Puck boy? I’ll take it. Heck, I’ve been called a lot worse. Good time? You know it. Just ask anyone at Brooks University. From a young age, the only thing in life I’ve ever taken seriously is hockey, and I’m not the guy who anyone—besides family and teammates—can count on. This is all true. At lea
Filthy Boy (The Puck Boys of Brooks University Book 3)
✍ Scribed by Hannah Gray
- Book ID
- 111695454
- Publisher
- Hannah Gray
- Year
- 2023
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 713 KB
- Series
- The Puck Boys of Brooks University 03
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B0BFFVKXC1
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
✦ Synopsis
Angry.
Wild.
Loose cannon.
As one of college hockey’s most feared defensemen, I’ve been told I’m all those things and more. The ice is the only place where I can take my anger out on other people and get applauded for it.
The rougher I play, the dirtier I am, the more praise I get.
I suppose the same could be said about me in the bedroom.
I’m not the dude you want your daughter bringing home to meet you. Because your angel? Well, I’ll make sure her halo is crooked by the time I’m done with her.
But I’ve met my match. The one who won’t be so easy to leave behind.
And the thing with Bria Collins? She’s nobody’s angel.
But just because she doesn’t wear a halo … doesn’t mean she can handle my darkness.
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