My Fair Puck Bunny, an all-new sports
romantic comedy by Xavier Neal is releasing January 30th!

bestselling romance author Xavier Neal comes a sizzling new standalone in the
series that’s being called a MUST READ for any sports romance fans!

upon a time, the Vlasta Vipers hockey team was so incredible — on and off the
ice — they were almost mythical.

seasons passed, and things changed for the worst, like a curse the team didn’t
know how to break.

champions became chumps.

envied became envious.

the playboys…well, they continued to play, because puck bunnies are always
willing to hop into the bed of a guy who knows how to handle his stick.

years and one new head coach later, the legendary reputation that was
previously lost has finally been restored.

other university wants to beat them.

chick who crosses their paths wants to claim them.

Stratton, the team’s left winger, is ready to enjoy another flawless year on
campus, when his ex-girlfriend unexpectedly transfers to his beloved school,
threatening to ruin his highly respected reputation. Easiest way to prove he’s
moved on is to show off his new girlfriend.

fake one he immediately pretends to have.

fake one he convinces his sister’s best friend to become.

fake one he accidentally starts to fall head over blades for.

this left-wing Casanova score one for true love, or will he hesitate to make
the most important shot of his life?

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“Is there a better word for fake girlfriend?” He politely
ponders. “Like I’m actually legit asking.”
“As a whole, not that I can think of. If you’re looking for a
better way to phrase, ‘Hey be my fake bitch’, I would go with something a
little more romantic, like ‘Hey, be my fictitious bae.’. Has more heart.”
I tap his solid chest to reiterate the word and immediately regret it.
What is that shit made of?
“Alright.” Stratton smiles again, this one reaching his ears. He
takes my hand slyly into his, lets his thumb start brushing the back of it, and
asks, “Tatum ‘I Think Your Ass Looks Amazing In Those Jeans’ Rojas, will you do
me the honor of being my fictitious bae?”
Was that a real compliment or one cleverly placed to get me
right where he wants?
And where exactly is it he wants me?
And can I hate myself any more for being willing to be there?
“I will teach you the perfect shit to say, the perfect shit to
wear, and the perfect way to present yourself as the Puck Bunny who hopped her
way from the sheets deep into my soul.”
“You sound like a John Hughes movie for Gen Z.”
“Gonna be honest here, Tatum. I don’t know who that is or what
that means.”
“Shocking,” my sarcasm is attached to an even more sardonic
“What I do know is you’re exactly what I’m
looking for.”
Words that I wish were spoken in a more authentic situation.
I bury the whimper that wants to slip out from enjoying the
feeling of his callous thumb still stroking the skin underneath my sleeve and
sigh, “Let go of my hand, Stratton.”
To my surprise, there’s reluctance, yet he inevitably does as
Putting my defenses back up in their usual spot, I bitterly ask,
“Why am I, Tatum ‘The Innocent Accounting Student’, ‘exactly’
what you’re looking for? Have you been talking to Angel about the shit she
learned in her religious studies class over the summer? Do you like need a
virgin to sacrifice for some bizarre hockey ritual?”
He lets his light eyebrows soar into the air. “Are you a
No, so you can set your cult ritual gaze elsewhere.”

About Xavier Neal


Xavier Neal lives in Texas where she
spends her time getting lost in writing, reading, or fandoms she recently
discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she continues finding
inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to life.


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