New York Gods

Selling my virginity wasn't how I saw my first week of college going. But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn't sound so bad. It's only twenty-four hours and I'll never have to see him again. Wrong. Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team. As if that isn't bad enough, his parents own half the city. There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel. He's everything I don't want. And everything I need. A playboy like him shouldn't look at me twice, so why is he ruining my life? But what Oliver wants, Oliver gets, and he wants me. He's arrogant, possessive, and infuriatingly obsessed with me. This can't work. His parents want him to marry an heiress so I can't keep him. All I can have is stolen moments hidden in the dark. He's going to break my heart and I'm going to let him.

I'll do anything not to marry the girl my parents want me to. Including marrying her brother in a drunken panic. I'm not gay, but I can fake it long enough to get our parents off my back, right? Cue hiding out for the next two years, but nothing is that simple, because I'm offered a spot on the US National team. Now we have to fake it for the entire world as the poster boys of gay fencers while Colin makes me doubt everything I think I am. I'm not prepared for all the ways I depend on Colin. Or the place he's filling in my life. But I can't keep this up. I'm slipping on a national stage. And he's going to press every button until I snap, ruining this for us both.

I've been kept away from my destiny as long as I've been alive. I'm the bastard, banished from Manhattan, and forbidden from my dream of playing college hockey for the Gods because no one can find out about me. But now Dad's dead, and guess who's in the will? So my dream of playing for the Gods can finally come true, but I have to find my place in my half-brother's shadow while dealing with my rival Teddy, who's been a thorn in my side since juniors. He's cocky, infuriating, and the biggest himbo I've ever met. Half the time, I think he hates me. But it all comes out after a drunken night, and now I can't get him out of my head. Exile is over, and I'm here to make their lives a living hell.