Resultado Editorial "Pink Flamingo Productions" em Esportes

Ever since high school, I've always been one to follow the rules. Get good grades. Obey my parents. Don’t fall for the bad boy quarterback. What can I say? He had bright blue eyes and a smile that could light up a room. And while everyone saw him as the future pro football star, I just saw him as Bryce. He was my first love. My first kiss. And the first one to break my heart. But that's in the past. I've moved on. It was young love between two kids who didn't know how the world worked. Now we're both grown up. I'm happy with my quiet life in our small town.

Since I was a little girl, I've known the fairy tale I've wanted to live. Grow up. Fall in love. Get married to a man who will dance with me in the kitchen and kiss me for no reason. Have a big family and live happily ever after. There's just one problem—men suck. What's a southern girl have to do to find her future husband? It's certainly not on the dating apps, so I do something out of my comfort zone—I ask my step sister to set me up. And what does she deliver? A six-foot-two, sexy as sin football coach who has a fear of commitment. Great. The definition of my Prince Charming.

I’m tired. My life has been filled with disappointments, sadness, and pain. I’m hated by everyone besides my best friend. Until the captain of the hockey team falls on top of me. His eyes are as blue as the ice he plays on, and his smile fills me with warmth I’ve never felt before. Shane Hawkins. The man everyone’s friends with, now has me in his sights and he’s not showing any signs of letting me go. Even through my anxiety and messed up mind, he’s still there. And I don’t understand why.

I promised myself I would finally walk away from Tessa and not look back. All we ever did was hurt each other. We weren’t strong enough to fight for what we had and too weak to let it go. Or so I thought. The truth was I was the weak one, and she had been fighting for us the entire time. Now she’s letting me go and making promises to another man. That revelation brought me to my knees, and that’s where I’ll stay until I can convince her to try one more time. If we’re going to stand a chance I have to convince her that some promises were made to be broken.

Most people think I’m a moron. In actuality, I’m a man with a plan. It’s one of those three-year plans that takes longer than three years. Still, I’ve been making it happen. Checking off those to-dos and turning them into to-dones. Everything is almost lined up. And then my phone rings. By the time I get to Jess, she’s unconscious and bleeding. My carefully crafted plan blows up in my face. I tell the hospital we’re engaged. We aren’t, but apparently, in that place, you need a permission slip to see your most important, so I do what has to be done.

I might be the most promising quarterback in college football today, but once I was just a boy desperately in love with the wrong girl, one I’d very much like to win back. She blocks me better than any player on the field, but to figure out my best play, first I need to understand how we got here. We have been apart longer than we were together but we can’t seem to stop torturing each other. Every guy she touches or allows to touch her is like a knife right to my heart. Not to be outdone, I play her game. No one will ever accuse me of giving less than everything.

Gordon Benson is the one man I never wanted to see again. He’s grumpy, antagonistic, and so irritatingly more attractive than he was 12 years ago. Those biceps, that muscular chest, those dark green eyes that still manage to get me all twisted up…it’s not fair. I broke up with him. He demolished my heart. End of story. Or at least it was until I ran into him after a figure skating gig. And then his sister offered me a job as their executive assistant—a job I didn’t need until the company I worked for went bankrupt.

In the heart of the Big Easy, Victoria “Tori” Strauss has it all together—almost. As the poised and efficient social media manager for the beloved New Orleans Mystic hockey team, she's a seasoned pro at captivating the hearts of fans. But her own heart? That's a different story. Six years ago, a chance encounter with the enigmatic alpha Spencer Black started with passion and instant chemistry, but ended in heartbreak when he left without a word to chase his dreams with the San Francisco Wardens.

Echo Adler hates Reign Davidson. He’s the reason the love of her life left her all alone and broken hearted two years ago. So it should be easy to stay away. It should be easy to not dream about his dark and mean eyes, or his cruel but sexy smirks. It should be easy to not think about the guy who ruined her happily ever after. Only it’s not. Sometimes his intense stares make her heart race, and those smirks of his make her breathless. But it needs to stop.

When I let my most embarrassing secret slip to the person I wanted it kept from most of all. Damn you, tequila. I'm a grown woman. I turned thirty this year, and I've been running my own business for the last decade, a dream I made a reality all on my own. I have an amazing group of friends. Life is good. I'm happy. Well, except for one little problem I'm still a virgin. How did this happen? How did I manage to live this long without ever making it past second base? I don't know. Maybe it just never felt right. Maybe I was waiting for something. Or someone.

Riggs Malone. Star quarterback and captain of the football team. The boy all the girls wanted and all the boys wanted to be. My first love. And the only person who ever broke me. I have a great life. I've fulfilled my dream of running my own coffee shop-slash-library in my hometown, I own my own home, and I have the best group of friends a girl could ask for. Everything is perfect. Or it was. When a neighboring town starts its very own professional football franchise, he gets himself traded to be the starting quarterback of the Branston Bandits.

Clean cut, all-American, hot as sin, and sweet enough to lick all over. That’s how my friend Skye describes Miles Blake. It’s how I’d describe him, too, if I didn’t just find out the one-night stand that rocked my world is my best friend’s fiancé’s best friend…God, what a mouthful.

I didn't wake up one day and decide to be a Disney princess, but for the last six months, I've been living the dream. Of course, that dream includes screaming little girls at birthday parties every weekend. At least there's cake. When my roommate offers to cover my share of the rent if I work her friend's little girl's party, I don't hesitate. Only she forgets to mention a few things. Like that I would love the birthday girl the moment I met her.

Pregnant and married at the young age of eighteen, I settled into my life not knowing there could ever be more. Until Mason, with his sexy smirk and magnetic baby blue eyes. With a single look and a few words, he made me feel sexy and alive. But as quickly as he came into my life, he was gone, leaving me wanting more. A few days later, my mom died, and her final words of advice—life's too short to settle—are what I vowed to live my life by. Not even a year after her death, I was divorced and ready to find the one.

Pretty sure I was a serial killer in my past life. Because karma is kicking my ass in this one. Everything was copasetic. I was coasting on the wave of life… until a gnarly swell pulled me under, and I washed ashore to a nightmare. A nightmare there was no waking from. So I packed my shit and moved all the way to the other side of the country—to the only place someone was willing to give me a second chance.

I celebrated a little too much after I purchased a racehorse favored to win the Kentucky Derby. I let down my guard and the next thing I know, I woke up beside the daughter of the man my father hates. Married. I should divorce her immediately, only she knows everything about the horse racing world and I know, well, nothing. We also made quite a scene at the auction and everyone thinks we're in love.

Eighteen-year-old, Bronwyn Littleton is in love with a stranger she met on a summer night a year ago. A stranger who was tall and broad in a way that made her feel safe. He had dark blue eyes that she can’t stop drawing in her sketch book. And he had a deep, soothing voice that she can’t stop hearing in her dreams. That’s all she knows about him though. Until she runs into him again. At St. Mary’s School for Troubled Teenagers–an all girls reform school–where she’s trapped because of a little crime she committed in the name of her art.

Pretending to be a hot hockey player’s girlfriend shouldn’t be a problem. Except when that player is my brother’s teammate, Foster Craig, with the body of a god and a British accent that melts the panties straight off my lady bits. Did I mention that I might have a teeny crush on him? But after a picture of an accidental kiss goes viral, he makes an offer I’d be hard-pressed to refuse. A few dates in exchange for a lot of money. It seems harmless enough. And besides, I have a dead car, a baby to take care of, and a romance novel to write.

I’m Amethyst Lily Tatum, and up until this point, I’d managed to maintain a fairly low-key life. I’m what you would call a socially unacceptable hot mess. Instead of partying, I’m skating, flipping ollies over guys who loved to underestimate me. Then I started college, met a wild girl who I would soon call my best-friend, had my first drunk one-night stand, left my phone at his house, and then, when I finally managed to meet my mom’s new boyfriend, I found out that my one-night stand was now my new stepbrother.

Life has been easy for me. Top of my class. Star quarterback of the football team. Every guy wants to be my friend, and every girl wants to date me. Yeah, life is pretty sweet. Except it’s not. It’s all fake. School comes too easy for me, and I’m bored. Football isn’t fun anymore. The guys I hang out with aren’t really my friends. And the girls? I don’t want to date them. The only one I want to date... He’s a little bit...hostile.