Wild WInter: A WIld Irish Novella

By Amy Gregory

Slade Rockers’s career wasn’t supposed to be over so soon—he was supposed to go out on top. But fate had other plans. Despite a bruised ego, he goes back home, back to the only other job he’d ever had, and turns to the people he’s always cared for, the Collins’. He cherishes the Irish pub and the family who owns it. He throws himself back into tending bar, letting the jokes and laughter heal him. Until his longtime friend makes him accept a blind date.
Kori Dalton is a fan of beauty. She’s surrounded by it working side by side with her cousin who owns Dalton Floral. But one flower order from a sexy bartender is all it took to turn her world upside down. He picked up the bouquet she’d made and left Kori breathless and still waiting for her own prince charming. If Mr. Tall and Handsome would have been a one-time meeting she’d have been fine. But her come-to-life fantasy man becomes a regular at their store, knocking her completely off her axis.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Decadent Publishing
• Release date: Jul 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9781683612391

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Wild Winter

Copyright 2017 by Amy Gregory

ISBN: 978-1-68361-239-1

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Slade Rockers’s career wasn’t supposed to be over so soon—he was supposed to go out on top. But fate had other plans. Despite a bruised ego, he goes back home, back to the only other job he’d ever had, and turns to the people he’s always cared for, the Collins’ He cherishes the Irish pub and the family who owns it. He throws himself back into tending bar, letting the jokes and laughter heal him. Until his longtime friend makes him accept a blind date.

Kori Dalton is a fan of beauty. She’s surrounded by it working side by side with her cousin who owns Dalton Floral. But one flower order from a sexy bartender is all it took to turn her world upside down. He picked up the bouquet she’d made and left Kori breathless and still waiting for her own prince charming. If Mr. Tall and Handsome would have been a one-time meeting she’d have been fine. But her come-to-life fantasy man becomes a regular at their store, knocking her completely off her axis.

Hello from the Midwest! A quick intro about myself. A long time ago, I fell in love with an author’s stories. I devoured every book she’d written—and I still do to this day. But over the years I have been lucky enough to become friends with the great Mari Carr and blessed enough to be able to join her crazy book family. Wild Winter is a novella set in the land of the Collins clan and her Wild Irish magic.

Slade Rockers and Kori Dalton couldn’t be more opposite if they tried. Yet, they have one thing in common—the nosy, pushy, loving Collins family. Slade hadn’t believed in all the Irish fate, destiny and talk about love at first sight, until Kori. Did his best friend really set him up on a blind date—or was he meant to be walking into the floral shop for an entirely different reason?

Want to find out more about my books, small farm, musical kids, etc? www.amygregoryauthor.com Follow my website to find all my links on social media and my email address. And thank you so much, I hope you like this wintery little love story.

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Chapter One

Slade Rockers scrubbed his hand over his face and pulled in a deep breath of the musty locker room air. It was all over. His hopes and dreams were swirling down the proverbial drain, along with a lifetime of training. Years—wasted.

He untied his second skate and, piece by piece, removed his hockey gear. Trying to give the outward appearance of professionalism, just in case the team happened to change its mind, Slade folded his practice jersey and placed it in his bag. Thirty minutes had passed since the last guy had slammed a fist against a locker on his way out. There hadn’t been a last-minute visit from a coach or owner.

Well…fuck. Slade sighed and grabbed his bag, heading for the exit.

The dark clouds and cool air echoed his mood as he made his way to his rental car. Once inside, he lay his head on the steering wheel and ran through every drill in his mind. What could he have done differently?

The truth hurt like hell. There wasn’t a damn thing he could point a finger at and know it had been the deciding factor. He just didn’t cut it, there was no way around it. And not being good enough…anymore, stung like a mother.

God dammit.

Slade sat up, reaching for his phone. Before he called his father, there had to be a plan in place, a fallback. After facing the wrath of his dad, after telling him that his only child was now a washed up has-been, there had to be somewhere else to turn. The phone rang twice before it was answered.

Pat’s Pub, Tris here.

Tris?

Hey stranger! How’s it going, bud? What’s the verdict? Don’t forget I already spoke up for the best seats available when you’re playing locally, okay?

Slade felt the disappointment seep further into his system. There are no seats to give you, sir. It’s over. For good this time.

Ah, Slade, I’m sorry, son. I know you were counting on this tryout. There’s always the Preds. How’d your old man take the news?

No. Predators are out. I mean it, I’m done. This was my last-ditch effort to get back to the only thing I know how to do. And as far as my dad—I called you first.

Well, the offer still stands. Told you that when you left for the airport, you’d always have a job waiting back here. Did they say anything at all? Give you any reason for passing?

No. They didn’t have to. I’m not good enough, plain and simple.

"Slade Rockers, just you wait one damn minute. You’re one hell