Ruthless Kings of Thornhaven

You'd do the same thing. If your father was drowning in your hospital debt, you'd find yourself standing naked before three powerful men you hate. With a proposition and one hundred thousand dollars.

I took their money to save my family home. Now the Kings of Thornhaven own me. Four months. Three rules. No mercy. Every day, a pink box shows up at my door—filled with designer clothes, or sometimes… barely anything at all. And every day, I follow their rules. They rule Thornhaven Prep like gods—rich, cruel, untouchable. And now, I'm their favorite obsession.

I can't stop stealing hearts. Three years ago, I fled Thornhaven and the possessive men who claimed me. Art school became my sanctuary—until they found me. "Your father is dead," they said. "And they're coming for you next." Now I'm facing The Chessmen again, but they're no longer the boys who once tortured and bullied me—they're ruthless monsters.

My artificial heart is failing with their twins inside me. And the three dark kings who claimed me? They're waging war against death itself. I never expected to love all three. I never expected our enemies would find my weakness—the experimental heart keeping me alive. One digital attack was...

I never claimed to be an angel—but I sure as hell wasn't meant to fall this hard. Three dangerous souls hold the shattered pieces of my heart. One makes me feel safe. One sets my soul on fire. One strips away every ounce of control. And me? I was never meant to have any of them. Love is a...

Don't tell a soul, but I walked away from my NHL career for one reason: Josie Richards. Fifteen years younger, yet she owns me in ways no one could understand. She's my enemy on ice—a figure skating ice queen with a rebellious streak that makes more than my palm twitch. But after her ice skating accident, she's broken. Fear controls her now, and I'm done watching her drawn in it. I'm her new coach—on and off the ice—and I'll drag her back to the top if it's the last thing I do. What didn't I expect? Knocking her up. I thought raising my niece prepared me for fatherhood.