E. M. Moore

Mr. All-Star Quarterback won’t let me heal in peace. His perfectly chiseled features are always there, suffocating me, refusing to let me wallow in my own misery.

I had a contingency plan for my contingency plan, but that was before I met them. The few members of the crew who’ve already irrevocably changed my life. I thought I knew what I wanted, and I still do want that, but if getting my vengeance means ruining my future—our future—how can I live with that?

In the Heights, everyone fears the Heights Crew. I wish I had the luxury. I can’t afford to run away from them, I have to run to them. Why? Because now they’re my only chance at survival.

My brother’s best friend thinks he owns me. Mr. All-Star Quarterback won’t let me heal in peace. His perfectly chiseled features are always there, suffocating me, refusing to let me wallow in my own misery....

The only relationship that counts in the Heights is if you’re a part of the Crew. There, gang ties are thicker than blood. More important than money, safety, or any other promise we’re supposed to have in this life. Even more important than yourself. Me? I’m in, and I can’t get out.

The Ballers took everything away from me last year. Riding the bench wasn't what I'd planned, and I don't want a repeat of that this season. I can't have a repeat of that, not if I want to accomplish all those goals I set for myself when I first came to RHS....

Vengeance is not my middle name. It’s in my blood. It’s tattooed on my skin. The thing that drives me. It’s also what brings me to Rawley Heights. No one would willingly come here otherwise. But me? I don’t have a choice....

West Brooks stands for everything I despise. He's a meathead jock whose silence says it all: He only cares about himself and his football season. So, why can't I say no when he offers me his help?

I think I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’m just one scared girl in a world where there’s a lot to be afraid of. Cade, Lex, and Reid helped. They pulled me out of my own head, helped me feel a sliver of happiness again. But with that, I gained a new set of worries....

The Ballers may have the upper hand at RHS. I underestimated them, their cruelty, their ability to look the other way when something hits them over the head, but camp will be a whole other story....

I knew I'd ruffle feathers, but the day I walked into Rockport High, I had no idea the cheap shots that were to follow. You see, the Ballers and I have a history. They play basketball. I play basketball. But they hate that I play basketball as good as them....

From USA Today bestselling author E. M. Moore comes a delightfully endearing hockey romance between an awkward wallflower and her perfect, hockey-playing "dating coach" who become mismatched roommates.

The star quarterback of the Bulldogs was supposed to be my ticket to a normal life, but now I've fallen for him… again. He's my brother's best friend. The perfect person to fake a relationship with. No feelings involved. Just pretend.