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From the Something So Series comes a second chance, enemies-to-lovers, brother's best friend, holiday romance. Elizabeth My brother was getting married. At Christmas no less. The holiday I hated the most. Let me list all the reasons why this will be the worst season yet: One would be my luggage not arriving. Two would be being told I had to find somewhere else to sleep since my room was occupied by family members. Oh, and now I am forced to stay with my brother's best friend. The man who broke my heart seven years ago. Nate My best friend was getting married. I was happy for him.

Falling for a famous hockey player? I would have laughed at you. I was trapped in a marriage-caged with cruelty. I wasn’t ever going to be free. Until I found a way to escape. Before him, I thought love was a nightmare. Now I dared to dream.

Montgavin Township will never be the same when one night changes the lives of six people. When the single mom moves in next door, it's your enemy's soon-to-be ex-wife. Lines are drawn, and I have to remember not to cross them.

I’ve always loved to play dress-up. Creating fake weddings was my childhood pastime. Now it is my dream come true. I’ve finally been handed my first client. But nothing could prepare me for who greeted me when I walked in.

Never fall in love with a sports star. That's what my stepfather always said. He told me athletes are complicated and moody - that the higher their paycheck, the lower their morals. As public relations for the New York Stingers, I know exactly what he means, but I can’t seem to say no to a friendship with one beautiful, damaged man. What started out as hate turned into something else. We tried to stay away, to keep our distance, but the pull was too strong.

When I first met him, I got butterflies in my stomach. I thought it was silly and pushed it aside. Avoided him. Besides, I was taken—unavailable. Or so I thought. That was before he hired me to take over his company’s PR. Now that we were working with each other, that meant he was completely off-limits. Until one night in Vegas.

Being traded to Dallas was a dream come true. I had everything I wanted, my game had never been better, and my wife was due to have our baby any day now. What could go wrong? Everything. I was now raising our baby on my own. After hockey practice and games, I didn't have time to sleep, let alone make sure my social media was up to par. I never thought I'd get a second chance at love.

Everyone expected me to play hockey. I was good at it, but I was better at being a doctor. So I hung up the skates and joined Doctors Without Borders. But there is no place like home, so now I’m back. And instead of being on the ice, I’m behind the bench as the team physician. After years of playing cat and mouse, it’s time to admit it. She’s mine.

I came from the biggest hockey family in the NHL. Records were set by my grandfather, my father, and now my brother. I was taught to love the game, but more than that, I learned early the men you play with are your family. You get on the ice every night and protect them, celebrate the wins, and pick each other up when you fall. So when we lost Benji, I stepped in to help his wife and kids, but this pull I feel when it comes to them is something more than I can even understand.

Becoming a teen mom at 16 was not what I expected, but then again, neither was being a single parent. Still, I wouldn't change my past because that boy is my world. Hockey is the only thing my son seems to care about, so I work two jobs to make sure he can play. I'd do anything to make sure he doesn't suffer because of the bad decisions his father made. When he won a whole summer of hockey training, I knew in my heart he was going to have an amazing time.

CrystalI was the strong one, they said, until two words brought me to my knees. It was a secret I didn't share with anyone, a secret that made me promise I'd never fall in love. I no longer wanted that white picket fence of every woman's dreams. But then the unthinkable happened. GabeI thought I had it all with the best medical practice in the state and the woman of my dreams. I wore a smile on my face every single day. I couldn't wait to watch her walk down the aisle and start our forever, except she never did. My runaway bride made me realize love isn't worth it.

I was the bad boy on and off the ice. I loved it - owned it. Hockey. Women. Money. Until she came into the picture. Now, all I want to do is be better. I want to prove to myself I don’t have to be the guy everyone thinks I am. She knocked down the walls I spent my whole life building.

When you find out that your fiancé is arrested for swindling more than 10 million dollars from his clients, you do what any sane woman would do. You escape reality and go undercover, trading in your city-girl Louboutins for country-pumpkin cowboy boots. It wasn't a forever change - it was temporary. I only had to stay here until things back home got straightened out, or so I thought.

I'm the one who broke up the golden couple - the woman people still whisper about, point at, and give dirty looks to. Did I sleep with the prom king? No. Did I sleep with the town's golden boy on vacation from college? Yes. Did I believe that he was going to marry me? Wholeheartedly. Did he? Not even close. He got engaged right in front of me, and then his father threw $200 at me and told me to take the trash out.

All my life I've said I will never date a hockey player. I know better because I've seen and lived it all. My father is a hockey god, my brother is the captain of the most successful NHL team in the world, and my brother-in-law also plays in the league. Their lives are complicated, so I went in the opposite direction. I fell in love with a scholar. But instead of proposing marriage, he broke up with me.

Being traded after fighting with your coach on air isn’t exactly a good look. With one mistake under my belt, I knew I needed to focus on the game and nothing else. But everything changed when I went to pick up my niece and came face-to-face with my very pregnant one-night stand from six months ago.

What do you do when you find out your whole life was a lie? That your husband really wasn't your husband but someone else's? That the vows you made to each other were simply empty promises? You pick up and move to the country to start fresh. When life hands you limes, you make sure you have tequila because your life is about to get stirred up.

The moment everything changed didn't happen in that cliche rockets-red-glare kind of way, it happened in the form of a waking nightmare. I caught my husband, my high-school sweetheart, the father of my children, balls deep in a sordid affair. That was when I gave up on men and love. I didn't count on the NHL's golden boy, the beautiful, arrogant Cooper Stone, turning my life and my hockey rink upside down. We're from different worlds and places in our lives, but when our hearts collided, something so wrong and different turned into something so right.

The last time I saw him, I’d just turned eighteen. Six years later we’re face-to-face again. Neither of us wanted the night to end. The next morning, we made a pact. Each of us going our separate ways. Until two pink lines changed everything.

The day I picked out my wedding dress is the day I found out my fiancé was cheating on me. After that, I needed an escape. A distraction to take my mind off what a mess my life was. It was supposed to be a one-night thing. Then it turned into more. We knew going in that it was for two weeks. Then, two pink lines changed everything.