Author Willow Fox Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Author Willow Fox Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Author Willow Fox Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Author Willow Fox Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Author Willow Fox Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)
Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)

Hockey Romcom Series Bundle (eBook)

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He needs a bodyguard for his daughter... and ropes her into being his fake girlfriend.

Faking it with the Billionaire

When you're a star athlete and hire a bodyguard to protect your daughter but…

The agency sends you an adorable 5 foot 2 brunette that barely looks capable of protecting herself, let alone anyone else.

Turns out "Ryan" is Emerson Ryan, former FBI. She drop-kicks your butt to the ground to prove her point.

She’s more than capable of protecting Bristol, your little girl…

But you shouldn’t be turned on by her fierceness.

Everyone thinks she’s your daughter’s nanny, including Bristol. Emerson looks the part and goes along with it at your insistence until she's forced to be your daughter's babysitter.

With a professional hockey career on the line, you need Emerson by your side. But questions will arise the moment you hire a "second" nanny for Bristol, and you don't want to worry your daughter about the threat to her safety.

The next best thing?

Hire Emerson as your fake girlfriend. She can protect Bristol, and you get a little extra publicity when the news learns about your new spicy romance.

But how long can you pretend everything is fake when the sparks are real?

Daring the Hockey Player

I didn’t plan on dating a hockey player. It just kind of happened.

At least that’s what I’m telling everyone. Except maybe I did plan it. Maybe it wasn’t a coincidence at all…

Jasper Greyson is hot, flirty, and the epitome of trouble.

But he’s off-limits. He’s my sister’s brother-in-law, or at least he’s about to be, which kind of makes us family.

I should be staying as far from him as possible, except I like hanging out with him, watching him on the ice, and grabbing drinks with him and the guys.

Yes, I intentionally showed up when I knew he’d be at the bar because he posted it on social media. I’ve been stalking him.

I keep telling myself it’s a harmless crush. Feelings don’t have to be acted on.

We’re friends. I’m not sure he’ll ever see me as anything else. That’s problem number one. I’ve been friend-zoned.

Problem number two. My apartment complex caught fire, and I don’t have insurance. I have nowhere else to go.

And when Jasper finds out, he insists that I stay at his place, in his guest room. Stalking my crush online is one thing. Living with him is entirely something else.

Arresting the Hockey Player

He never expected the girl whose heart he stole would get him put behind bars…

Everyone has secrets. Mine should have come with a warning label: May cause heartache and emotional trauma.

I’ve only ever been in love once. She ripped my heart out when she dumped me and married another player in the league.

After a perfect night with Charlotte and an incredible first date, my disastrous ex-girlfriend shows up on my doorstep in the middle of the night.

I shouldn’t let her in. I ought to chase her away, but it’s the two-foot blue-eyed little boy that has me awestruck.

And he might be my son.

Professional hockey player, yes.


I’m waiting on the paternity test to find out the results.

No one knows about him. Not my best friends. Not my team.

And certainly not my new girlfriend, Charlotte. She’s perfect. At least, she seems that way until she calls the cops and gets me dragged off to jail.

And now I can’t forgive her.

The complete series features: no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a HEA (happily ever after).


Rain pelts the cement, pouring overhead as it splashes down on the broken umbrella. I’ve managed to hold the latch open, but if I move my hand just slightly, it slams shut on me.

That’s about how my week’s been going. 


I have a new job lined up, well, new as in it’s for the Eagle Tactical crew. A contract assignment they’ve given me. They need a full-time bodyguard, and none of their crew can handle the workload on the east coast. They’re based out of Breckenridge, Montana, and I’m standing in the deluge in New York City. 

It’s not exactly my dream job, but that is no longer an option.

Plus, I need the money.

And by the looks of it, the guy I’ll be protecting has plenty of it.

I took the subway and walked the last mile and a half in the rain up to his front gate. The house is nestled behind the iron décor, offering a false sense of security.

I’m not just taking in the whole of the property but also the details. There’s a surveillance camera at the front entrance and additional cameras aimed at the iron fence along the side. Should anyone choose to climb it, the pointed arrows at the top should deter them.

Assuming there are no blind spots as well. I’ll need to examine the footage, the cameras, and the entire house to make sure everything is working as it should be. The team prepped me on the client, Mr. Kyler Greyson, and his daughter, Bristol. 

The Eagle Tactical guys set up the security system years ago when Kyler moved into the property.

He’s well known, practically famous if you’re into sports.

He’s a hockey player.


I’ve never been to a hockey game and haven’t spent more than a few seconds channel-surfing past one. That’s my idea of a sport.

I press the buzzer as lightning illuminates the sky. Thunder pounds overhead, and the gate unlocks before I have time to speak. 

He doesn’t ask me to show my identification or prove who I am over the surveillance system. And while he’s expecting me, given the fact I’m here to protect his family, I’m not happy with how the security within the house is being run.

Quickly, I step in through the gate and hurry across the cobblestone driveway to the front of the house. It hardly should be classified as a house, considering its grandiose size. It makes a mansion look like a shack.

I shut my umbrella while under the front porch and leave it outside, not wanting to make a mess upon entering.

The front door swings open, and a gentleman in dark jeans and a white t-shirt stares back at me. He’s got a thick head of dark hair that I refrain from running my fingers through.

One glance, and I recognize him. 

How could I not after doing my own bit of research before meeting him? I needed to know what kind of person would want to stalk him or his kid.

It’s strange, but I guess being in the limelight does that. People think they know you because they’ve been to your game or watched you on television. 

He probably has dozens of women lining up to be the next Mrs. Greyson, begging for his affection and attention.

“Hi,” I say. It’s not the most proper and professional introduction, but the cold rain seems to have stolen the words right out of my mouth. I wipe my feet, my heels not the least bit saved from the rain or mud puddles I splashed through on my way here.

“You’re wet.” His dark gaze stares right through me.

I shiver.

He isn’t wrong.

But it’s not the fact I’m soaked from the rain that sends a tingle through my core.

He stares at me as though I were naked, seeing right through me, pinning me with those dark eyes and long thick lashes. He’s every girl’s wet dream. 

“I hadn’t noticed,” I say with a smirk.

“Can I help you?” he asks, glancing me up and down. He folds his arms across his chest, allowing me inside but blocking me from entering beyond the front entrance.

“I’m the new bodyguard,” I say. I suck in a sharp breath. “Did no one inform you that I was coming? I’m Emerson Ryan.” I hold out my hand to introduce myself. “I’ve been hired by Eagle Tactical to protect Mr. Greyson’s daughter, Bristol.” 

He scoffs and steps back as if I’ve burned him. “The hell you are. There’s no way you’re capable of protecting my daughter. I was told that Mr. Ryan would be here to protect Bristol.”

“Ms. Ryan,” I correct him. “And I’m plenty capable of protecting your daughter.”

His gaze moves over my body, lingering a little too long on my breasts.

I sweep my foot out and knock him onto his ass, staring down at him on the wooden floorboards. “See, plenty capable. You don’t have to worry. I trained at Quantico.”

There’s no such thing as a private moment when your fake fiancé is a professional hockey player.

“Daddy says you’ve been faking it with him.”

I cough, shocked by the words coming out of Bristol’s lips. Does she even know what she said or what that sounds like?

She’s six. Of course, she doesn’t know what faking it means. But every hockey wife is staring at me, mouth agape, eyes wide.

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Find out what happens next in Faking it with the Billionaire!

The Ice Dragons Hockey Romance Series, featuring:

  • Grumpy / Sunshine
  • Billionaire Romance
  • Fake Dating
  • Single Dad Romance
  • Roommates to Lovers
  • And so much more...
  1. Faking it with the Billionaire
  2. Daring the Hockey Player
  3. Arresting the Hockey Player

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