He’s sworn to protect, and never love again, but will she be the one to breach his walls? My name is Josh Hawke, decorated SEAL and founder of Black Hawke Security. Some might call me arrogant. Women call me cold. Those who truly know me call me dangerous. I’m all those things. My priority is my elite team of former special ops who fulfill our contracts with governments and some of the most powerful people in the world. When a famous rockstar hires us to protect his daughter, it’s just another job. Until I meet Cassy Cartwright and her intense green eyes send a bolt of chemistry ...

Ryder St James has sworn to protect her, no matter the cost. Even if that means his own life. Yet, he never anticipated the steep price he'd pay. I take one look at Savannah Sinclair and remind myself she’s a job. I’m not here to seduce her, as tempting as those full lips and shapely hips are. I’m here to protect her. She’s a diva, if the media are right. They rarely are. She’ll soon learn that despite her wealth and fame I’m now in charge of her life. Every single minute of it. If she wants to stay alive. __ No one tells me what to do. Not my manager. Not the producers. Nor my ...

Shoulder tapped by Black Hawke Security to leave my Special Forces role as a Green Beret, I'm working one day when Trina Thomas walks into my life. Sexy, long limbs stride across the road with breathtaking confidence. I fall in love on the spot. She's not interested. But she will be. Trina has become a delicious challenge. When I learn the sassy stunner doesn't date men in uniform, I'm unfazed. The chemistry between us is scorching hot, so it's just a matter of time before she's moaning my name. When I'm pulled overseas on a black ops mission, and wounded, her barriers cracks. Before I can ...

Will he avenge his family or acknowledge the woman he loves is no longer his enemy? Fifteen years ago, the mafia murdered my family. I’m Connor Barrett - the most powerful man in NYC. I fund politicians, sleep with beautiful women and my enemies don’t know I exist. Yet. I’ve been single-minded in my revenge until a woman with sinful curves pours a drink down the front of my Armani tux. When I learn her surname and discover she is a mafia princess, I have a decision to make. Use her or toss her. But I’m not keeping her. When I agree to become her fake fiancé to get close to her ...

I was his toy to do with as he pleased. And he did, while my mother watched. My saving grace was the day he sent me to boarding school. Years later, my mother died leaving me with family money my controlling father couldn't touch. It bought me my freedom. I did the rest, becoming powerful in my own right, hungry for revenge. Now he's remarrying a woman half his age and I'm going to take her from him. Just as he took my innocence. It was a sound plan until I locked her away, and she refused to obey me. The moment Kyra lifted her chin defiantly, and I stared down into her icy blue eyes, lust ...