The Not-Outcast

Cutler Ryder was everything I wasn’t. He was the hockey star; I was an outcast. He was best friends with my stepbrother—the same stepbrother who hated me. His two parents loved him. My mom was a junkie. My dad barely knew me. Years passed, and I got my life together. Cut went on to NHL stardom. Then there was a text. I was drinking. There was a party. Cut was there. I loved Cutler Ryder from the first moment I saw him. The only problem? He never knew I existed.

103k-word sports romance standalone.