Need for Speed is the continuation of Solo and Panther’s story and should only be heard after book one, Danger Zone. 

Reckless, arrogant, and bold, Solo is as known in the US Navy for his bad-boy reputation as he is for his skills as a fighter pilot. It’s a surprise to his peers, then, when he’s chosen to train and compete at the most prestigious naval aviation academy in the world. Disciplined, smart, and confident, Panther can’t afford not to play by the rules. As the son of a top Navy commander, all eyes are on him, and being anything less than number one is unacceptable.

Sometimes your life is split by a single decision. I've spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: He left, and I didn't follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them. But now he's back. I barely recognize the man he's become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid. Maybe if he'd come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice.

My job as a SEAL has always been to go in and save the day. But even heroes fall. Even heroes make mistakes. My only saving grace was Gin Sullivan. My knockout best friend who wasn’t afraid to tell me the truth even when it hurt. She’d pick me up when I was wallowing in my own stupidity. It wasn’t hard for me to fall for her. Any man would. She was beautiful. She was smart. She was everything I’d ever wanted. I had plans to tell her that, squash the pining we’d both done for two years.

Give a SEAL an inch, and he’ll take your heart. For almost a year, Shelby has lusted over swoon-worthy Garrett, but she can’t figure out why he’s not interested...until she overhears him saying she’s too vanilla for his taste. When a heat wave sends the sexy Navy SEAL into her bakery, she finally has the opportunity to show him exactly what he’s missing....

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm a hunter; I shoot to kill. That's what the military taught me, and now I protect my brothers in the Bad Disciples MC. But when I meet Kylie, a physical therapist at the VA, I don't need protection. Ever. Her beautiful body curves in every direction; she knows how to stretch herself to meet my needs. Kylie has her own demons though: an ex with a tendency for hitting women. And there is no way in hell I'm gonna let that motherf--ker put his hands on her again. Or her son Carter. I'll protect them both with my life. Because they're my family now.  

After years of estrangement, Mercedes Laughlin has finally reconciled with her older brother. It should be the happiest time of her life, getting to know Truck and his new wife...and it would be, if an ex wasn’t causing her trouble. Add in Truck’s boss, Colonel Colton Robinson, an amazingly distracting man whom she met under embarrassing circumstances, and Macie’s got a bit more on her plate than she can handle.

Ex-fighter pilot Logan Reid is exactly the kind of man I despise. He’s a cocky jet jock, a former Navy Blue Angel, and full of all the arrogance that comes with being the best of the best. I’m an ex-Zoomie, an Air Force tanker pilot. The rivalry between our sister services is nothing compared to that between fighter jocks and tanker pilots. We’re bitter rivals, and I’m low-man (woman) on the totem pole.  

Rain pelted my face as I pushed through the roar of the storm. Deep in the belly of Mexico, my team and I were on the hunt. One of the cartel’s mules flipped and wanted a ticket to freedom. The information they held could be our game-changer. Returning home to a civilian lifestyle was always an adjustment, even if it was temporary. However, a chance encounter with Catalina Mandas made that transition a little bit easier. She was sweet, sexy, feisty, and saw me for who I was. She completely captivated me. But Catalina warned me that her past and mine could never coexist.

After watching his teammates settle down one by one, Navy SEAL Jackson Ramsey is ready to say goodbye to the single life. He’s met a woman who intrigues him, challenges him, and turns him right on - Mia Weldrick, the funny, beautiful gardener he can’t wait to get to know better. Problem is, Mia isn’t interested in dating him, which means it’s time for Jackson to unleash his Texas charm and do some serious wooing.

Once, I was nothing. Hungry, abandoned, wandering, and alone. An adolescent street rat fighting for crumbs. Then a chance encounter changed my entire world. A man in an expensive suit asked me how much my life was worth. I didn't have an answer because I didn't know. He asked if I thought it was worth killing for. Impulsively, I said yes.... He found me, then fostered me, and, in the interim, turned me into a killing machine.

As a sniper in the military, I shot on sight. But now, the only thing I have eyes for is Brooklyn, the new bartender at PJ's. Her curvy hips, those pouty lips; I want to touch every inch of her skin. I'll bend her over my bike and show her how a Bad Disciple really rides. But Brooklyn is hiding something - a secret that could rip us and the club apart. I killed her brother overseas. And now it haunts me in our streets. I’ll convince Brooklyn to stay with me. I never miss a target, and this time the bullseye is her heart.  

It was one freaking kiss with a stranger. I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life. He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation. We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos. Blew apart everything. My dating disaster? Gone. Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling. His mistake? Oh, boy. Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancée. Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.  

Van Overton had given years of service to his country. He'd paid his dues and he no longer needed to put his life on the line. He could live out the rest of his days doing what he did best - making money from inside the heart of the world's fastest paced financial system. Allie James had wished time and again for something - anything - to happen just so she didn't have to open another eviction notice. She adored the hustle and bustle of the city, her cozy apartment in a good neighborhood, and the rugged looking man across the hall wasn't half bad to look at either.