Pittsburgh Titans Ultimate Hockey Book Bundle

Stone:
Minor league player Stone Dumelin lost his younger brother when the Titans’ team plane went down. He never expected the phone call that followed. Stone is an enemies-to-lovers standalone about facing grief and learning to move forward.

Gage:
Veteran player Gage Heyward retired from the league following a successful career. Now the Titans need him, but does he have what it takes to get back on the ice and pull this team together? Gage is an epic slow burn, friends-to-lovers standalone novel.

Coen:
Coen Highsmith was a league star, but he lost more than his team the day the Pittsburgh Titans’ plane crashed. Can he be saved from his downward spiral of guilt and regret to become the man he once was?  Coen and his grumpy attitude are about to clash with his sunshine neighbor in this enemies-to-lovers standalone.

Drake:
Drake McGinn turned his back on hockey after the league betrayed him. Will the Titans be his chance to clear his name and take back the career he once loved?  Drake is a forbidden bad boy and his billionaire boss standalone romance.

Cannon:
Cannon West left his hockey playing days behind to care for his dying wife but has since found success on the other side of the bench. Now, as the youngest head coach in league history, he’s hoping to lead the Pittsburgh Titans to a winning season. Cannon is a friends-to-lovers standalone romance about facing fears and taking chances.

Hendrix:
Hendrix Bateman is one of The Lucky Three, a trio of players who were not on the Titan’s team plane the night it crashed. Feeling as if he’s been given a second chance, Hendrix is determined to make the most out of his life, but that doesn’t mean he’s not suffering from scars that can’t be seen.

Camden:
Camden Poe is the last of The Lucky Three, the surviving Pittsburgh Titans who weren’t on the team plane the night it went down. By all outward appearances, he’s adjusted to post-crash life well but inside he’s wrestling with the guilt of living.

Bain:
Bain Hillridge is new to the Titans and he’s building relationships with his new team, both on and off the ice. If only he could keep his hands off his teammate’s little sister.

★★★★★ "Sawyer writes her characters with such depth. No one is a perfect person and yet, you always understand the character's journey." - Romance Recs

★★★★★ "What another brilliant hockey romance by one of my go-to authors!" Anna, Anna's Books

★★★★★ "Keeps getting better! This series from Sawyer has been next level and I can't get enough!" - Millennial Life Crisis Bookshelf

★★★★★ "Every time I think this series can't get better, I am proven wrong!" - Kim, Goodreads

----- EXCERPT FROM DRAKE -----

Now I’m pissed. I move toe to toe with him and poke him in the chest. “You ungrateful son of a bitch. You’re pissed at the league because no one stood up for you back when the allegations came out, and now you’re pissed because someone is standing up for you. You need to pick a lane and stay in it.”

Drake lunges, and it’s so fast, I can barely take a breath before he’s jerking me into his body. I open my mouth to protest, but it’s immediately cut off when his mouth slams into mine.

My entire world spins like I’m caught in the power of a tumbling wave. I try to kick for the surface before I drown, but Drake’s kiss is an undertow from which I can’t escape.

The fact my fingers curl into his T-shirt in an attempt to pull him closer tells me I’d rather drown.

A slide of Drake’s tongue against mine, and a ripple of lust courses through me. Our teeth clash, and his palm slides to my ass to squeeze. I bite his lower lip, and he curses before jerking my formfitting dress up my legs to bunch around my hips.

My head swirls with how fast things are moving, but it’s the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to me, and you couldn’t pay me to slow it down.

His hand plunges down the front of my panties where he rubs a skilled finger through my wet folds before circling my clit. I groan from the intense pleasure, and my knees almost buckle when that finger slides knuckle deep inside me. Drake merely holds me upright with his big palm curled under my ass.

“You’re soaked,” he growls into my mouth as he withdraws his hand, and I hear the triumph he’s feeling.

I gasp as he hauls me up his body. Wrapping my legs and arms around him, I hold tight as he walks me over to my desk. A small part of my conscience warns me to stop this, but the turbulent surge of lust he’s sent through my entire body feels too damn good for me to let it go.

There will be no sweeping of materials off the desk to make room as I’m a neat freak and my desk is bare except for my laptop, a landline phone, and a wooden box on one corner where I put completed work for Tina to pick up.

Our kiss is only broken when Drake settles my ass on the edge of the wooden top and starts to pull off my panties.

“The door,” I gasp, jerking my head over my shoulder. “Lock it.”

“No time,” he says as he settles into my chair and scoots it forward. “Suggest you keep it quiet.”

His hands spread my legs wide, and I am completely bared to him. His gaze is an inferno as he takes me in before glancing up. “You might want to lie back for this.”