Series: Scoring Chances Book #5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Release Date (Print & Ebook): June 26, 2017
Length: Ebook: ~70K (181 pages)
Subgenre: Sports romance, LGBTQ+ romance
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Book Blurb: It’s been decades since blackmail forced Troy Callahan to retire from playing professional hockey, and he’s built a successful career behind the bench. When he’s offered the opportunity to coach the Asheville Ravens—the most hated team in the ECHL—he’s convinced that his no-nonsense attitude is just what the team needs to put their focus back on hockey. But Troy is disheartened when he finds that the Ravens have signed Shane North, a player known for his aggression—especially when Shane’s rough good looks give Troy inappropriate thoughts about a player, even if Shane’s set to retire at the end of the season.
Shane’s career in the majors never quite took off. Wanting to quit on his own terms, Shane agrees to a one-year contract with the Ravens and finds himself playing for a coach who thinks he’s an aging goon and with a team that doesn’t trust him, the coach, or each other. Despite his determination to not get involved, Shane unwillingly becomes part of the team… and is just as unwillingly drawn to the gruff, out-and-proud coach. As the Ravens struggle to build a new identity, Shane and Troy succumb to the passion that might cost them everything.
excerpt: “I gotta show you something in my office.”
Shane gave him his best “fuck me” smile and leaned against the lockers. “I bet you do, Coach.”
“It’s actually about hockey, North.” The way Troy stared appreciatively at Shane’s body probably made that seem like a lie, but it wasn’t. Not entirely.
“Wait, seriously?” Shane padded after him, hair spiky from his shower, dark eyes narrowed. He crossed his arms and scowled. “Should I be offended? I’m offended. I’m practically naked, here. We’re alone. And you want to talk about hockey without fucking?”
Troy admittedly was distracted by the sight of Shane, lean and muscular, tattoos in stark relief on his crossed arms as he stopped next to Troy’s desk. There was still some water running down his neck and chest, and Troy wanted to lick it off him. Instead he pushed the dry-erase board over at Shane. “What do you think of this play?”
“You have the weirdest kinks, Cally. That’s what I think.” Shane peered down at the board and then leaned over and brought that hot, damp, half-dressed body closer to Troy. Water dribbled on the desk and splashed on the dry-erase board. Some landed on Troy’s dress shirt. “You really want to know? This is one of those times I can’t tell.”
Troy snorted. “It’s an actual question. But hurry up and answer it, so we can get to the sex.”
“You are blurring so many lines right now, Coach.”
“Oh, like there were any left for us to blur. Seriously, North. Answer the goddamn question sometime before the next game.”
Author Bio: Avon Gale wrote her first story at the age of seven, about a “Space Hat” hanging on a rack and waiting for that special person to come along and purchase it — even if it was a bit weirder than the other, more normal hats. Like all of Avon’s characters, the space hat did get its happily ever after — though she’s pretty sure it was with a unicorn. She likes to think her vocabulary has improved since then, but the theme of quirky people waiting for their perfect match is still one of her favorites.
Avon grew up in the southern United States, and now lives with her very patient husband in a liberal midwestern college town. When she’s not writing, she’s either doing some kind of craft project that makes a huge mess, reading, watching horror movies, listening to music or yelling at her favorite hockey team to get it together, already. Avon is always up for a road trip, adores Kentucky bourbon, thinks nothing is as stress relieving as a good rock concert and will never say no to candy.
At one point, Avon was the mayor of both Jazzercise and Lollicup on Foursquare. This tells you basically all you need to know about her as a person.
Avon is represented by Courtney Miller-Callihan of Handspun Literary Agency.