The Maine Marauders Series
In the high-pressure world of professional hockey, desire doesn’t just complicate the game—it threatens everything these players have built. As careers collide with identity and longing, they’re forced to reckon with who they are, what they want, and how much they’re willing to risk to have it. The books in this emotional, high-heat MM hockey series explore themes of sexual awakening, emotional vulnerability, and the choice to love in a world that isn’t the most inclusive. The stakes are high, the chemistry is undeniable, and the payoff is always worth it.
ON THIN ICE
I’ve spent fifteen years in the NHL hiding who I really am. One more season, and I can retire with my secret intact.
Then Stryker Bell crashes into my life.
He’s got hands of gold, a mouth made for sin, and a body that moves like a promise. He’s young, cocky, and everything I shouldn’t want. But no matter how hard I try to keep my distance, every glance feels like foreplay, and every word from his mouth a dare.
After a brutal loss on the road, I finally break. One raw, desperate moment, and I’ve got my mouth on his, starving for a taste.
Now I’m falling for the rookie who makes me feel more alive than I ever have, while battling trauma I buried so deep I almost believed it was gone.
But if I don’t fight for Bell, I won’t just retire in the closet, I’ll lose the only man who’s ever made me want to step out of it.
PLAY THE GAME
When Sebastian Carruthers and I end up in the same Las Vegas nightclub ten years after we last spoke, every lie I ever told myself about my former best friend shatters in an instant.
One desperate night and two desperate confessions lead to something neither of us planned—a campaign that puts Sebastian in the same city where I play hockey. Suddenly, we have months together instead of days. Stolen moments spent living a life that feels terrifyingly real.
In public, we’re just friends. Old roommates catching up. In private? We’re everything we never got to be before, but no one can ever know.
Because if anyone found out, Sebastian’s enemies would turn our relationship into a political scandal that could cost him everything.
I could survive the fallout. What I couldn’t survive is losing him again.
Unfortunately, secrets like ours don’t stay buried for long. And when he’s outed on the world’s biggest stage, we’ll have to decide if what we’ve built in the shadows is strong enough to survive in the light.
FIRST SHIFT (Coming October 2026)
I’ve spent my whole life doing what’s expected of the son of a hockey legend—keep my head down, outwork everyone else, and never crack under the pressure. Now that I’m in the pros, the bar is even higher.
Which makes Mikey Porter a serious problem—he’s loud where I’m quiet, relaxed where I’m wound tight, and comfortable in his skin in a way I’ve never been. He’s also the only guy in camp who reads the ice the same way I do. But his conditioning is a disaster, and he’s going to get cut unless someone steps in.
That’s why I offer to help him—for the good of the team. At least that’s what I tell myself. Not because I think about him constantly. Or that I’m low-key obsessed with the guy. Definitely not for that reason.
What starts as a favor quickly turns into the first real friendship I’ve ever had, and between the extra ice time and shared dinners, we become roommates. When a nightmare sends me to Mikey’s bedroom at three o’clock in the morning, lying next to him is the closest thing to peace I’ve ever known. The next night, I’m at his door before the nightmare even comes. The night after that, he leaves it open. Somewhere along the way, he becomes my person.
So when he kisses me after a win on the road, I stop pretending I don’t want him. When he suggests we continue hooking up—keep it casual, no big deal—I agree, because having some part of Mikey is better than none.
Until one careless moment in public makes pretending impossible.
Now, I have to decide if I’m willing to keep being the person everyone expects me to be, or if I risk burning it all down for the one thing I actually want—him.