Ever hated someone on sight?
That was me with Nikolai Sokolov.
The Russian Enforcer gets under everyone's skin.
Unfortunately for me, he's especially good at getting under-and on-mine.
Our rivalry starts and ends on the ice.
No one can know what really happens after the whistle.
Because if they do?
Our careers won't survive it.
*This is a high spice, minimal plot, MM hockey romance novella (under 30K words). Not suitable for readers under 18.*