Happily Ever All-Star

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Can you fake a happily-ever-after?

Veteran running back Jude Owens is one of the best and most respected players in the league. A brutal concussion nearly ended his career, but Jude refuses to retire without earning the ultimate honor—a championship.

But first, he needs me to clear him to play. As the Ironfield Rivets’ neurologist, I usually treat bad boy quarterbacks and beastly linebackers. I can’t be impartial when my lifelong crush hops onto the exam table. Not only is Jude gorgeous and a gentleman, he’s my brother’s best friend…and the father of my unborn baby.

Or so everyone thinks.

Jude offers to pose as my boyfriend and the baby’s father to save my reputation. In return, he needs my help to stay on the field. The pretend romance keeps me close enough to take care of him, but I can’t protect my heart. Our stolen kisses and nightly indiscretions make this fake relationship feel so very real.

I can’t complicate our arrangement by falling in love, especially as Jude’s obsession with football blinds him to everything but the game. When his symptoms worsen, the only way I can protect him may be to sit him on the sidelines. But ending his career will ruin our Once Upon A Time.

It’s up to me to save my prince charming.
Even if it means I lose my happily-ever-after.

Book Info

  • Original Title:Happily Ever All-Star
  • Author:
  • Rating:7.96 / 10
  • Genre:Romance
  • Language:English
  • ISBN:-
  • Publisher:Published August 3rd 2016





We had a love-hate relationship. Mostly hate these days.

Sure, the minty miracle kept me fresh as a daisy during the first day of my neurological fellowship with the Ironfield Rivets. And the astringent peppermint let me smile and talk to my patients as I restored the confidence I unceremoniously hurled into the toilet.

But…it had a darker side.

The pungent, stomach-twisting paste possessed a harsh scent, a shocking taste, a terrible grittiness, and a bubbling foam. Brushing my teeth became a self-fulfilling prophecy. Throw up. Hate myself. Stare at the toothpaste. Curse the ribbon of positive-pregnancy-test blue cutting through the middle of the gel. Brush teeth. Hold nose.

Why did I even bother sitting in my equipment-closet turned office? I should have evaluated the team from behind my newfound porcelain desk.

I couldn’t keep this up. Not only was I throwing ...

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Recent Comments

Guest 2 · 12-14-2018

Great read....worth your time

Flor · 12-14-2018

Very nice story❤️

Pipiet · 12-14-2018

Wrong title?...or wrong story?...

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u. · 12-14-2018

Oh.. ^^

ghost · 12-13-2018

Such a great book

Ryan Reynolds · 12-13-2018

Tris getting tortured is some of the ble[...]