THE FORBIDDEN HEAT SERIES
Book 1:
Striking Heat
Finally! I’ve been called up to play professional soccer.
The Tampa Bay Blaze is a newly created National Women’s Soccer League (NWSL) team. And in a bold move the new owner not only drafted me, but also made me captain.
The trouble is the city of Tampa is not thrilled to have a second NWSL team in Florida. Especially one with a bunch of players that no one has ever heard of.
But I’m determined to make it work and wow the city.
My boldness catches the attention of Tampa Bay Times sports reporter, Danny Taylor, who challenges me from the start. Causing some sparks to fly in the Press Room.
Which leads to him covering me. The more time we spend together, the more heat that grows between us.
But a flame like ours has to be hidden. Doesn’t it?
Book 2:
Racing Heat
I’ve always heard that love finds you when you least expect it. I never believed it—until fate decided to prove me wrong in the form of Jase Ford, the sweet, charming, and oh-so-English Goalie Coach for my team, the Tampa Bay Blaze.
He’s everything I never knew I needed, but he’s also the one person I can’t have.
The Blaze has a strict no fraternization policy, which means no touching. But oh, there’s been touching. Breaking the rules has never felt so good.
Now, I’m caught in a whirlwind of passion and consequences. Can I keep my team and the love I’ve found? Or will giving in to temptation cost me everything?
Book 3:
Nailing Heat
I tackle strikers for a living—not emotional baggage. So, when I’m forced to share an apartment with Dex Langley, the Blaze’s newly divorced trainer with green eyes that draw me in, I vow to keep my distance. He’s sexy, cocky, and way too good at getting under my skin. I’m used to clean tackles and closed doors, but Dex? He kicks them wide open.
Unfortunately, fate has other plans. An injury takes me off the field and leaves Dex playing nurse at home. Living with him means shared space, unexpected vulnerability, and a slow unraveling of the walls I’ve spent years building. I’m supposed to be healing my body—but he’s making me question if my heart’s ready for a comeback too.
Book 4:
Blocking Heat
I finally made it—signed to play goalie for the Tampa Bay Blaze. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, because the team’s owner is none other than August Cromwell—my ex. The same August who left me behind without a second glance when his father disapproved of our relationship. I swore I’d never forgive him, and I’ve made it my mission to remind him of that every chance I get; consequences be damned.
But August doesn’t back down. He shows up, again and again, with that same maddening charm and memories I’ve tried to bury. And when I finally let my guard down, when I start to believe we might have a second chance, his father strikes again—this time with stakes higher than ever.
Now I have to decide: is the love we’re rebuilding strong enough to survive the pressure, the legacy, and the ghosts of our past? Or will the game we’re playing off the field cost us everything?
Book 5:
Talking Heat
My rookie season didn't end the way I'd imagined. It ended in scandal.
Now I'm in Tampa, trying to rebuild my reputation with the Blaze, the NWSL's newest expansion team and a franchise that Florida still isn't sure it wants. This was supposed to be a fresh start, a chance to focus on soccer and prove I belong. Making friends was never part of the plan.
Then Ash Monroe, our starting goal keepers’ brother, keeps showing up.
At first, he's just a familiar face who always seems to be in the right place at the right time, determined to start conversations I'd rather avoid. I've spent months keeping everyone at a distance, convinced it's the safest way to move forward. But somehow, he slips past my defenses.
As Ash struggles to navigate a new reality and a future he never expected, I find myself caring about him in ways I never intended. The more time we spend together, the more I realize we're both searching for the same thing: a place to belong after everything we thought we knew fell apart.
The problem? Being with him feels dangerously familiar. Like I'm falling into old patterns, chasing a story I've already lived through once before.
And I'm not sure if this time the ending will be any different.