Jami Anderson has a quiet crush on Reid Morton, her school's nerdy, polite, predictable Class Head. But when she finally gathers the courage to confess to him in a dimly lit classroom, she doesn't realize the boy in the chair isn't Reid.It’s Rhys—Reid’s identical twin brother and a chaotic, silver-pierced hockey captain who thrives on trouble. The hockey team bad boy... Intrigued by her innocence, Rhys makes a split-second decision to play along.With the real Reid out of town for the holidays, Rhys steps into his brother's shoes, turning Jami's quiet world upside down. Jami is breathless, confused, and secretly thrilled by her "crush's" sudden transformation. The boy who was once rigid is now taking her to empty ice rinks at midnight, pulling her flush against his chest, and flirting with a dangerous confidence she can't resist.Jami thinks she’s finally unlocking the hidden side of the Class Head. In reality, she’s falling helplessly in love with the hockey captain.She has no idea her crush is a twin.And Rhys is becoming dangerously obsessed with a girl who doesn't even know his real name.

Madelyn Hills didn’t plan to walk out on her crumbling marriage the same day her best friend was getting married to a billionaire groom she'd never met. When Ava begs her to fill in for her for only a few hours, Madelyn reluctantly agrees. After all, it’s just until Ava returns from a last goodbye with her lover.Except… Ava never comes back.Now Madelyn finds herself on a honeymoon with Dominic Blackwell; a powerful billionaire who has secrets of his own and a family desperate to keep up the charade. What was supposed to be a harmless swap quickly spirals into a rollercoaster of luxury, lies, and one very real marriage to a man she was never supposed to meet.Madelyn tries to keep up the act, but that soon becomes hard when strings get attached. Would Madelyn and Dominic be able to save their marriage when their secrets are revealed?Or had this fairytale marriage be doomed from the start?

I’ve read stories where women fall for crippled billionaires, blind billionaires, e.t.cBut me? I’m trapped in a love game with my psychiatric billionaire patient.“It’s an auction. Every item is bought with a task—and each time you fail, the price rises. And if you can’t pay… you become the item for sale.” he growled, slamming me against the wall, his grip burning into my wrists.Both choices could ruin me.But which risk is less deadly—losing my career… or losing myself to him?