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The Poseidon team are hard-bodied, fiercely competitive Navy SEALs. But when a sensitive mission goes disastrously wrong, three of the team’s finest will have to trust their hearts and instincts to uncover the truth…

CALL TO ENGAGE will delight fans of UNDER PRESSURE by Lori Foster and A SEAL’S PLEDGE by Cora Seton!

Call To Engage
Poseidon Team
Tawny Weber


Lieutenant Elijah Prescott should be spending his precious leave somewhere with sun, surf and scantily clad women. Instead, he’s heading home with two goals in mind. Figure out exactly how his last assignment went to hell and almost killed him—and reconnect with the woman who might offer salvation.

Ava Monroe has streamlined her life, eliminating every source of pain—including a marriage touched by tragedy. One glimpse of her ex and those good intentions turn to bad-girl desires. Her strategy: get over Elijah by getting under him again, sating herself until she can finally let go. But as betrayal within the rank of the SEALs turns deadly, there’s no denying that her heart and her life are on the line. Elijah is the only man who can protect both…

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That was the only word in his head as the aftershocks trembled through their bodies.


And then he came down.

Not in a nice, slow, gentle descent, either.

Nope, he crashed like a plane plummeting from the sky to ram into a mountainside.

He’d just had sex.

With Ava.

His ex-wife. The only woman he’d ever loved. The only one he’d ever wanted to love. The one who’d broken his heart into tiny little pieces and tossed them aside.


His body still slick with sweat, the scent of Ava wrapped around him like a second skin, Elijah wondered if she realized that while extracting her promise of no regrets, he hadn’t offered the same.
After all, Elijah knew just how pointless promises could be. Especially the ones between him and Ava.

His body spent, his mind worn, he couldn’t find anything left to offer up on the altar of past regrets, though. He wrapped his arm tighter around her shoulders. Ava responded by snuggling closer, her thigh nestled between his as she shifted her chin into the indention where his shoulder met his chest. Her breath fluttered over his throat, soft and easy in sleep.


Oh yeah, he knew he’d regret this in the morning. Hell—he glanced out the window, gauging the time from the angle of the moon—it was nearing dawn and the regret was already winding through him. Shoving aside pleasure, easing out satisfaction.

Closing his eyes against it, he drifted into sleep with her hand entwined with his, the twisted band of her ring rubbing gently between his fingers.

And he knew it for the talisman it was, the hope that lifted him from his nightmares.

If only for tonight.

Because nobody knew better than Elijah that tonight was all they had.
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The New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 40 books, Tawny Weber writes sassy, emotional romances with a dash of humor, featuring hot alpha heroes. The recipient of numerous awards, she has also hit number one on the Amazon and Barnes & Noble bestseller lists. Readers can visit Tawny’s website for free reads, first chapters, insider story info and much more.

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A New Series From Heather Long! Semper Fi Cowboy – Lone Star Leathernecks Book 1

Semper Fi Cowboy
Lone Star Leathernecks Book 1
Heather Long


Summer Blurb

A Leatherneck by any other name can still kick ass, which is just what retired United States Marine Corps Captain Tanner Wilks plans to do when he returns to his Texas family ranch to care for his ailing father. And nothing will stop him from achieving his mission—not even a lithe, brown-eyed town veterinarian who seems hell-bent on driving him wild.

Captain Tanner Wilks, honorably discharged from the U.S. Marine Corps, returns home to find his father struggling after his latest heart attack. Worse yet, Julia Heller—the sexy new girl in town that he once spent a hot night with—is the resident veterinarian who’s made a home for herself at Round Top ranch, and doesn’t seem to be in a rush to repeat their time together.

It falls on Tanner’s shoulders to take on the ranch and keep an eye on his father before he falls victim to another heart attack. But Julia doesn’t appreciate Tanner coming in or pursuing her. Even if he’s hot as hell and can make her quiver with just a look. Ousting her may give Tanner the leverage he needs to corral his father, but first he has to wrestle with his own heart.

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Serving their country as Marines was what one could call a family tradition for the Wilks family. Although Tanner was the only one of his siblings to follow that path. Now retired and heading home, his assignment as he thought of it, was to care for his father ‘The Colonel’. An assignment and a family duty, one he wouldn’t shirk from but one he wasn’t looking forward to either. His father a former Marine was hard headed and stubborn as a mule. Following Doctors orders was something he didn’t do very well at all.

Then there’s Jules the veterinarian who had taken over her Great Uncle’s practice. Long ago she decided that having a relationship with anyone that was a client was bad for business. Jules is smart, funny and wise. 

A favorite scene is during what is supposed to be a one night stand, in Jules opinion anyway.

Suppressing the internal chuckle at his conversational left turn, she asked, “Why were we talking about broken clocks? What a weird thing. I don’t think I have any broken clocks. Actually, come to think of it, I don’t own any clock-clocks. I use my phone for everything. My uncle had this really great cuckoo clock when I was a kid, but I played with it one time too many because I was trying to fix the bird inside and I kinda broke it.”His laughter against her back made her groan. Then he said, “Do I want to know what you were trying to do?”

“Well, I thought it had a broken wing, because when it came out, you could see one wing but not the other. I didn’t know that was the design of the clock. So I  .  .  .” Was she really telling him this embarrassing story from when she was five? “I set this trap for when the clock chimed and the bird popped out of the clock, so I could grab the bird to fix its wing and then let it go again. Don’t say it ”— she turned her head and waved a finger at him because he had stopped kissing her and just stared at her with the most incredulous look on his face—“ I get exactly how stupid it sounds. Please note that, for the record, I was five.”

“Very well then, continue, please.” It was a real struggle for him to get the words out past the laughter squeezing in between the syllables.

“Anyway.” She elongated the word. “I set my trap, which meant I had to sneak the ladder in from the garage, then climb up to where the clock hung several feet off the ground. I waited because I knew when the bird was going to pop out, and as soon as it appeared I grabbed it. But when I tried to pull it off its little perch, well, the whole clock came off the wall, and I fell off the ladder, crashed into the table, and knocked over the curio cabinet. I broke all of my aunt’s fancy dishes. But I did get the bird.”

He made no pretense of holding back his amusement this time. His laughter shook the bed. She tried not to fume at how long it took him to get himself under control. Finally, he wheezed out a breath and flopped onto his back to stare at the ceiling, a hint of tears at the corner of his eye. “I don’t think I’ve laughed that hard in years. How did you survive?”

“Well, when I explained to my uncle why I was trying to catch the bird, he kind of had your reaction. He was mad about the dishes, but mostly because my aunt was going to be upset. But she took it better than either of you, so for the next six months or so, my uncle and I hunted at ever flea market from San Antonio to Dallas to find dishes like she’d had in her set. “

“And the bird? Did it make it?”

“Yes, the bird was fine. The clock  .  .  . not so much.” She joined him this time when he chuckled. “Okay, so you’ve heard my embarrassing five-year-old story. You tell me one about you.”
Heather Long. ARC SemperFi Final (Kindle Locations 533-554). Kindle Edition.

That night ended with Jules leaving a note and no number, a one night stand with someone passing through. She was in for a major surprise later in the day.

The Colonel has many archaic views on relationships and more than once he admonishes both Tanner and Jules for their unseemly behavior.

As I read my feelings echoed the way Tanner handled things. Jules with her incredible insight and people skills is valued at the ranch. It’s her idea that just might help these two hard headed men come to agreeable terms.

I fell in love with the ranch, Jules and Tanner, and Maria, Ramon and Mateo, ‘the Colonel’ kind of grows on you. The family vibe is almost palpable with Maria and Ramon, it makes it easy to love them.

I can’t wait for the next book in this series.

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Keep reading for an excerpt from when Tanner meets Jules.

Whoever the group was they had talent, and as Tanner studied the newcomers, he focused on a woman who slid over to the bar and drained a glass of water while the musicians found their rhythm. A minute later, she glided back onto the dance floor.For the next three songs, she traded partners. The woman could move. Tall, long-legged, and beautifully curved, she also had a gorgeous face, from her generous mouth—which pulled into an easy smile—to her sweet, dark eyes. Dark hair clung to her cheeks, and her sleeveless white top gave Tan- ner a good look at her toned arms.

He didn’t know her. She didn’t even ring a familiar bell, but she sure as hell looked fun. When she waved off a fourth man swooping in for a dance and headed to the bar, Tanner enjoyed the light, strutting cadence to her walk. Someone had taken her spot, so she sidled up to the bar next to him.

Fanning her face with one hand, she gave him a cool, quick grin, then waved at Sully. The bartender slid a glass of water over to her. “You ready for a glass of wine yet, darlin’?”

“In a bit.” She took a long drink of the water. The slender column of her throat convulsed with each swallow, and a fresh wave of lust crashed through Tanner. Damn, what he wouldn’t give to trade places with the glass.

“Put her wine on my tab, Sully,” Tanner called. The number of dance partners and lack of a ring gave him hope she was free. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

“No, thank you,” the country goddess declined in a smooth, polite tone. “I’ll take care of my own drinks.”

Sully hid a smirk, but he had other customers.

“No need to be testy, ma’am.” He lifted his beer. “Just offering to buy you a drink.”

“Not being testy at all.” She turned sideways and gave him a once-over. “And you didn’t offer—you just decided to do it, sir.” The cool dismissal didn’t possess an ounce of malice or disrespect. “I simply like to pay my own way, and I never accept offers from strangers.”

“Hard to make an acquaintance if you don’t.” Though he couldn’t fault her. Even the women in his unit or those he’d met on assignment at various bases around the world maintained a sense of control over their environment, both in what they would tolerate from others and what they would accept. “My apologies for overstepping. I’m Tanner, by the way.”

Offering his hand, he waited as she took a beat before wiping her palm against her jeans and then accepting the handshake. “My friends call me Jules.”

“Jules.” Was it short for Julianna? Or Julie? Something else entirely? He liked the sound of it. Maybe it was the beer mellowing him out. Maybe it was being home. Or maybe it was simply watching her, but he wanted to spend some time with Miss Jules.

“Is it all right if I call you Jules?”

“I said my friends call me Jules, you can call me ma’am.” She chuckled, then drained her glass of water and started watching the band. They’d switched to a slow song. Shaking her head, she lifted the hair from the back of her neck. From her ushed cheeks to the gleam in her dark eyes, she was stunning.

“I’d be happy to call you ma’am.” The sentence worked, and Jules returned her attention to him and her eyebrows raised.

“Tell me, ma’am, may I have the next dance?”

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Heather Long  Heather Long

USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.

From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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New From Heather Long! Magic and Mayhem: The Witched Away Bride

The Witched Away Bride
The Witch Singer Book 3
A Magic and Mayhem Novella
Heather Long


Summer Blurb

Once upon a time in Assjacket…

My story began when a vampire I dubbed Mr. Nasty-Face sent me on a crazy, impossible task to fix his mis-Turnment of a certain succubus. Easy, right? Yeah, then I ran into the skunk who would change my life (and spray me, but let’s forget that memory). Once I got to Assjacket, well, let’s just say I ended up with the teenager who wasn’t—a kind of happily-while-you’re-here scenario. Now my teen is a grown woman with a Highlander for a lover, and I’m left to deal with Gigi. She wants me to find her a happily-for-real-ever-after and I’ve still got to solve my problems.

So to be clear, all I have to do is undo the unbreakable, pair the unpairable, and keep my man happy. One out of three isn’t bad. I’m a witch singer, not a dang miracle worker.

Just sing at a couple of weddings, the Baba Yaga said, it’ll be fun, she said, it’ll solve all your problems…except no weddings are possible with the witched away brides.

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We continue with Bridget’s story in Assjacket as brides are disappearing on their wedding days. How can Bridget sing at weddings if none are occurring? With a bunch of crazy and upset bridegrooms Baba Yaga dispatches Kirk a warlock with a gambling problem to find the witch bridenapper. He lands unceremoniously in Assjacket meeting a trash panda named Firefox. This in itself is funny but it turns out he is our Bridget’s familiar. This is a favorite scene when they meet.

The way the purple haired witch narrowed her eyes at him gave Kirk pause. He’d charged over to the witch singer’s house because the insanity at the wedding grotto had given him an altogether unpleasant headache all the yelling, growling, and weeping had bestowed upon him. His feet hurt after tromping through the wilds. He’d run into another cluster of bushes, and now had an unbearable itch crawling along his arms.So, he probably could have been more polite to the two occupants all snuggled up with their bottle of wine, but he just wanted to bag the bridenapper, get his debts paid off, and leave before he caught something permanent. Yet, the moment he snapped at her, she went from a look of cool fury to utter speculation.

Dread coiled in his stomach. Witch singers weren’t bad witches right? Not that he could recall.

“Hey,” the trash panda announced from his feet. “You should start by introducing yourself, bub.”

“Oooh,” the witch singer let out a soft exhale of wonder, and went to her knees. “Hello there, you beautiful thing.”

The red furred little bugger puffed up and all but strutted over to her. “Hello, pretty lady. Forgive my brutish companion, he fell into a mulberry bush then crashed through a poison sumac patch. He’s in a very bad mood.”

“Is he?” The witch singer didn’t even look in Kirk’s direction. Instead she opened her arms and the trash panda hurtled into them and snuggled her. The man who’d been standing next to her watched the whole exchange with a bemused smile. The red furred head rubbed against the witch singer’s chin, a distinctive cuddle, and then she rose pressing a tiny kiss to the creature’s head.

Sure. The rodent got a friendly greeting. The longer he stood there, the more Kirk had a chance to admire the stunning red dress the singer wore, and the way it made her skin glow and emphasized her… zap! Pain shocked him back a step and he jerked his gaze to the mild-mannered man still standing near her whose gaze now focused on him.

The faint tilt to the corner of his mouth told Kirk all he needed to know. Nodding once to the other warlock— because he definitely had the power to be a warlock— Kirk folded his arms. The urge to scratch was driving him crazy. They shared a long moment of masculine understanding. The witch singer belonged to the man with the white stripe in his hair, and he’d defend what was his.

“Look, Martin. Isn’t Firefox adorable?” The singer was still cooing at the trash panda and it was all besotted with her, too. Sparkles filled the air, and he could almost hear the ringing of the bells. The little rodent was her familiar. Well, it could have said something when he fell on it.

“He’s perfect for you, lover.” The man settled a possessive hand on her hip and drew her and her newly accessorized trash panda to him. The critter wrapped around her shoulders like a fur stole and it matched her dress. Even her purple hair began to change colors until it fell in an ombre wave that ended red as the raccoon’s fur.

“Congratulations,” Kirk announced, determined to play the cards he’d been dealt. He summoned a bottle of champagne and held it out. “Allow me to present you with this token upon discovering your true familiar. A day worth remembering.”

“Uh huh,” Martin grunted as he accepted the bottle. “Now, introduce yourself and maybe summon a shirt since you’re half naked and not even an appealing naked at that.”

The witch singer giggled, and it held all those wonderful notes of a perfect concerto. For a moment, Kirk completely forgot why he was there. Even the air around her seemed to shimmer.

“Bridget, darling,” Martin murmured. “Why don’t you take Firefox in and get him comfortable while I take care of our guest?”

The witch spun and gave Martin a kiss that had Kirk’s ears turning red before she whispered something against the other man’s lips and vanished. The moment she disappeared, Kirk remembered how to breathe then took a step back.

Raking a hand through his hair, he stared at the other warlock. “Holy hell.”

“And all mine,” Martin reminded him, even as a little fireball began to dance on his fingertips.
Long, Heather. Magic and Mayhem: The Witched Away Bride (Kindle Worlds Novella) (The Witch Singer Book 3) (Kindle Locations 311-347). Kindle Worlds. Kindle Edition.

This tale takes a delightful turn as Kirk and Gigi meet for the first time, although he doesn’t know it at the time she is responsible for the disappearing brides. A fun romp through various shops for a wedding dress and so much more as she and Kirk find romance.

Full of snark, laughs, love and lessons for everyone. This is a thoroughly delightful quick read.

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Heather Long  Heather Long

USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.

From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.

When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.

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It’s Here! Cowboys Forgive – Cowboys of Nirvana Book 8 by Rhonda Lee Carver

Cowboys Forgive
Cowboys of Nirvana
Rhonda Lee Carver


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Taking a dirt bath off a bull lands Jace Jackson into the hands of beautiful, smart, sexy country singer Jessa Garvey. In pain and loopy on pain meds, he has no clue he’s flirting with her, and making a big damn fool of himself. Back in high school she rejected him, and although years have passed, sometimes a cowboy can’t forget. When Miss Priss invades his space at Nirvana, he decides to give her a dose of her own medicine and puts her to work mucking stalls. That’ll teach her…

Or will it?

Trading her guitar for a shovel, Jessa is out to prove to Jace that she isn’t the same person she was as a teenager. As far as she’s concerned, he’ll forgive her even if it kills her, or lands her hot and willing in bed with the dangerously handsome cowboy.

She’s in deep.

Forgiveness is granted, but she isn’t prepared for the choices she must make. Has she changed enough? Does the sliver of selfishness remain?

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Jessa is a star, tired from tour after tour she needs a break. Never in a million years did she expect to run into the boy, now a man, who years ago asked her to prom. She had turned him down and her friends had laughed but she didn’t come to his defense.

Jace retired from rodeo, is a Nirvana Cowboy. He agreed to do this rodeo for charity. While seeking refuge from fans he literally runs into Jessa. To avoid the twittering following him, he gives her one amazing kiss.

A successful ride on a bull named Suicide leaves him with a bunch of bruised ribs and a twisted knee. Drugged he mistakes Jessa for staff due to her disguise and the antics drew quite a few chuckles from me. As the pain meds fully kick in he loses his balance and falls on her.

This is a favorite scene.

“What do you do here?”


He pointed to her hat. “Staff.”

Before she could answer, his eyes rolled and he bobbed back and forth, then moaned. Just as she suspected, she was no resistance against his weight. Together they sprawled to the floor with him laying on top of her, pinning her underneath his unconscious body. Her legs were spread wide with him nestled in between. “Jace?”


“Hello? Yoo-hoo!” She tapped him on the shoulder. This time she received a deep snore in response.

Oh no. I’m trapped.

She tried pushing him to the side, but he was too heavy. His snoring grew louder, tickling her ear drum. Her limbs were quickly falling asleep. And if this position wasn’t enough to throw her for a loop, his hand came up and grasped her breast. It wasn’t humiliation skittering through her body, but instead was a reminder that she was a woman who craved a man’s touch. A woman who found this cowboy sexy and amazingly virile.

This was the closest she’d been with a man in a very long time.

He jerked and she looked down. He was staring up at her. “Jessa? That’s you,” he mumbled. “You, snob, you. I didn’t like your prom dress.

She froze. So, he does recognize me. Although he was talking out of his head.

“You’re cozy,” he said against her chest.

Jessa knew she should be doing her best to get the brawny man off her body, but she found it quite entertaining. And she had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time she saw Jace Jackson, not if she could help it.
Rhonda Lee Carver. Cowboy’s Forgive (Kindle Locations 415-427). Kindle Edition.

Jessa decides to vacation at Nirvana, requesting Jace as her cowboy. Then the fun begins.

Sexy, fun and highly entertaining as these two get down and dirty in more ways than one.

5 Contented Purrs for Rhonda!

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Rhonda lee Carver Rhonda Lee Carver

Rhonda Lee Carver is a published book writer with a collection of print and eBooks under her wing. She is also a freelance editor. Her first book was published with Wild Rose Press in 2010.

She writes everything from contemporary to steamy to paranormal to suspense…you name it, she’s written it. Her specialty is writing men who love to get their hands dirty—hardworking, blue collar, heroes in everyday life.

When Rhonda isn’t crafting edge-of-your-seat, sizzling novels, you’ll find her with her children and husband watching soccer, watching a breathtaking movie, traveling to exotic places (with Bora Bora on her bucket list), doing (or trying) yoga, saving cats and dogs, and finding new ways to keep life interesting.

Rhonda thrives on making her readers happy. She believes life can be a challenge, but reading is a place where fantasy comes to life. Her motto: “Everyone deserves romance—one page at a time.“

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Brotherhood Protectors: Snow SEAL – Kindle Worlds Novella – Guardian Elite Book 4 by KaLyn Cooper

Brotherhood Protectors: Snow SEAL
Guardian Elite Book 4
A Kindle World Novella
KaLyn Cooper


Summer Blurb

Terrorists want her…but so does he.

Isaac believes this personal protection assignment in Big Sky, Montana is going to be filled with skiing novice slopes all day and spending his nights fending off unwanted pursuers of the pampered daughter of two Atlanta physicians. He couldn’t be more wrong. Hannah Kader was an officer in the all-female YPG Battalion in the Syrian Army, and ISIS wants her, preferably alive. The chase isn’t the only thing that heats up when the flint of the former SEAL strikes against the steel of the woman warrior.

Snow SEAL is a Guardian Security crossover with Elle James’s Brotherhood Protectors. If you enjoy heart-pounding, military romance interwoven with sizzling passion, you’ll like the fourth book in this novella series.

Buy this book and let KaLyn Cooper take you on a thrill ride through the Montana mountains.

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Isaac Snow is on his first assignment for Guardian Security. Arriving early in Big Sky he took advantage of the time to do some skiing and visit with friends Hank and Axel. Hank had offered him a job at Brotherhood Protectors, but he really doesn’t want to return to Montana and Guardian is a perfect fit for him.

He has many surprises in store for him when he meets the woman whom he believes to be the pampered daughter of physicians. As he tests her abilities he finds himself more than a little impressed by Hannah Kader. As they get to know each other he finds himself attracted to her and she to him. The struggle to keep everything professional with visual and audio surveillance all over the house is frustrating for them both.

A calm and secure stay is not to be as they are forced from the supposed secure home by ISIS attackers.

A favorite scene is at the end of that altercation.

“I’ve got this,” Hannah said as she shoved him toward the other side. “You just be prepared to shoot if they decide to follow us.” She flung open the front door and threw her bag on the center console then jogged to the back, clumsily shucking off her backpack. Skis, that were as long as her body, made handling the heavy backpack awkward. Isaac didn’t have near as much problem, and shoved hers in on top of his before quietly closing the hatch. No need to advertise their location.

“Where are those tangoes?” Isaac asked in a low, quiet voice.

“They’re spreading out. Closest one is 1,500 feet. He’s tracking you down the trees.” Thankful Guardian Security had his back, Isaac was even more grateful for Alex’s connections at the highest levels. At that moment, they had their own satellite.

As he slid onto the other seat, Hannah was jamming the key into the ignition. “I’ve been told they train SEALs to steady a shot while standing on a boat in the middle of a rolling ocean. I hope you can apply those skills to a moving car.” She opened the roof.

“Brings all new meaning to riding shotgun,” Isaac said as he dug his M4 out of his duffel before shoving it into the back seat.
KaLyn Cooper. Snow SEAL (Kindle Locations 760-769). Kindle Edition.

Thus begins a race to safety and the revelation of why ISIS wants Hannah so badly.

Action packed and steamy this is a story you won’t be able to put down.

5 Contented Purrs for KaLyn!


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KaLyn Cooper   KaLyn Cooper

KaLyn Cooper writes romantic suspense based in fact. Twenty-seven years as a military wife has shown her the world and the men and women who protect it every day. Thirty years in PR taught her fact can be stranger than fiction, but leaves it up to the reader to separate truth from imagination. She and her husband live in Tennessee on their micro-plantation filled with gardens, cattle, quail, and a bird dog. When she’s not writing, she’s at the shooting range or on the river.

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