SEAL TEAM ALPHA
He never forgot the kiss. She never meant to give it.
Sent to Rio de Janeiro for a leadership conference led by a former SEAL, Zorro and his elite team are also slated to train with Brazil’s infamous BOPE special forces. But the mission shifts when the International Conference on Surgery, Anesthesiology, and Trauma puts him face-to-face with Dr. Everly Quinn—the brilliant, infuriating woman whose lips brushed his in a hospital in the Philippines… when he was unconscious.
Everly didn’t expect to see Zorro again, and certainly not in Brazil. The memory of that night has haunted her—a moment of grief and reckless tenderness she’s tried to forget. Especially when men like him, special forces operators, are the very reason her husband is dead.
But when terrorists attack the hotel and Zorro’s team becomes the only thing standing between chaos and survival, Everly is forced to confront the truth: not all warriors are the enemy. And not all hearts stay locked forever.
As danger closes in, the line between duty and desire blurs. For Zorro, every step closer to Everly risks reopening old wounds. For Everly, loving him may mean facing the pain she’s buried for too long. Can they overcome the past—or will the war between them destroy any chance of healing?
SEAL TEAM TIER 1
They’re hunting ghost ships off the Portuguese coast. But the real danger is the one they can’t outrun—each other.
Carter “Boomer” Finley’s Tier 1 team is sent to Lisbon under a temporary memorandum with MAOC-N, the multinational task force tracking a terrifying new risk: fentanyl-laced ghost vessels slipping through international waters undetected. When the U.S. Coast Guard uncovers intel linking these ships to mobile sea labs carrying weaponized narcotics—and with American ports facing the same fate—Boomer and his team are invited not just to assist, but to hunt, interdict, and eliminate the global threat.
But they’re not alone.
The UK’s elite Special Boat Service is already in play—and cooperation isn’t exactly in their DNA. Now Boomer is stuck sharing ops with a squad of sharp-tongued Brits led by a smooth, smug operative who seems a little too familiar with Detective Taylor Hoffman, the mission’s no-nonsense MAOC liaison.
Taylor doesn’t cross professional lines… well, almost. He texted her once. Then Boomer never showed. Duty called. Probably for the best—getting involved would’ve crossed too many lines. Still, she couldn’t help feeling like she’d dodged a bullet. A tall, charming, Southern-accented bullet with killer aim.
So, it’s all business with him. With the Brits. If only she could deal with a man who makes her pulse do things it absolutely shouldn’t. But Lisbon is heating up fast, and the deeper they go, the more she’s forced to trust Boomer—with her mission, her safety, and maybe even her heart.
With mass casualties looming, international politics flaring, and a rivalry brewing hotter than a Lisbon summer, Boomer and Taylor must navigate betrayal, deception, and a chemistry neither of them can ignore.
Because in the oldest harbor in Europe, the tide is turning—and if they can’t stop it, the whole damn world might drown.
BRAWLER
SEAL TEAM EAST
A mission to recover lost weapons. A redhead running through the jungle. And one SEAL about to lose his mind.
The SEAL team is deployed to the Ecuadorian jungle to locate the crash site of an unmanned aerial vehicle—and the Marine chopper that went down searching for it. Somewhere in the dense rainforest are Hellfire missiles. American weapons. They cannot fall into the wrong hands.
But before they reach the wreckage, they stumble across something unexpected: a young redhead, barefoot and furious, running from armed men.
Soon-to-be-Dr. Emily Shade is a Zoology graduate student studying jaguars. At twenty-six, she’s pocket-sized, sharp-tongued, and utterly determined to finish her dissertation—even if drug runners and military "Neanderthals" keep getting in the way. Especially the one who keeps calling her Red and little lady like he’s auditioning for a cowboy movie.
Petty Officer Brawler doesn’t have time for distractions. Especially not the five-foot-two firecracker with a temper, a pixie grin, and a habit of arguing with him in the middle of a tactical op. She’s not his type. She’s trouble. So why is his K9 partner, Beast, suddenly obsessed with her?
Beast fell in love at first sight. Now Brawler’s stuck with two creatures under his command who won’t listen to reason—and both of them seem dead set on dragging him straight into danger.
Unable to extract her safely, the team is forced to bring her along. But in the jungle, with threats closing in and chemistry running hot, Brawler’s about to find out that some missions are more personal than others.
