Not Your Pucking Girl (Kings Of Denver Book 1)

NOT YOUR PUCKING GIRL SHERIDAN ANNE Copyright Sheridan Anne Not Your Pucking Girl - Kings of Denver (Book 1) Copyright © 2023 Sheridan Anne All rights reserved First Published in 2023 Anne, Sheridan Kings of Denver (Book 1) Not Your Pucking Girl This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without prior permission in writing of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of the binding or cover other than in which it is published, and without a similar condition, including this condition, being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. Cover Design: Sheridan Anne Editing: Fox Proof Edits Formatting: Sheridan Anne Beta: Holly Swain-Harvey & Kat Uluave Contents INTRODUCTION DISCLAIMER Join me online with the rest of the stalkers!! PROLOGUE 1. Danielle 2. Miller 3. Danielle 4. Miller 5. Danielle 6. Miller 7. Danielle 8. Miller 9. Danielle 10. Miller 11. Danielle 12. Miller 13. Danielle 14. Miller 15. Danielle 16. Miller 17. Danielle 18. Miller 19. Danielle 20. Miller 21. Danielle 22. Miller 23. Danielle 24. Miller 25. Danielle 26. Miller 27. Miller 28. Danielle EPILOGUE Thanks for reading! WHERE TO NEXT? STALK ME! OTHER SERIES BY SHERIDAN ANNE INTRODUCTION DANIELLEWhat’s that saying? When life hands you lemons . . .What if I don’t want to make lemonade? What if I want to pummel them into non-existence? Anything is better than admitting how desperately I want a taste of that sweet lemonade.That’s exactly how I felt when my college assignment threw me in the direction of Miller Cain.My body screams for him while my brain warns me to run for the hills.He’s the captain of the ice hockey team with a cocky reputation. He’s a sweet talker and the bad boy promising me the ride of my life.Miller Cain is bad for my health.I just need to last one year without falling into his bed.Should be easy, right? MILLERShe came crashing into my world like a tornado.Sexy as hell, an absolute firecracker with deadly green eyes.I want her. In fact, I need her, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine.Not Your Pucking Girl is a New Adult, College Sports Romance with a HEA. CONTENT WARNING: Detailed sexual content, sexual assault, heavy coarse language, fire, and death. DISCLAIMER Not Your Pucking Girl was previously published as Miller - Kings of Denver (Book 1) 2017-2022 The content of Not Your Pucking Girl remains the same with new edits and tightening up of each chapter. The story within has not changed. Simply received a facelift plus new interior formatting, title, and cover. Join me online with the rest of the stalkers!! www.facebook.com/SheridansBookishBabes For more information on the Empire series and all of my other work, join my Facebook group - Sheridan’s Bookish Babes. Here we talk shit, perv on sexy men, and try to forget that sometimes, the world is a shitty place. :) Come on, hit join! I know you want to! See you there! PROLOGUE Danielle I stand at the crowded bar, scowling as the bartender skips past me for the third time. Damn him. Am I really not that noticeable? I know my tits could be a little bigger and my hair is on the wild side, but at least I have an ass to kill for. Well, an ass that this douchebag can’t actually see past the high bar he works behind. But if he could, I would’ve had my drinks fifteen minutes ago. Maybe I should get up on the bar and give it a shake. I’m sure that would get me service. “Finally,” I murmur when his eyes land on me. I give him my show-stopping smile. “Two vodka sunrises, please,” I tell him, hoping he hears me over the impressive crowd. He nods and sets on his way to get my drinks. Once he’s returned, I hand over a twenty and drop the change into the tip jar. Not that he really deserves it tonight, but my momma raised me right. I push my way through the throng of students who I assume are here to watch the championship ice hockey game for the famous Denver Dragons. The crowd roars around me, pushing me left and right, causing me to spill both drinks down my arms as I try to save myself from landing on my ass and making a fool of myself. Just my luck. I make it back to the table and place what’s left of our drinks down. “What took so long?” Sophie questions, leaning over the table to pick up her drink, “Ugh . . . gross. It’s sticky.” “Shut it. You’re lucky you even got a drink. Have you seen how crowded this place is?” I ask, reaching under the table for my oversized purse and rummaging through until I find my trusty packet of wet wipes. One can never be too prepared. Pulling out two wipes, I hand one to Sophie and get to work cleaning up the spilled juice dripping down the side of my arms and glass. I glance up from my task to find Sophie raising her drink to me. “Here’s to you, Dani girl—for finally dumping that sorry-ass boyfriend and agreeing to move in with me and Jared.” I beam at her excitement and pick up my glass before clinking it against hers. We drink what’s left and get back to gossiping about her brother, Zac, and his latest conquest. Although nothing surprises me at this point. He’s possibly the biggest man-whore on earth. If I have to hear any hole’s a goal one more time from that big asshole, he and I are going to have problems. The crowd of eager Dragons fans surrounding us begin to shout in outrage, and I take a moment