SEALed WITH A KISS Box Set
Anthology of
8 Navy SEAL novellas by New York Times, USA Today and award-winning bestselling
authors: Marliss Melton, Gennita Low, Teresa Reasor, Elle James, Delilah
Devlin, Stephanie Tyler, J.M. Madden and Sharon Hamilton
CODE OF SILENCE by Award-winning Internationally Bestselling author Marliss Melton:
Navy SEAL Vinny DeInnocentis has no idea his news reporter wife is keeping secrets. With her hard-won reputation for rooting out corruption, Ophelia can’t let a little thing like her unexpected pregnancy get in the way of exposing Pennsylvania’s lieutenant governor for the liar he is. But will her quest to publicize the truth — and her shocking discovery that her target is far more dangerous than she imagined — cost her more than she ever thought she’d lose?
SEAL MY DESTINY by New York Times and USA/Today Bestselling Author Sharon Hamilton:
Back from a horrible tour, Navy SEAL Luke Paulsen has a chance encounter with a woman who begins to unthaw his troubled soul. Deciding he’s too damaged, he begs off further entanglement, but then meets her again a month later at a family wedding, where the unavoidable attraction pulls them together as never before. Will their love be enough to heal them both for a chance at a Happily Ever After?
HOLDING ON by New York Times Bestselling author Stephanie Tyler:
(a novella set in the Hold series - originally published in SEAL of My Dreams altho) Jamie Michaels is an FBI Agent, married to a Navy SEAL…and about to give birth while her husband’s deployed. Navy SEAL Chris Waldron’s been on some impossible missions before, but getting home in time for the birth of his son might prove to be the toughest–and most rewarding mission of all.
WARRIOR by Bestselling author Gennita Low:
On a covert operation with his SEAL team, Lucas Branson bumps into his love interest, Kit Ling Harrison, who is overseas with her media team interviewing victims of war. Things get interesting when he and Kit end up on an unexpected road trip. Chasing vehicles, avoiding RPGs, singing silly songs, and falling in love ensue.
SEAL's DESIRE by USA Today Bestselling author Elle James:
Back from deployment, Navy SEAL Remy LaDue's planned Valentine's Day date with NCIS agent Mitchell Sanders runs amuck when he finds her undercover as a sexy stripper at a local lounge. Remy and his team join forces with Mitchell to find a missing woman and discover a human trafficking organization in the darkest heart of Virginia Beach.
SEAL's LOST DREAM by USA Today Bestselling
author JM Madden
Former Navy SEAL K9 handler Joe Flynn lost his dog in the war and doesn’t want anything to do with animals, but every stray in Denver seems to head his way. Luckily for him, the luscious veterinarian Willow James doesn’t mind taking care of everything he finds. She even seems willing to take him on with all his ghosts, but is he ready to let them go for her?
Former Navy SEAL K9 handler Joe Flynn lost his dog in the war and doesn’t want anything to do with animals, but every stray in Denver seems to head his way. Luckily for him, the luscious veterinarian Willow James doesn’t mind taking care of everything he finds. She even seems willing to take him on with all his ghosts, but is he ready to let them go for her?
BREAKING FREE by Bestselling author Teresa Reasor
When her brother Brett is attacked and left for dead, Zoe Weaver and Lieutenant Adam 'Hawk' Yazzie work together to discover if one of his SEAL teammates is responsible for his injuries. But will loyalties forged on the battlefield prove more binding than the truth? Or their love?
MUTINY'S BOUNTY by USA Today Bestselling author Delilah Devlin:
Interested only in experiencing an adrenaline-packed adventure first-hand to give her credo when she books her clients’ adventure vacations, Lace McElhannon finds more excitement than she can handle when she meets and falls into bed with ex-SEAL Dex Haygood. Fresh from protecting transport ships from Somali pirates, Dex figures his latest job will be a cakewalk, until he finds himself in deep water, swimming with sharks and trying to protect Lace when the yacht they’re sailing on is taken.
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ABOUT THE AUTHORS:
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Marliss Melton: My
greatest blessing was to grow up overseas without any television time. Sure, I
missed out on The Waltons and Saturday morning cartoons, but how many kids get
to ride on the back of an elephant, eat candied ants, visit every museum and
chateaux in Paris, or track tigers in northern Thailand? As the youngest of
four daughters, I had the example of my brilliant sisters, who read
voraciously, and I bypassed Nancy Drew to read every book in the Hardy Boys
series. (That was the first indication of my fascination for male heroes). By
the sixth grade, I’d discovered Victoria Holt and moved back to the United
States . I wrote my first book—a wretched historical novel—when I was thirteen.
Two teenage years in Houston, Texas, saw me reading Harlequin romances and
writing several more books.
I’ve always been an over-achiever,
with so many interests it was frustrating to have to choose just one career. I
could have been an opera singer—but no. I excelled in language and for many
years taught high school English, Spanish, and then Linguistics at the College
of William and Mary, my alma mater.
But my first love, writing romance,
remained a dream for decades. I wrote throughout my twenties and early
thirties, completing more manuscripts, getting really serious with agents and
publishers, etc. Danger’s Promise, a medieval romance, was finally published in
2002, becoming a RITA finalist for Best First Book. Since then, I’ve discovered
that military romance is my best fit. I’ve been the wife of an Army officer,
who died young, and my husband now is retired Navy.
My personal life is frankly hectic.
We have six children between us, ranging in age from 8 years to 24 years old.
Most of “the olders” still have one foot in the nest. But I always find time
for my loyal readers, so feel free to introduce yourself to me, as I have to
you.
Website:
http://www.marlissmelton.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/marlissm
Sharon Hamilton: Sharon’s award-winning almost-erotic
Navy SEAL stories of the SEAL Brotherhood, have consistently made best sellers
lists and review sites. Her characters follow a spicy road to redemption
through passion and true love.
Her Golden Vampires of Tuscany are
not like any vamps you’ve read before, since they don’t have to go to ground
and can walk around in the full light of the sun.
Her Guardian Angels struggle with the
human charges they are sent to save, often escaping their vanilla world of
Heaven for the brief human one. You won’t find any of these beings in any
Sunday school class.
She lives in Sonoma County,
California with her husband, and two Dobermans. A lifelong organic gardener,
when she’s not writing, she’s getting vera vera dirty in the mud, or wandering
Farmer’s Markets looking for new Heirloom varieties of vegetables and flowers.
Website:
http://www.sharonhamiltonauthor.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/sharonlhamilton
Stephanie Tyler: New York Times Bestselling author Stephanie Tyler writes what she
loves to read - romantic suspense novels starring military heroes and
paranormal romance novels novels starring warrior heroes, all complete with
happy endings. She also co-writes as Sydney Croft. She lives in New York with her husband, her kids and her
crazy Weimaraner, Gus.
Website:
http://stephanietyler.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/StephanieTyler
Elle James: Elle was born on Fairchild Air Force
Base, Spokane, Washington to parents who taught her the value of hard work. She
grew up as a military brat moving from place to place, alas, only stateside in
lovely places like Glasgow, Montana, Abilene, Texas and various places in
California and Washington.Elle got her creative streak from her talented artist
mother, her tenacity from her wonderful father and her inspiration from her
writing buddy and delightful sister, Delilah Devlin.
In 2004, Elle left her successful
career as an Information Technology Manager to pursue writing full time. She
loves escaping into her stories, learning and growing with each character and
plot. She writes because she likes to experience and evoke all the emotions
from happy to sad, funny to frightening. She digs them all!
At home in Northwest Arkansas, Elle
is busy writing tales of murder and suspense for Harlequin Intrigue. Her first
Harlequin, BENEATH THE TEXAS MOON, was released in March 2006 and was a
Romantic Times Top Pick for the month! She 's written numerous Intrigues since
and is now writing for Harlequin Nocturne as well. Stay tuned for more from
Elle James!
Website:
http://www.ellejames.com/
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/ellejamesauthor
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/MylaJacksonAuth
JM Madden: I am a wife and mother of two. I am a stay at home writer, which I dearly
love, and I recently added the title USA Today Bestselling author to my
moniker.
I was a Deputy Sheriff in Ohio for nine years,
and I found myself tapping that experience as I wrote Second Time Around, my
very first book. No, I didn’t tackle and cuff my husband, although there was
that time in K-mart… Anyway, it was quite a change going from writing technical
reports with diagrams, witness statements, inventories, etc., that would stand
up in court to writing contemporary romance. I’ve always written, though, and it
was always a dream to do something with that huge, leaning stack of spiral
bound notebooks.
I’ve now published 13 books, with
many more on the way. I thank you so much for taking an interest in my work!
Website:
http://www.jmmadden.com/
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/jmmaddenauthor
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/authorjmmadden
Gennita Low:
Jenn, as everyone calls her, likes to keep things simple. That's why she runs a roofing construction business, teaches, writes and does her own business taxes eight days a week. She considers herself a multi-cultural and well-rounded person. Workers leave her alone when she starts yelling at them in Chinese and Malay. She also studies German and Russian because she can't pronounce French very well. The most boring and interesting thing she ever did was translating documents from various languages into English, giving her an opportunity to see many countries. Having traveled extensively in her twenties, she now spends her thirties quietly with six noisy dogs.
Jenn, as everyone calls her, likes to keep things simple. That's why she runs a roofing construction business, teaches, writes and does her own business taxes eight days a week. She considers herself a multi-cultural and well-rounded person. Workers leave her alone when she starts yelling at them in Chinese and Malay. She also studies German and Russian because she can't pronounce French very well. The most boring and interesting thing she ever did was translating documents from various languages into English, giving her an opportunity to see many countries. Having traveled extensively in her twenties, she now spends her thirties quietly with six noisy dogs.
Website:
http://www.gennita-low.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/Gennita
Teresa Reasor: My name is Teresa Reasor. My husband, Danny, and I have been
married for thirty-eight years. We have three grown children and now have
a new son-in-law and a new daughter-in-law.
I'm a writer, an artist, a teacher
and I also sing.
I’ve retired from my full time
position as a primary art teacher after 21 and 1/2 years. I've
retired from my position as an adjunct professor after 10 years.
I have a Masters Degree in Education
and am certified in Art Education K-12 and9-12 in English. I'm
a member of I'm a member of Romance Writers of America, KOD the Mystery
Suspense chapter of RWA, the Smoky Mountain Romance Writers, Celtic Hearts, and
Hearts Through History Romance Writers. I've served for four years as Treasurer
of the Kentucky Romance Writers and two years as President.
I’m also the Treasurer for the
Mountain Heritage Artisans Guild. And have prints and original art work that I
do and sell.
My hobbies include writing, painting,
singing, crocheting, quilling, making cards, and traveling.
Website:
http://www.teresareasor.com/
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/teresa.reasor
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/teresareasor
Delilah Devlin: Until recently, award-winning romance author Delilah Devlin lived in
South Texas at the intersection of two dry creeks, surrounded by sexy cowboys
in Wranglers. These days, she’s missing the wide-open skies and starry nights
but loving her dark forest in Central Arkansas, with its eccentric characters
and isolation—the better to feed her hungry muse!
For Delilah, the greatest sin is
driving between the lines, because it’s comfortable and safe. Her personal
journey has taken her through one war and many countries, cultures, jobs, and
relationships to bring her to the place where she is now—writing sexy adventures
that hold more than a kernel of autobiography and often share a common thread
of self-discovery and transformation.
Delilah Devlin is a prolific and
award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance with a rapidly expanding
reputation for writing deliciously edgy stories with complex characters.
Whether creating dark, erotically-charged paranormal worlds or richly
descriptive historical stories that ring with authenticity, Delilah
Devlin “pens in uncharted territory that will leave the readers
breathless and hungering for more…” (Paranormal Reviews) Ms. Devlin
has published over 100 erotic stories in multiple genres and lengths.
She is published by
Atria/Strebor, Avon, Berkley, Black Lace, Cleis Press, Ellora’s Cave,
Harlequin Spice, Kensington, Running Press, and Samhain Publishing.
Website:
http://www.delilahdevlin.com/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/DelilahDevlin
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Chapter 1
Navy SEAL Luke Paulsen had that dream again.
Her red lips felt like tiny pillows against his cool mouth.
Though he was buried in his Afghan dugout bunk, he could feel the delicate
vibration of her moan as her lust for him whispered things. Unmentionable
things. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t recall her words. He could
only remember the heat washing over him as she breathed life into him. Again.
Like she did every night.
A sharp crack of gunfire forced him to open his eyes. He
caught a glimpse of Carson’s frightened face in profile just before the young
Marine caught a round in the chest that ripped through him, between his
shoulder blades. In a graceful dance Luke had seen all too often, Carson fell
into his arms and he watched the youngster’s life bleed out onto the sandy pit
and all over his boots. He held Carson’s clear blue gaze, and, without saying a
word, told him he’d see him again one day as he witnessed the young Marine’s
passage from his arms into the arms of death..
The boy’s eyes remained open and fixed after his soul had departed.
A split second later, Luke remembered who he was and why he
was here. A day’s ride by donkey from anywhere. He lifted the tiny mirror on a
wire, the sun to his back.
Still clutching the body of the lifeless Marine, he traced
the trajectory of the round that had killed his young apprentice, and caught
the glint of dark blue steel disappearing into a blackened doorway. Laying the
Marine down gently, he picked up his H&K MP5, counted to five while he
clicked the safety once. Before he saw the barrel of the ragman’s rifle again,
he fired off several rounds which landed exactly ten inches above the
protuberance, and then saw the red spray of a kill.
Was it wrong that the color of the spray reminded him of her
crimson lips? That he died a thousand little deaths with each of her kisses?
His dreams were stealing his present.
A week later, SO Luke Paulsen watched the sun pour itself
into the horizon on one of San Diego’s white sand beaches. The afterglow felt
good. So did the blush on his face from the three beers. He usually drank with
the rest of his SEAL Team 3. But this last DT, Dissociative Tour, in
Afghanistan had honored him with a cadre of young Marines eager to prove
themselves, including Carson, the medic-in-training.
But Carson had drawn a different card and had taken the short
flight to heaven while his body took the long flight home. Luke raised his
long-necked IPA to the sunset and toasted the kid.
“To all the young hearts you won’t break,” he whispered to
the soothing waves and the sunset.
It was a d**ned shame. He believed Carson would have made an
excellent doctor.
Luke heard laughter as two lovelies in shorts ran past him to
splash in the surf. Slender, tanned legs kicked droplets of white foam into the
air. He loved watching the girls’ carefree spirit, just being goofy and lacking
an ounce of self-consciousness. He couldn’t help but smile.
The dark-haired girl, the one with the cut off, inside-out
sweatshirt that showed her muscled midriff, stopped and turned to face Luke.
Her brown eyes were set wide apart over a thin nose that led to full lips that
were stained bright red. She licked those lips and pushed her chocolate brown
hair from her forehead, exposing a delicious ridge of little worry lines on an
otherwise smooth and flawless forehead. She cocked her head at a tiny angle and
waved in that embarrassed way her mother must have told her never to do.
Especially to a strange sailor sitting alone on the beach with empty beer
bottles at his feet.
Luke waved back, using the same three middle fingers she
used, sending his communication off with a shy smile. He imitated the angle of
her head and felt the dangerous curiosity and wonder of their chance meeting.
He wanted her in the worst way.
The blonde was pulling her friend, gesturing to a spot down
the beach, but the dark-haired girl wasn’t having any of it. Luke’s unspoken
message clearly had touched her, and the golden tethers of his thoughts drew
her to him, just as if he had special powers. It was lovely when that happened.
He could almost believe in the supernatural, like those paranormal guys his
sister read about in her romance novels.
The exquisite young thing with the well-defined legs came to
within striking distance. If he wanted to—and h*ll, yes, he wanted to in the
worst way—he could reach out and bring her into his arms. And he could tell she
wouldn’t resist. But it would be so much better if he showed a little
restraint.
Those who wait? What
was that saying?
No matter. Luke felt the confusing enchantment like vamps did
in those books. It was a pleasant fantasy. Let her have her way with him. Yes. He could tell she felt she had a
date with destiny.
I can be your destiny
for one night, darlin’.
She disposed of her friend with a sharp command and, alone
now, stepped closer to Luke. “You look like you could use some company,” she
said as she swung her upper torso from side to side. Her feet had planted
themselves in the sand and he watched her pink nail polish peek out between the
grains.
Lady, you have lovely
toes.
But she’d asked a question that needed an answer.
“That depends,” he was stunned at the joy it gave him let his
eyes walk slowly up her body, every lovely inch, heightened by the knowledge
that she let him. He watched the tops of her breasts quiver under the cotton
sweatshirt. He’d learn to assess subtle changes in body language and heart
rate. He noticed the blush in her cheeks and the red blotches on her chest just
below the delicate V at the top of her breastbone. His eyes roamed over her
quivering chest again and he smiled. He couldn’t wait to hear her response.
“Depends on what?” she asked. Her brown eyes mirrored truths
he wasn’t sure he’d divulged to himself.
“If it’s complicated,” he said. “I like uncomplicated.” He was telling her something he was trying to
convince himself he believed.
She took a sudden brief inhale, her gaze quickly diverted to
the ocean, giving him a full-pour look at her upper torso, every curve and dip
until he thought perhaps he could even taste her skin. What Luke saw in profile
was a strong, handsome woman with a body made for hard loving, and who was
unafraid.
Then she turned back and faced him fully. Her body dropped to
her knees in front of him so quickly he thought perhaps she’d suddenly gotten
ill. “I don’t do uncomplicated,” she whispered.
“I like it complicated, and
rich. I like entangled. I like feeling everything and being sorely missed when
I’m gone.”
She didn’t physically touch him, but she had mated with a
part of his body that was rarely visited.
His soul.
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