BOOK DESCRIPTION Chance Sinclair…Alpha. Navy SEAL. A hero. Until the awful day he loses his heart. Seeking refuge, Chance trades his former life as one of America’s finest for solitude in the mountains of Northern Montana. All is well until the wintry night he finds a nearly frozen woman in an icy pond. She’s not breathing, and he detects no sign of life. But his heart goes out to her. She had no business being on his mountain; she sure as hell isn’t going to die on it. Suede Tennyson... America’s latest spoiled brat celebrity. A train wreck waiting to happen. Now, after waking up in a stranger’s warm bed, she can’t name a single person who cares whether she lives or dies. Well, except for the idiot who saved her, and once he realizes who she is and what she’s done, he’ll hate her too. That’s the way this world works; everyone uses everyone else. Miserable to her core, Suede finds herself praying for maybe just…One. Last. Chance.

BOOK DESCRIPTION Pagan Sinclair… Former Navy SEAL. One of America’s forgotten heroes. Baby Brother… Just when Pagan thinks he's good with the risky life of a black operator, he gets an assignment to delete Vicki Hex. The most lethal hitwoman in history, Miss Hex is also a good friend’s sister. Pagan can’t just end her, not without knowing who’s behind her kill order. That’s not who he is or how he works. Oh, hell no… Vicki Hex… Mafia assassin. Sassy dominatrix. Keeper of secrets… Vicki’s not proud of her lethal kill record, but she’d end every last one of those mobsters again if she could. Known for winging—not killing—first responders, she wakes up one particularly dark night in a shallow grave west of Chicago. There aren’t many guys or gals brave enough to end her. Too bad for them that she’s still alive. And now she’s mad…