, and everything felt both too loud and muffled, as if my world were wrapped in cling film, too tight to see.
But in every inhale, I could taste the salty breeze that I knew was my old hometown, Mystic Harbor.
I was back shadowing memories.
Shadowing pain.
Shadowing Jackson.
But nothing prepared me for seeing Nathan Donleavy.
For a split second, I remembered happier times and ached for the way we used to fit together.
But regret twisted in my chest, and shame pressed in heavy, as I was forced to meet his icy stare as he flashed his badge.
It reminded me of all the mistakes I made, and there were plenty.
But only Nathan could make me mourn the woman I once was
Mourn the love we once shared.
And now I was back here, stirring up feelings from the past.
Could I ever find myself again?
If I did, would he find me?
Nathan
Shana Callahan was the one who got away.
She was the last person I expected to see when I showed up to a call.
The vibrant, beautiful girl I had fallen for years ago had been replaced by someone I barely recognized.
Her eyes, once bright with laughter, now looked tired and guarded.
Shadows lingered beneath them, her posture taut, like she was bracing herself against the world.
Even her smile carried the weight of memories.
She hadn’t been the same since her brother died.
I still haven’t gotten over the pain of losing her or the ache of wanting to protect her.
To fix what’s broken inside of her
But I had a job to do, and I wasn’t sure which emotion would win.
My duty, or the stubborn pull of the woman who crushed my heart in her hands.
Julian Langley has everything a man could ever want—a sprawling Manhattan townhouse, a multi-billion-dollar portfolio, and ownership of the New York Vipers, one of the most coveted franchises in professional hockey. What he doesn’t have, and will never allow himself, is anyone who matters too much. Carrying a devastating loss that completely reshaped him, Julian has since built his life around the certainty that nothing will ever cost him that dearly again.
Harper Hawthorne isn’t looking for a billionaire. She’s looking for a way to keep the lights on. Single-handedly holding her world together since she was a teenager, Harper works two jobs, lives in a rent-controlled apartment on the Lower East Side, and sacrifices everything for her younger brother. When an unexpected phone call lands her a chauffeur job behind the wheel of Julian’s car, she takes it for exactly what it is: a paycheck.
Julian notices everything about her. Harper tries not to notice anything about him. What begins as a professional arrangement starts to crack at the edges when Harper proves, repeatedly and effortlessly, that she’s unlike anyone Julian has ever encountered before. She’s too sharp to ignore, too genuine to keep at arm’s length, and entirely unimpressed by his world in a way that makes it impossible for him to stop thinking about her.
Julian doesn’t do commitment. Harper doesn’t believe in fairy tales. But some collisions are inevitable and some people are worth every risk you swore you’d never take again.
Sometimes you have to break all the rules to find everything you never knew you wanted. Come along for the fun, sexy ride as billionaire Fitz Silver pursues his biggest challenge yet—taming wild child Jennifer Stone. Loaded with heat, humor, and heart, this steamy, small-town, standalone romance is unputdownable. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after that will leave you thinking about it long after you read the last page.
Silver Island’s golden boy Fitz Silver keeps his business dealings clean, his affairs private, and fulfills every promise he makes. Infuriatingly so. He’s six-plus feet of gentleman in the streets and an unrelenting alpha in the sheets. I should know. I enjoyed a single scorching night in his bed over the summer. But contrary to him being every woman’s fantasy, Fitz is my worst nightmare. I’m a risk taker, a rule breaker. I wasn’t looking for more than a little vacation fun, but that passionate night knocked me off my feet. When a chance encounter brings me face-to-face with the man who ruined me for all others, I know better than to land in his bed again. Unfortunately, outside my job as a high school principal, I’m not known for my good decisions. Once again I plan to leave Mr. Silver and our surprising connection behind, but he’s annoyingly unforgettable, and then two pink lines change everything.
I’ve spent my whole life chasing eight-second rides, gold buckles, and the roar of a sold-out arena. But after watching my big brother win the PBR World Championship, I’m left wondering if the dream I’ve fought so hard for is still the one I want.
So I come home to Wildhaven for the summer, teaching at the Raintree-Storm Rodeo Academy while I figure out what comes next.
Then Marina Kincade walks back into my life.
Five years ago, we were two lonely rodeo stars sharing stolen nights with no promises. Then she disappeared without a goodbye.
Now she’s standing in Wildhaven as the academy’s new barrel racing instructor.
She’s stronger. More guarded. Just as impossible to forget. And the little boy by her side makes it clear that she had a reason to walk away.
As we get to know each other again, a ghost from Marina’s past comes looking for her.
He’s one of the fiercest rivals I’ve ever faced—determined to make sure Marina’s future belongs to him, not me.
He’ll destroy a nation to save the woman he loves…
Idaho
My life is going according to plan in every area except one. My brother. My twin. He hates me.
Determined to mend fences, I took up an old offer to join his motorcycle club.
Being in this club reminds me what it’s like to have people who care about me.
One minute my life is back on track, the next a gorgeous woman is knocking it off kilter once more.
She’s in trouble, in more ways than one, and she stirs up feelings inside of me I never expected.
Being a white knight has never been my thing, but just this once I’ll answer the call…
Eva
From the outside my life looks glamorous and elegant. For me? It’s a prison.
While most would happily bear the responsibilities my family name puts on me, I only want one thing.
Freedom.
My life isn’t my own until I come to America. Until I meet him.
After a harrowing attack, I’m rescued by the one man who can give me everything I want.
He shows me what it’s like to live life your own way.
But my past is coming for me. I can’t stay. And I certainly can’t fall in love with a rugged biker…
Idaho, book seven of The Viking’s Rampage MC: Tucson Chapter, is a steamy, angsty, biker romantic suspense read full of action, adventure, and sexy times. Download today and get ready to fall for hot anti-heroes.
Hey audio lovers, this one is for you! Fall Love, the all-new second chance, accidental pregnancy, small town romance, and book one in the brand new Lovewell Landing series by bestselling author L.B. Dunbar is coming September 10th, narrated by Erin Mallon & Oliver Highpoint!
Neve Snowe doesn’t need to settle down. She is already settled in her small harbor town, with a cozy beach cottage and part ownership in the family-run auto repair shop. She doesn’t want a man, but she likes them. And she has one golden rule: only sleep with flatlanders. You know, the guys who never intend to stay in Lovewell Landing, only use the coastal area for a brief holiday.
And the last thing she desired was the unexpected . . . to be expecting.
Tate Love spent his summers in Lovewell Landing as a teenager, but somehow he’d missed the beautiful girl who turned into a spunky woman, daring him to jump into the icy ocean one New Year’s Eve, then slept with him near the town’s sacred well, holding spell-binding waters.
He never thought he’d see her again, until nine months later, a business prospect brings him back to the area.
Now, the man who longs to be tied down finds that one night planted the seed to everything he ever wanted, while he holds the pen that could sign away all she’s ever loved.
Welcome to Lovewell Landing, where autumn is in the air, pumpkins decorate every doorstep, and a little fiasco might cause opposites to fall in love.
My Three Bosses. One Night. All My Fantasies Come True.
The sexy partners of EcoStarTech love to share, and they want to make all my fantasies come true. I gave my notice at work, and they propositioned me: one night, all three of them, no strings attached. In a rare moment of self-destructive whimsy, I say yes. I’m stopping by the office holiday party, letting my billionaire bosses have their way with me, then hopping on a plane to my next adventure. Easy-peasy, right? Except nothing’s simple when feelings are involved, and I’ve been in love with all three of them since the moment we met.
Can my poor heart handle being shared by my three walking fantasies? Or will one incredible night ruin me forever?
The day was turning to evening. I was warm, tired, and trying very hard not to track CC’s every movement. But I was failing terribly. It didn’t help that more guys from the team stopped by. The very single younger guys. Leo Karlsson, our left winger, and someone who was like a cousin to me leaned over and whispered, “I didn’t know Coach’s daughter was such a smoke show.”
Then I realized I needed the bathroom.
I headed over without thinking much of it, rubbing a towel over my hair as I walked. I opened the outer door and stepped inside. Cool air hit my damp skin. The space smelled faintly like chlorine, clean towels, and expensive soap. Somewhere deeper inside, water was running. I paused.
“Hello?” No answer.
The shower, maybe. Or a faucet. With this many kids running around, someone had probably left something on. I moved down the short hallway toward the bathroom, following the sound. Steam curled faintly near one of the half-open doors. I should have stopped. I should have knocked. I should have done literally anything except assume. But I was thinking about Isla needing dinner, and Cole’s interrogation, and my mother telling me I deserved more than good, and the fact that CC had walked back into my life looking like every bad decision I’d ever trained myself not to make. So, I pushed the door open. The world narrowed. CC stood in the shower. Naked. Completely, devastatingly naked.
For one suspended second, neither of us moved. Water streamed over her hair and down her body, turning the air between us hot and heavy. Her head was tipped back, one hand braced against the tile, her lips parted on a breath that didn’t sound like surprise. Her breathing was fast. Her green eyes heated. She was getting herself off. My hand froze on the door. Her eyes flew open. Her green eyes locked on mine. My heart slammed so hard against my ribs I couldn’t breathe.