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Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Wed, 20 May 2026 17:50:16 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Risk the Play (Nashville Rampage #6) Read Online Kaylee Ryan http://www.books2020.com/risk-the-play-nashville-rampage-6-read-online-kaylee-ryan Wed, 20 May 2026 17:50:16 +0000 https://www.books2020.com/risk-the-play-nashville-rampage-6-read-online-kaylee-ryan Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Sports Authors: Kaylee Ryan Series: Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Risk the Play is a single mom, coach, best friend's dad, forbidden, secret-relationship, age-gap romance.

Will

Football was always simple—follow the playbook, make the sacrifice, win the game.

I lived by that rule for decades, and it cost me everything. My marriage. My daughter.

By ten, she believed I loved the game more than her. Now she’s back in my life—with a family of her own—I fight every day to show her I’ve changed.

Then I fumble it all by falling for her best friend.

Amanda is strong, stubborn, and raising her daughter alone after her husband’s betrayal.

One kiss becomes something neither of us can ignore.

She wants to keep it secret. I don’t.

Because this time, I’m willing to risk the play. I won’t lose my second chance at love.

Amanda

I always knew I wanted to be a mother. I just never planned on doing it alone.

But when my ex got his assistant pregnant, I stopped, waiting for the life I thought I’d have—and choose motherhood for myself.

Now I’m a single mom doing my best to build a quiet, steady life with no drama and no risks.

Until my best friend’s father becomes the one risk I can’t resist.

Coach Warner is disciplined, respected… and completely off limits.

Watching him fight for his daughter only makes falling for him more dangerous.

We tell ourselves it’s just once.

But one reckless kiss turns into a night we can’t take back—and a secret we definitely can’t afford to keep.

Because if we’re discovered, I could lose my best friend…

And he could lose his daughter all over again.

Falling for me was never part of his playbook

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One

Will

* * *

The drive to my daughter’s house is short, but every mile still feels like a miracle I don’t quite deserve. For the first time in years, she’s letting me be part of her life again. When my granddaughter, Coral, was born, I knew I needed to be closer to them, to be heavily involved in her life, to watch her grow up. I was tired of living on the sidelines, watching life pass me by. So, I bought a house two streets over, close enough to be there in minutes if she needed me, far enough not to scare her away.

I carry more regret than I know what to do with when it comes to my daughter. I should have fought harder. I should have insisted on getting my scheduled time with her. I told myself I was giving her space, making her life easier, but the truth is, I let her slip through my fingers. Losing her like that carved something out of me, a wound so deep it never truly closed. Some nights, it still bleeds.

I buried myself in my career—something I always did—hence the reason my marriage to her mother fell apart. We were young, so young, just eighteen when we found out about Bellamy, and we fought like hell to make it work, but at the end of the day, we grew apart. I hid behind my job, and my ex, Candice, focused on Bellamy. They didn’t need me anymore—or at least that’s what I told myself.

I was wrong.

I regret letting them both slip through my fingers.

Candice is remarried, and I’m happy for her. I want that for her, and for our daughter. However, it still feels as though everyone around me is moving forward, and I’m still here, standing still. Watching as life and time pass me by.

I never imagined that the thing I couldn’t fix on my own would be healed by someone else. One of my players. A man I coached, trusted, and pushed to be better. I spent years trying to earn my way back into her heart, and all it took was her falling in love with my best tight end for my world to shift. It’s ironic, maybe even cruel, but I don’t question it. I’m just grateful to have my daughter back.

Because now, when I pull into her driveway, I’m not just a man filled with regret. I’m a father with a second chance, a grandfather ready to spoil his granddaughter. And this time, I won’t waste it.

The driveway is empty, but I expected it to be. I’m early for my granddaughter’s second birthday party. There was another birthday party two weeks ago, one that I didn’t attend. My quarterback, Knox Beckett, his son, Alexander, turned one. However, I did buy him a gift. In fact, I brought one for all the kids, even baby Ella. She’s only a couple of months old and wouldn’t know she was left out, but the grandpa in me couldn’t do that.

Ella is Landry Reynolds’s daughter, my star wide receiver. She was born a couple of months ago, right in the heat of the end of the season. But Landry and his wife, Rowan, handled it like champs, and I know his closest teammates and their wives, including my daughter and son-in-law, rallied around them.

They’ve created their own little family, and now, they all live in this very neighborhood. It’s storybook, but at the same time, I’d love to be a part of something like that. I get glimpses because I moved into the same community, but it’s not the same.

I’ve given my entire life to my career, and now, here I am, swimming in regret, and I’m lonely. I have no one to share my accomplishments with, and I’m the one to blame.

Anyway, I came early to see if I could help or watch Coral while my daughter and my tight end, her husband, finish last-minute things for the gathering.

It’s not the only reason why I’m here; I was lonely—living in that big house, staring at the walls. After my early morning workout, I did some work, looking at stats and numbers for the upcoming draft, but once that was done, I was restless, so here I am.

Climbing out of my SUV, I grab all the bags from the back seat and make my way to the front door. I don’t dare just walk in, as there are some things a father just doesn’t need to see. Instead, I raise my hand to knock, but the door is pulled open before I can.

“There’s Grandpa,” Reid says, bouncing a smiling Coral on his hip. “Wow,” he says, eyeing all the bags. “I’m going to need to buy a bigger house,” he jokes.

My granddaughter reaches for me, and my heart swells. Stepping out of the cold, I strip off my coat, kick off my shoes, and take her into my arms. “How’s my birthday girl?” I ask her, kissing her cheek. She grins and places her tiny hand against my cheek, and she might as well be thrusting it inside my chest and squeezing my heart. “And as if this seven-thousand-square-foot house isn’t big enough,” I reply.

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Advertisement Change the Play (Nashville Rampage #5) Read Online Kaylee Ryan http://www.books2020.com/change-the-play-nashville-rampage-5-read-online-kaylee-ryan Fri, 03 Apr 2026 23:14:36 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/change-the-play-nashville-rampage-5-read-online-kaylee-ryan Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Authors: Kaylee Ryan Series: Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 79800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 399(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Change the Play is a found family, forced proximity, workplace, sports romance.

Foster
I learned early how to survive on my own. Keep my head down and my past locked away.
My childhood taught me that nothing lasts and no one chooses you forever. So I built a life free from love—and pain.
Football gave me discipline. Success gave me distance. Silence kept me safe.
Then Eden walked into my house.
My new housekeeper. Someone meant to clean my messes and remain on the edges of my life.
Except she didn’t stay on the edges. She saw me—really saw me—and didn’t look away. Her laugh somehow turned my empty house into something that felt like a home.
With her, the walls I spent years building began to crack.
Loving her means risking everything. It means believing I’m worth choosing. She makes me want to stop hiding… and change the play.

Eden
I know what it’s like to grow up unwanted. To pack your life into boxes and pretend it doesn’t hurt when no one ever unpacks them for you.
Loneliness taught me independence and resilience, to build a family from the people who stay. I never expected more.
Then I met Foster.
He’s quiet and guarded, carrying the weight of a past he refuses to name.
Working for him was supposed to be simple—do my job, keep my head down, don’t cross lines.
But the more time we spend together, the more I see the man beneath the armor. The one he hides from the world.
We weren’t looking for love. Yet somewhere in the stolen moments, we chose each other.
And for the first time, I’m not just building a family—I’m finally home

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Prologue

Foster

* * *

There’s a fist gripping my heart. The squeeze causes an ache that’s been there longer than I can remember. Its presence is familiar, yet still unwelcome. Today, however, that ache is for something altogether different. It’s not from the tragedies of my past. It’s for the hope of my future.

Sitting next to me on my right is my high school football coach. Coach Nathan Pruitt and his wife, Hope, stepped up for me in a big way my sophomore year of high school. They took me in when I had nowhere else to go, and they saved me from, well, life. I’ll never be able to repay them for all that they’ve done for me.

Coach and his wife are the reason we’re here today. Sure, I put in the work, but they guided me. Gave me a safe place to lay my head at night, food in my belly, as much as I could eat, and they pushed me to be better. To make better grades, to want more for myself. They guided me at a time when I was walking my way through the darkness.

To my left is my long-time girlfriend, Violet. She and I met in our freshman year of college at the University of Cincinnati. We both chose to stay close to home for school. We hit it off immediately, and we both fell hard and fast.

My friends, my teammates, they’ve given me shit more times than I can count for being in a serious relationship in college, but I ignore them, letting their words roll off my shoulders. Violet is the first person outside of Coach and his wife who has ever stayed. My life has been a long line of family who’d forget me and walk away.

Not Violet.

She’s been with me every step of the way during this process. She’s also the reason my leg keeps bouncing like it’s trying to release all the fear and hope I’m carrying at once. Her presence steadies me, even when my body can’t quite keep still, because what she doesn’t know is that I have a ring in my pocket.

Today marks the day my future changes. Our future changes, and I want her by my side. I need her by my side. She’s been there for all of it. Every practice, every game, every pep rally, and every workout session. Violet is my future, and today, we take the first step toward that.

At least, I hope we do.

We’ve been together for four years, and we’ve talked about the next steps. I don’t think she’s going to say no when I drop to one knee, but there’s always that chance, hence the leg bouncing like I’m thirteen again, trying to hide a crush.

Coach places his hand on my shoulder as my phone rings. We’re sitting in their living room, where we’ve been waiting for the call.

“Hello,” I answer.

“Foster Vaughn, this is Coach Warner from the Nashville Rampage. Welcome to the Rampage family, son,” he says.

Tears well in my eyes, and that same bout of emotion clogs my throat. It’s happening. It’s really happening. This has always been my dream. There was a time in my life when I didn’t know where my next meal was coming from, and this dream felt too far away. Too out of reach, but here I am, living it in color.

“Thank you, sir,” I manage to croak. Violet leans in close, and I take comfort that she’s here with me. I’m not doing this alone. Only in recent years have I had a steady presence that I could rely on. Coach Pruitt and his wife gave me that, and when I met Violet, another piece of my pain, more cracks around my heart were filled in by her constant presence and unwavering support.

“We’ll see you soon,” he says, and I nod, even though he can’t see me.

“Yes, sir.” Ending the call, I turn to Coach and grin. “Nashville,” I rasp and swallow back a sob. Coach stands and pulls me into a hug, then steps back, allowing his wife to do the same. Once they’ve released me, I turn to Violet, who stands and opens her arms. I lean into her embrace, burying my face in her neck.

The TV is blaring as the announcer begins speaking. “In the first round of the professional league draft, with the fifth pick, the Nashville Rampage selects Foster Vaughn, University of Cincinnati.”

The room erupts with cheers, and all I can do is hold on to Violet. She’s my calm in the storm. The light in the darkness that’s surrounded me for years.

The ring is burning in my pocket, but it’s not time yet. I don’t want an audience. I want the moment to be ours, and ours alone.

I’m pulled away from Violet by my friends and college teammates, who are here to help me celebrate. Nathan and Hope’s living room is packed, and everyone is here to celebrate me and this accomplishment.

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Advertisement Follow the Play (Nashville Rampage #4) Read Online Kaylee Ryan http://www.books2020.com/follow-the-play-nashville-rampage-4-read-online-kaylee-ryan Thu, 25 Dec 2025 22:08:23 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/follow-the-play-nashville-rampage-4-read-online-kaylee-ryan Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Authors: Kaylee Ryan Series: Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78793 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Follow the Play is a single dad, nanny, friends-to-lovers, forced proximity sports romance.

Baker

Being a single dad was never part of the playbook, but one look at my son and everything changed.

Now football and fatherhood are my whole world—a world that gets turned upside down when my nanny quits two weeks before training camp.

Sloane Peterson runs interference by stepping in to help.

She's sweet, dependable, and the one woman I shouldn't want. Not when our lives are so entwined.

But every time she smiles at my son—or me—it gets harder to remember that our little arrangement is only temporary.

Sloane

Taking a short-term nanny gig for Nashville Rampage’s most eligible DILF has disaster written all over it.

But when Daddy Sin is in a bind, I do just that. It keeps me from waiting tables, and his son is the cutest little boy on the planet.

Baker Sinclair is famous, has a body like a Greek god, and when he’s in daddy mode… he’s irresistible. He’s also currently my new boss, and completely forbidden.

The longer I'm in his home, the less this feels like a job.

Because between reading bedtime stories and baking cookies, I can't imagine my life without them... either of them. Too bad love doesn't follow lesson plans... or playbooks

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Chapter One

Baker

* * *

Camden slaps his hands against the water and giggles as his bath water splashes us both in the face. Joy lights his expression, even after the shock of the water splashing in his eyes.

“You’re cute, but come on,” I complain, chuckling as I grab his towel and wipe off my cheek. I smile down at my son.

My son.

When Natasha first told me she was pregnant, I was scared out of my mind. I was a single guy, living my best life, with a career I loved. I didn’t know how a baby would fit into my world. But I shouldn’t have been worried, because the minute I held him after hearing his first breath, I just knew that he was my life.

There was no making room for him. He just fit. He’s my little man, my heart, and although I can’t stand his mother, this little guy is my entire universe.

“Pash!” he squeals, slapping the water again. His little body jiggles with his laughter.

“All right, little man, you’re all wrinkled, and Mommy will be here to get you in an hour.”

“No.” He furrows his brow, and my heart cracks.

He’s two months shy of turning two, and already, he doesn’t want to see his mother. He should be smiling, laughing, and excited to see her. The truth is, he doesn’t know her. Not really. Before Camden was born, Natasha and I worked out a schedule for coparenting. We would each have a whole week at a time, then switch off. I hated it, but with our schedules, it was the easiest way, especially for her. Our agreement accommodated her schedule for photo shoots around the world. I hate not seeing my son for seven days straight, but looking back, I don’t think that’s ever happened. Very rarely has she had him the entire time. She leaves to go out of town in the middle of her week, and I always tell Mrs. Ward, his nanny, to bring him here. I want every minute I can get with him.

However, now, more often than not, Natasha has a reason for not getting Camden on her weeks. Not that I mind, I love my son. I want him with me full-time, but that’s not the reality of our situation. I hate that she’s missing out on so much of his life, but that’s the choice she has to live with.

At almost two, Camden doesn’t know her, and if she keeps this up, he never will. He’ll resent her, and Natasha is going to miss out on the very best thing that has ever happened to her.

“Yes, come on,” I tell him. “Bathtime is over.” He juts his bottom lip, but I hold firm, pull the plug on the bath water, and lift him out, wrapping him in a fluffy towel. “You’re going to have so much fun with Mommy and Levi,” I tell him. The words taste bitter on my tongue, but I refuse to talk badly about his mother and her boyfriend in front of him. I’ll never be that guy.

“Daddy, no,” he says, his pout growing more prominent.

“Camden, yes,” I say, tickling his side. He wiggles and takes off running out of the bathroom. His tiny feet slap against the hardwood floor as I take off after him. I have a gate at the stairs, and my little man is a master at sliding down them, but I still worry he might fall.

That’s something I wasn’t prepared for when it came to fatherhood. The worry. It’s heightened because I don’t get to talk to him while he’s with his mom, and if I’m being honest, I’m not confident in her skills at keeping an eye on him. Natasha is self-absorbed, and while she’s not mean to him, I still worry if he’s getting the love and attention he needs while he’s with her.

It's not just that. I worry about his eating habits, sleeping habits, his bowel movements…. Yeah, that’s one that got me, too, but when you’re a dad, you worry about it all. It all rests on my shoulders.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to have a partner, a wife who I loved more than life to share these worries with, but that’s not the hand I was dealt. Besides, if that hand had come my way, I wouldn’t have Camden, and nothing in this world could make me regret my son.

“Got you,” I say, lifting him over my head. He squeals in delight, and I know I need to get a diaper on him before he pisses all over me. Another thing I’ve learned during my short stint as a father. You get pissed on, and shit on… a lot. I imagine it’s worse with a boy, at least the pissed-on portion, because that arch of piss always seems to hit in very inconvenient places. Like my shirt, and even my face—yeah, that’s a moment I don’t want to relive, but I keep that memory tucked away to embarrass my son when he brings home a girl.

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Advertisement Learn the Play (Nashville Rampage #3) Read Online Kaylee Ryan http://www.books2020.com/learn-the-play-nashville-rampage-3-read-online-kaylee-ryan Wed, 29 Oct 2025 22:16:30 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/learn-the-play-nashville-rampage-3-read-online-kaylee-ryan Genre: Alpha Male, Forbidden, Insta-Love, Sports Authors: Kaylee Ryan Series: Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77900 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Learn the Play is a coach’s daughter, forbidden, one-night stand, surprise-pregnancy romance.

Bellamy

I watched my parents’ marriage crumble when my father chose football over family. His love for the game destroyed us. It’s why I loathe it. It’s also why I don’t trust easily.

So when I meet a handsome stranger at a hotel bar, we trade nothing but first names. I’m miles from home and I’ll never see him again.

Until I do. At a family event with my dad, he’s there—my mystery man from weeks ago. Only now, I know who he is: a football player on my father’s team. Which means I need to forget him… and his tight end.

Reid

The night I meet the dark-haired beauty at the bar, everything changes. We talk, laugh, and our connection is unlike anything I’ve ever felt. The next morning, she’s gone, leaving me with only her name.

I think I’ve lost her, until she walks into my stadium, standing right beside my coach. Fate hands me a second chance, and I’m not letting it slip.

To her, I’m just another football player. But I’ll prove to her that I’m not her father… I’m my own man. And my dream girl, she was meant to be mine

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Chapter One

Reid

The sun sets over the ocean as I watch one of my best friends from college marry the love of his life. This has been a recurring thing for me lately. Two of my best friends back home have also fallen victim to the love bug.

Landon’s smile is so big that I fear his face might crack, and his bride, Tessa, is gorgeous, with only eyes for her new husband. When Landon called me to tell me he was getting married, I wasn’t too surprised. He’s just like the rest of us: Once we’re all in, that’s it. I knew she was it for him. What surprised me, though, was the phone call a few weeks later, telling me he was going to be a dad.

“You gonna be next?” I ask Case, my other best friend from college. Case, Landon, and I were roommates, and we’ve been close ever since. Sure, they get to play together, while I was picked up by the Rampage, but I’ve found my place there—my teammates, my Rampage family. I miss Case and Landon, but that’s all a part of life, right? Things are constantly changing, and we learn to adapt to the outcome. I’ve gotta admit, mine is pretty damn good. I love my life, and our careers allow us to afford traveling to see each other, giving us the entire off-season to catch up.

“No prospects, but damn if their smiles don’t make you wonder what you’re missing out on.” He laughs. “You?”

“Same. I’ve got it at home, too. Beckett and Reynolds have both been drinking the water.”

Case tips his head back in laughter. “So that leaves you, Sinclair, and Vaughn?”

“Yeah, but Daddy Sin has his hands full at the moment, being a single dad. Well, mostly single. Shared parenting. He gets his son one week, and his baby momma gets him the next.”

“That sucks. No chance of working it out?” he asks.

I grimace. “No. She was already back with her ex when she found out she was pregnant. They’re still together.”

“Fuck, that’s awkward as hell,” he mutters.

“You have no idea. Sinclair is handling it like a pro. All he cares about is his kid.”

“I get that,” Case says.

“The Rampage ladies are rallying around him to help out when he needs it. Hell, even I watched the little guy a few weeks ago.”

“Really? You? And who are these Rampage ladies? Why don’t we have Cougar ladies?” he jokes.

“That’s Knox’s and Landry’s ladies, as well as their best friend. They dubbed themselves that, and it’s just kind of stuck.” I shrug. “And yeah, I’ve watched him. It’s not so bad. Baby Camden pissed on me, but it could’ve been worse. Landry and Rowan had him, and he shit all up his back. Luckily, Rowan was there to bail Landry out.” I shudder at the thought.

A baby cries, and we all turn to look at Landon holding his infant son in one arm, while the other is wrapped around his wife. They’re both smiling down at baby Lance with so much love in their eyes.

“You can’t even tell she just had a baby three weeks ago,” Case says, nodding toward the happy couple.

“Should you be able to?” I ask him. I don’t know shit about this stuff.

“Fuck if I know. I just assumed you’d be able to tell, and what kind of wedding night are they going to have? She can’t—you know.” He wags his eyebrows. “Right?” he asks.

“Dude, why are we talking about this?” I ask him. “I don’t know these answers.”

“I’m just saying.” He shrugs and tips his beer to his lips.

Landon guides his new bride to sit and gently hands her their son. Immediately, her best friend, Autumn, Tessa’s mom, and Landon’s mom swarm her to fuss over the baby. I watch as my best friend smiles at them, before lifting his gaze and searching the room. When he sees us, he comes walking over, and I swear, there’s pride in his strut.

“Great day,” he says, taking the seat across from us. “It’s not the tropical wedding we first talked about, but our son is here, and that’s everything.” He turns to look over his shoulder at his wife and son.

“Married life looks good on you,” I tell him.

“You should try it.” He pulls his gaze from his wife and son. “Both of you.”

“And disappoint the ladies?” Case asks, chuckling.

“He’s not wrong,” I joke. “I mean, with you all dropping like flies, someone has to take one for the team and help the single ladies have some fun.”

“I’m telling you. You have no idea what you’re missing,” he says, turning his attention back to his family.

“How’s the team doing after all that shit with Brown went down?” Case asks.

“Solid.” I nod. “Why didn’t you assholes warn me?”

“He was a solid guy, or so we thought. He said he wanted the trade to follow his girl,” Landon tells me, his eyes darting back to his wife. “We had no idea he was… Yeah, I’m not even sure what to call him. I’m just glad Landry’s girl is okay, and he’s getting what he deserves.”

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Advertisement Run the Play (Nashville Rampage #2) Read Online Kaylee Ryan http://www.books2020.com/run-the-play-nashville-rampage-2-read-online-kaylee-ryan Sat, 30 Aug 2025 08:42:26 +0000 http://www.books2020.com/run-the-play-nashville-rampage-2-read-online-kaylee-ryan Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Authors: Kaylee Ryan Series: Nashville Rampage Series by Kaylee Ryan
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Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83059 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Run the Play is a fake dating, found family, workplace, he falls first romance.

Rowan

I swore I’d never look twice at a football player again, especially after barely surviving the last one. But when my abusive ex gets traded to the team I work for, my past shows up to haunt me.

Not a moment too soon, star player Landry Reynolds runs interference, announcing that he’s my boyfriend. My emotions get the best of me, and I find myself playing along.

He’s charming, bold, and way too convincing. The more time we spend together, the harder it is to remember that it’s all pretend.

I might be falling for my fake boyfriend, but I can never have him for real. I could lose everything I’ve finally found, and that’s scarier than having my heart crushed by the wide receiver.

Landry

I didn’t mean to get involved. I just couldn’t watch her shrink away from him a second longer—not after knowing what he put her through.

So I did what I do I ran the play and told him she’s mine. Now I can’t stop thinking about how right that little white lie feels. How right she feels.

There’s a good chance I was never faking.

This started as a way to protect her. I never imagined it’d be so hard keeping my hands off her. Then again, I’ve never been very good at following the rules

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Prologue

Landry

The crowd's roar is so loud, I can barely hear myself think. I scan the scoreboard, and we’re still up by three. Not that I expect it to change, but I’m reassuring myself. It’s the third down, and forty-five seconds are left on the clock. We’re at the fifty-yard line and need to make this happen. We need to move. We need to either keep position and burn down the clock, or take it to the end zone. Either way, the Rampage is walking out of the Defenders’ Stadium with the win.

League champs, baby!

Sure, I know anything can happen in forty-five seconds, but the boys and I, we’ve busted our asses to get here. We’re too damn close to let this game, the league fucking championship, slip through our fingers.

“Reynolds!” Knox Beckett, our team captain, our quarterback, the best in the league and with the stats to prove it, my best friend, and his new title as my sister’s fiancé, calls out to me.

“Cap?”

He calls the play. “Cinnamon roll hero on two.”

“My man!” I hold my fist out for him to bump knuckles before we all toss our hands in chanting, “Rampage,” and taking our places on the line. There’s no time to give my best friend hell about the name of the play. Since falling in love with my little sister, he’s become softer and living for more than just the game. However, this particular play is for him and me. My sister is always reading, and apparently, she claims Knox and me, as well as a few of our other teammates, are what you would call a cinnamon roll hero. I still don’t know what the fuck that means, but Corie, my sister, and her best friend, Sloane, act like it’s a good thing, so I roll with it.

I’m still going to give Knox shit, though, for naming plays because of something my sister said. He’s got it bad for her. It’s weird, and I’m still adjusting, but if I’m being honest, Knox Beckett is one of the best men I know. If it had to be anyone who swept my little sister off her feet, I’m glad it was him. Knox treats her like a queen, and Corie is happier than I’ve seen her in a very long time.

On the line, Knox calls out the play over the crowd's rumble. Keen, our center, hikes the ball, and I take off like a lightning bolt down the field. My arms pump fast as my legs carry me toward the end zone. The Defenders' defense tries to match my speed, but I’m too fast for them. Looking over my shoulder, I see the ball flying through the air. A perfect spiral, and I grin as the ball lands beautifully in my hands. Tucking it close to my chest, I run like my ass is on fire as the yards dwindle, and my heart rate increases. Stepping over that white line into the end zone, I spike the ball and fall to my knees.

“Touchdown Rampage!” the announcer proclaims, and the stadium goes wild.

Fucking league champions.

My eyes mist with tears, because this is the dream. Every professional player imagines this moment, and for me, my team, my brothers, my family, it’s our reality. We’re league champs.

I’m lifted off my feet and get lost in the mass pile of my teammates as we celebrate and soak up the moment. Breaking away from the group, my eyes search for my best friend. I rush toward Knox, jogging to where he’s standing. “Fucking Beckett!” I hug him tightly. Our teammates don’t let us enjoy this solo hug. They surround us, and once again, I find myself in a big-ass group hug. We’re laughing, crying, calling out in celebration. I’ll never forget this moment.

Years of hard work and dedication brought us here. We’ve busted our asses, and came out victorious. “Fuck yeah!” I scream—not that anyone can hear me over the massive celebration around me. Families and reporters are making their way to the field. Confetti falls all around us, and I break away, searching for my sister. Knox’s height stands out, and I know Corie will be there.

Sure enough, Knox is hugging his family—something I’ll be sure to do as well—but right now, it’s my little sister I need to see. She’s standing at the end of the line by her best friend, Sloane.

“Core,” I say, feeling my throat grow tight with emotion. I open my arms, and my sister walks into my embrace.

“You did it, Landry. You did it. They would be so proud of you. I’m proud of you. I love you,” she tells me, rambling through her tears.

“Thank you for being here.” I step back and wipe at my eyes, while Corie does the same.

“Nowhere else I’d rather be.” She turns to show me her jersey that’s got my name and number, as well as Knox’s on the back. She had it custom-made for today’s game. She said she had to support her entire family, and I’m not gonna lie. My little sister got me in my feels with that one. Knox is her future, and I wouldn’t have been hurt if she had worn his jersey. Sure, I would have given her shit over it, but I’m her big brother—that’s my job. However, my little sister has the biggest heart of anyone I know, and she found a way to support both of us on the biggest day of our careers.

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NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylee Ryan brings you a new standalone series surrounding the Nashville Rampage football team. Make the Play is a brother's best friend, forbidden, secret relationship romance.

Corie

Knox Beckett is heartbreak in a helmet. He’s also my brother’s best friend, and so far out of my league, he's untouchable.

But a few stolen glances turn into a welcome home that blindsides us both.

The rules are clear. We just chose not to follow them.

Now we’re sneaking around like we’re running a trick play, hooking up behind closed doors, and pretending our actions don’t have the power to blow up our lives.

Knox is under my skin and tackling his way into my heart. Ready or not, it's time we make the play.

Knox

She’s the last girl I’m allowed to want—my best friend’s little sister. She’s all grown up and looking at me in invitation.

The second Corie crashes into me, with her tanned, toned skin, in a barely there bikini, I know I’m in trouble.

I shouldn’t look. And I sure as hell shouldn’t touch. My hands are already on her waist, one second longer, and I’ll do something we both might regret.

What I do is even worse. I help her land a job working for the team. My team.

Now I can’t get her out of my mind, or my way. And keeping my hands to myself is a penalty waiting to happen. Because Corie isn’t just off-limits—she’s one line I swore I’d never cross, yet I’m sprinting toward it.

I’d risk the season—my entire career—for her just to make the play

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Corie

* * *

Knox Beckett is heartbreak in a helmet. He’s also my brother’s best friend, and so far out of my league, he's untouchable.

But a few stolen glances turn into a welcome home that blindsides us both.

The rules are clear. We just chose not to follow them.

Now we’re sneaking around like we’re running a trick play, hooking up behind closed doors, and pretending our actions don’t have the power to blow up our lives.

Knox is under my skin and tackling his way into my heart. Ready or not, it's time we make the play.

* * *

Knox

* * *

She’s the last girl I’m allowed to want—my best friend’s little sister. She’s all grown up and looking at me in invitation.

The second Corie crashes into me, with her tanned, toned skin, in a barely there bikini, I know I’m in trouble.

I shouldn’t look. And I sure as hell shouldn’t touch. My hands are already on her waist, one second longer, and I’ll do something we both might regret.

What I do is even worse. I help her land a job working for the team. My team.

Now I can’t get her out of my mind, or my way. And keeping my hands to myself is a penalty waiting to happen. Because Corie isn’t just off-limits—she’s one line I swore I’d never cross, yet I’m sprin

I’d risk the season—my entire career—for her just to make the play.

Chapter One

Knox

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Pulling my truck into the already crowded driveway, I glance at the clock on the dash and curse. I’m late. I hate to be late, but I did an early morning run that ended up taking longer than expected because my oldest little sister called in the middle of it. She’s getting married in a few months and was catching me up on all the excitement. Her words, not mine. Not that I’m against the union of marriage, but in my line of work, it’s hard to find a woman who wants me for the man, not the quarterback. Is it too much to want someone who wants both?

So, yeah, I spent an hour on the park bench talking to my little sister. By the time I got back to the house to finish my workout routine, it was later than anticipated. However, I can’t skip a workout, not when training camp starts next month. I spent a lot of time at my parents’ place in Jackson, Tennessee, which is two hours from here during the offseason, and my mom and my aunts fed me too well. I need to get back into my routine and get ready for the season.

Not that Landry is going to care. My best friend loves the game as much as I do. We live, eat, and breathe football. Our only exception is our family, which is why I stopped and talked to my little sister for an hour, even though I knew that call was going to make me late for this party. A party that just so happens to be celebrating my best friend’s little sister’s college graduation.

Football and family.

Grabbing my bag from the passenger seat, I climb out of the truck and make my way inside. I don’t bother knocking because I know they’re all out back by the pool. Once inside, I close the door and see Landry Reynolds, the host of the party, and the best damn wide receiver in the league, standing at the kitchen island with a plate of steaks in his hand.

“You’re late,” he tells me.

“Yeah, I went for a run, and Everly called. I ended up talking to her on a park bench for an hour.”

Landry grins. “Wedding talk, I’m sure.”

I nod. “Yeah, she’s excited.” When she and Matt first got engaged, I offered to give her the wedding of her dreams. No budget, and she turned me down. I said the same to my parents, who also turned me down. Dad said she was his daughter and they would pay for the wedding. Not gonna lie, I was a little butt hurt over it. I can afford to give them this, but they wouldn’t let me. It wasn’t until Everly sat down with me one night in our parents’ backyard with a small fire blazing between us that I understood. She said that, to them, I’m just Knox. She said that my offer was generous, and she loved me for offering, but she didn’t want a big day that her brother paid for. She wanted her dream wedding. It turns out her dream wedding is in our small hometown, right where we grew up. Everly described it as intimate, as she listed every detail that night by the fire, and I could see it. I kept the offer on the table, but knew she would never take me up on it. That’s why I need to get them a kick-ass wedding gift. I was going to pay for the honeymoon, but they want a quiet cabin in the mountains for a week, which they also refused to let me pay for. That’s fine, I’ll think of something.

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