COMING TOMORROW: L.P. DOVER AUTHOR OF: HARD STICK see excerpt

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LP DOVER

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He carries a big stick. And he’s not afraid to use it.

On the ice, I’m Kellan Carter, powerhouse enforcer for the Charlotte Strikers. Off the ice, I’m just a regular guy. The last thing I want is to get mobbed by a bunch of groupies who are only after me for my fame and money. My ideal woman knows how to enjoy a little good, clean fun—and maybe some not-so-clean fun too. That’s the kind of girl I’d never let go.

When Kristen Robinson, the gorgeous, down-to-earth bartender I’ve been crushing on, agrees to let me take her out, I’m thrilled. We have an amazing night together, culminating in the most electrifying kiss of my life—and that’s it. Kristen tells me we can’t see each other again, but I know that kiss meant as much to her as it did to me. What I don’t know is that Kristen has a dangerous secret. . . .

I’ve proved to Kristen that she can trust me with her body and her heart. But when her past comes back to haunt her, I need to prove that she can trust me with her life. And I might have to get my hands dirty after all.

** Hard Stick is an action-packed romantic suspense. Just to warn you, the story line does NOT center around hockey. The main character plays but a lot of the book is set outside of the rink. **
It's the first book in the series and it can be read as a STANDALONE.



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“So what happened to Maddox? I couldn’t help but notice his face.”

Dallas and Braeden glanced at each other and chuckled. “Kellan fucked him up in practice,” Dallas replied.

I gasped. “Why?”

He finished off his beer, and I could tell he was feeling it by the lazy smile. “It’s what he does. Maddox was being a dick and Kellan put a stop to it. It’s why he’s our captain.”

“Wow, that’s craziness.”

I ran his card and held it out to him, but he grabbed on to my hand. “You haven’t agreed to go out with him, have you?”

“Who? Kellan?” I asked. The girls gawked at me and snorted.

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“No, why?”

“Just asking,” he said with a shrug. He put his arm around the blonde and they started for the door. “It’d be nice to get the five hundred dollars.” They stopped and he smiled at me over his shoulder.

“What are you talking about?” I demanded.

Braeden sighed and smacked Dallas on the back of the head. “Stop fucking with the girl.” Then he turned to me. “It was just a stupid bet.”

“Stupid?” Dallas laughed. “You put three hundred on it, so I don’t want to hear that shit.” In a drunken haze, he smiled over at me. “Just do us a favor and don’t go out with him until after the weekend. We made a bet that he couldn’t get you by the end of the week.”

Braeden hit him again. “What the fuck? Shut the hell up.” He pushed Dallas out the door and they all followed him. So Kellan agreed to the bet? That was mighty bold of him.

I could hear steps on the hardwood floor behind me. “You all right?” Chris asked.

Turning on my heel, I smiled. “Yep.” If Kellan was trying to win the bet, he wasn’t trying very hard. But then again, maybe five hundred dollars was nothing compared to the money he earned. I used to make a good living, but at least I was able to retrieve the money I had in the bank before my supposed death. Having that money helped, especially since I didn’t make nearly as much working at the pub. Hopefully, soon I’d be back to doing what I loved.

“Why don’t you go home? I can finish up here,” Chris offered.

“You sure? I don’t mind staying.”

He shook his head. “Go. You do enough here as it is.”

I hurried behind the bar and grabbed my purse. “Thanks, Chris. After all the training Aylee puts me through, I’m exhausted by nine o’clock.”

“I can imagine.” He laughed. “I know not to mess with you now.”

Aylee taught me many self-defense techniques and how to fight. Before, I had no clue what to do if someone attacked me. After everything that happened with Mitchell and Cole, I had to make sure I was ready for anything. At least now, I wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore.

I waved goodbye to Chris and then walked out the door. The night was cool and I breathed in the clean air; the smell of rain was near. We needed it after the long, dry summer we had. Looking over at my car, I didn’t realize there was a truck parked next to me with someone leaning against it. It wasn’t just any someone, either.

“Where were you tonight?” I asked, looking straight at Kellan’s smiling face. He had on a pair of jeans that hung low on his hips with a snug green T-shirt that showed off his perfectly sculpted arms. Why did he have to be so sexy? Not to mention, he had perfectly straight, white teeth, which I thought would be a rarity among hockey players.

“So you missed me, huh?”

His smile was infectious and I caught myself smiling back. “I wouldn’t say missed, but I was curious where you were. I saw what you did to Maddox.”

He shrugged. “It had to be done. Maddox has a large fucking head and needed to be brought down.”

I held up my hands. “You don’t have to explain. I, of all, people know what kind of head he has.” It was the size of the entire country.

Chuckling, he stepped forward, his gaze roaming over my body. “You seem different tonight. It’s not very often you smile.”

I hadn’t had a reason to, but I couldn’t tell him that. “Maybe it’s because I know something you don’t.”

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Uh, I don’t know, perhaps something about a bet?”






2nd book in the Breakaway Series ---> BLOCKED

Title: Blocked
Series: A Breakaway Novel
Release Date: October 31, 2017
Published by: Random House/Loveswept

BLURB:

He’s got every reason to be cocky . . . until a female cuts him down to size.

I’m Dallas Easton, the best goaltender in the league. I make a damn good living playing hockey, and with women falling at my feet wherever I go, why not enjoy it? I get whatever I want, whenever I want—that is until I come across the one player who gets the best of me on the ice.

When I try to pummel the dude, all hell breaks loose. Imagine my surprise when the helmet comes off to reveal a woman underneath. And not just any woman, but the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Callie Davis is the complete opposite of the puck bunnies I usually go for, a good girl with sick moves and a selfless streak a mile wide. I need to make amends, but she dodges me at every turn. It doesn’t help that Callie’s brother hates my guts, or that my agent thinks she’s bad for my career.

But I could care less what they think. I can’t let our little run-in on the ice be the end of our story. Because when I set my sights on something, I won’t rest until I score.

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