Is The Fab Five: Basketball Trash Talk The American Dream Worth Reading?

They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

"You think you can hide behind that mask, Fireheart?" Logan snarled, his breath hot against my throat. Sabastain's hand pinned my wrists above my head, while Zane leaned in close enough that I could feel his pulse match mine. "We know what you are. And we’ll never let you go." Their bodies cage me against the cold locker room wall, heat radiating off them like wildfire. They should terrify me. They should repulse me. But they don’t. Because the truth is, I was born to burn for them. And they were born to tame me. I only wanted one thing—to play hockey. But in a world where girls aren’t allowed on the ice, my dream was shattered the night I rejected Alpha Marcus Blackwood’s obsessive claim—and was banished with my family. Now, with my hair cut short and my identity hidden, I enrolled at Crescent Moon Academy as “Frederick Sterling,” just another boy chasing glory on the legendary Wolves hockey team. But three powerful alphas are about to complicate everything. They’re not just teammates. They’re predators. And they’re bound to me. The question is—will they tame my fire, or will I burn them all?

She is focused, disciplined, and determined to survive her first year at university. He is reckless, irresistible, and the most notorious athlete on campus. When fate throws them together, sparks fly and rules are broken. Falling for the bad boy athlete was never part of her plan, but resisting him could cost her everything. Secrets, rivalries, and a dangerous attraction push them to the edge. Can love survive when their worlds are at war?

Alex’s life is a wild whirlwind at this rich hockey school. He’s a poor scholarship kid, but he’s killer on the ice. Damien, the hot, cruel team captain, hates him — but can’t stop touching him while claiming he's not gay. He slams Alex hard into the boards and whispers dirty words that make Alex’s body burn with heat and shame. Then Lila, Damien’s crazy childhood friend, wants Alex for herself. She has dangerous secrets that can destroy him if he says no. But Jax arrives — a kind, sexy hockey star who truly cares. He wants to protect Alex and make him his. Now Alex is trapped between hate, obsession, and desire. One wrong move and he loses everything. This steamy MM hockey romance is full of hot hate-to-love tension, dirty obsession, and a love triangle that will leave you aching.

The boy who made my life hell just became my stepbrother, and now we’re sharing a mansion, a last name, and a hatred so intense it might just burn us both alive. I’m Summer Winters, the scholarship girl who never wanted Crew Ashford’s attention. But after I publicly humiliated Blackwood Prep’s golden hockey captain, he’s made destroying me his personal mission. With the months of psychological warfare, I've learned to survive his cruelty. Then my mother marries his father. Now I’m living under his roof, and Crew’s rage at my presence is suffocating. Behind closed doors, his bullying intensifies, but so does something darker. Something that looks dangerously like obsession. Just when I think it can’t get worse, I meet Gray, Crew’s quiet, artistic brother who sees me in ways that terrify and comfort me in equal measure. And my childhood best friend Tyler? He’s caught between loyalty to me and forces I don’t understand yet. Three boys. Three types of devastation. And secrets buried so deep they’ll destroy us all when they surface. When everything explodes at the championship game, I’ll have to decide: which kind of destruction am I willing to survive? This is a dark reverse harem hockey romance where the line between hate and want is razor-thin, and choosing yourself might be the most dangerous choice of all.

Freddie Ashford is a famous New York hockey player living the dream. He has money, fame and a serious long-term relationship until someone decided his life was too good. One night out with his teammates changed his life, turning it upside down. Freddie has been accused of a crime he didn’t commit, he lost his friends, his girlfriend, sponsor deals, and he is on the verge of losing his career. Tatum Reid escaped from a controlling and abusive relationship with a hockey player. The only good thing she got from that relationship was her eight-year-old daughter. She promised herself never get involved with a hockey player again, but she finds a new in New York as a PR for a very famous Hockey Team. Her is to make sure the players behave on social media, and she is making her number one priority clearing Freddie’s name. What happens when Tatum’s past comes knocking on her door? Her ex comes to play against the team she works for, and Freddie Ashford tries saving her the same way she is trying to save him. Will Tatum keep her feelings to herself, or will she allow Freddie to penetrate her icy heart and make her happy once more? This is the fourth and final book of The Ashford Brothers Series. This book can be read as a stand-alone, but for better comprehension, it is better to read the other three. The Big Shot, The Joker, The Strong and finally The Jock.