Dirty Players

Sexy baseball players falling hard for each other! Spoilers: There will be kissing and so much more post-game action!


(Dirty Players Book 1)

A grumpy/sunshine, rivals-to-lovers, sexy standalone novella from #1 NYT Bestseller Lauren Blakely and newcomer KD Casey!

Don’t play dirty.

That’s the code I live by on and off the field.

The other?

Don’t get distracted.

Not by the media, not by hookups, and definitely not by our rival team’s ridiculously charming star player, who loves to whisper dirty nothings to me every time we play ball.

And sure, his offers are tempting, but he’s the love ‘em and leave ‘em type, and I want the real thing.

So I resist.

But the night he steals second on me in the biggest game of the year, the guy’s a whole lot harder to ignore. Especially after a filthy postgame kiss leaves me wanting all the things I can’t have.

What’s the risk in playing dirty just one time?


A Note from Lauren to Readers,

When I finished reading KD Casey’s debut novel Unwritten Rules I was so impressed that I asked her to co-write a fun little scene with me between two baseball players. We’d both written baseball romances so this made perfect sense. We had such a great time with these characters that a short scene turned into a sexy, flirty, dirty standalone novella that we love. I hope you enjoy reading Dirty Slide as much as we enjoyed writing it!



A Note from KD Casey to Readers,

I was ecstatic when Lauren reached out to me about potentially collaborating on a story. I loved the Men of Summer series, and jumped at the opportunity to create a new baseball romance. What started as a short story soon grew with the characters (which is one of the joys of writing!). We truly had a blast writing this and hope you have the same reading! 

Play ball!



(Dirty Players Book 2)

A scorching hot, only-one-bed-in-the-room/friends-to-lovers standalone romance from KD Casey and #1 NYT Bestseller Lauren Blakely. 

I expected a lot of things out of this season: to bat third for my team. To compete for a World Series ring. To fight like hell to win.

Check. Check. Check.

What I didn’t expect? My childhood best friend to show up in my dugout, courtesy of a trade to my team. Or for him to need a place to stay. I offer him mine, since we’re just friends.

It’ll be good, clean fun.


Except I didn’t plan on him stealing my spot in the line up. And I definitely didn’t  plan on him stealing my heart.

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