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Lieutenant Commander Mick Riley, a member of the fabled SEAL Team Six, can't pull his eyes from Lacey Owens at the funeral of his mentor. Yet she is the type of woman he wants to avoid-the kind that gets him thinking about settling down, spawning kids, and finding lower-mortality employment. Lacey has her own reasons for avoiding Mick. Tired of living in the shadow of her financial mogul sister, this real estate agent has tossed ethics aside to succeed in today's beleaguered housing market. Her no-fail plan to land lucrative listings?

Mason Adler: Hot. Cocky. Sugarcoated Bad Boy. The type of man who knocks the big "O" clear to the front of the alphabet every time. Wrap up that eight-pack with Navy khakis and top it off with a shiny SEAL Trident, the kind that makes the girls swoon. That's Mason. My best friend. For me, he's off limits. Now that I've finished college, I need to focus on my writing career. And without his help, I don't stand a chance. But I need something from him. Something only he can give me.

When Maeve said goodbye to Jack 8 years ago after a weekend fling, she never expected that he'd return to her life and wind up the best man in the wedding of her friends, Mick and Lacey. But a lot has happened in the years they've been apart - just enough to make a relationship with him impossible. If she can resist temptation for just six more weeks, her secrets will be safe....

Since graduating from college, I've been juggling two jobs while fostering abandoned dogs, with my sights set on opening a rescue kennel. I'll do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means fighting back my cravings for the man who's been fueling my fantasies since I got my first taste of him in a hotel elevator. This guy is too full of secrets. Dark ones, hidden behind his ice blue eyes. Secrets of his Special Ops past and of a billionaire family that employs half our town. He won't let me into his world, and it's for the best.

There's a hot billionaire in the carpool line that has every mom putting on her lipstick before she drops her kid off to school. Me included. But I can't be tempted by a body hewn from granite or eyes that could melt the polar ice caps...because that hot billionaire is also my boss, Ryan Sheridan.

Stein Adler: The first time I saw him, he was splitting logs like my filthiest lumberjack fantasy. A Delta Force hero with a heart of gold . . . hidden behind pecs that should be sculpted in marble. And then there's that eight-pack that renders me speechless as I stare at him from behind a bush during my vacation. He's not what I'm looking for. Really. A fling with Stein is the polar opposite of the calm, peaceful week I planned when I booked this trip. His piercing eyes are full of secrets that should make me run for cover.

Desperate to shake herself free from the humiliation of a very public divorce, TV financial correspondent Vi Owens makes a deal with a Navy SEAL commander who can wipe her slate clean: one date in the public eye. One night of unrivaled temptation. No strings attached. Just weeks before he deploys, Captain Joe Shey can't resist the intriguing offer from the sister-in-law of a fellow SEAL. As commander of the teams in Little Creek, however, there's something he'll need in return....

Twenty-four-year-old Bess Foster has a three-year-old daughter she cherishes, friends she adores, and an Army Ranger she's been fantasizing about for nearly four years. But she also has a past that haunts her: an abusive ex-boyfriend she fled from to protect her child. She thought that she was free of him...until she saw his face again.

As the young widow of a soldier, the sister of a Navy SEAL commander, and the business partner of a handful of tempting SEALs, Becca Shey-Corridan knows all too well that those sexy-as-sin uniforms can come with a lot of heartache. Now, she prefers a simpler life, focusing on raising her son and running the ice cream shop she and her late husband once dreamed of opening together when he retired from the military. She has no interest in falling for another Army officer . . . until a chance meeting in the woods with Delta Force squadron commander Liam Carter changes her life forever.

Bridget Needham knows first-hand how a Special Ops man can shatter a girl's heart. She's still kicking herself over the one that got away after watching him propose to someone else. After giving up her career to reopen her aunt's struggling bed-and-breakfast, the last thing she needs is a sexy SEAL showing up on her doorstep—especially when the secrets of her past still threaten to keep her from holding onto love.

Desperate to save her coffeehouse from ruin, the last thing Leia Bellamy needs in her life is a man . . . especially when it's the same one who deserted her after their shotgun wedding when she was twenty years old. But eight years have passed, and the young ensign she loved is now a hardened warrior and Navy SEAL, Lieutenant Aidan MacDermott.

When former Navy SEAL Maddox Kerry sweeps Bridget Needham off her feet, slips a ring on her finger, and talks about "forever," her life should be a fairy tale romance. But a mysterious envelope hidden away in a wall threatens to shatter Bridget's happily ever after. Maddox has pulled off plenty of rescues in his time with the SEALs. But as the minutes count down to their impending wedding, can he save Bridget from letting her past destroy her future?

I should be immune to a man like Dax. Tall, dark, and deadly . . . quite literally with that sexy Army Ranger scroll on his uniform. But I know firsthand the headache, the worry, the grief that can come with a Special Ops guy like him. And I'll have no part of it. Even after Dax starts living in the extra room in my house. Even when he greets me in the morning, showcasing those glorious pecs-of-perfection before I've even had my coffee. Even when I find out that the man behind that devilish grin is ten times as tempting as his flawless form.

When matchmaker Freya Hansen-Adler is inspired by the holiday spirit, she'll stop at nothing to see former Navy SEAL Harris and single mom Ava get the happily ever after they deserve . . . I set the bar pretty low when it comes to the holidays. I have to. As a Navy officer, I spend plenty of them far from anyplace I'd call "home" . . . sometimes getting shot like I did on my last SEAL mission. So, yeah, I set the bar low enough that I can roll over it. That is, until I meet my neighbor Ava.

Graydon Adler: A man who's impossible to forget. Yet the first time our paths crossed on a SEAL mission—the kind that requires computer nerds like me to mingle with SEALs like him—I was so terrified that I barely remember him there. But every time after that? Oh, I remember plenty. Abs for days, shoulders that fill up a doorway, and a hard-earned SEAL trident on his uniform.

FUBAR. The day my life fell apart, I was introduced to this term. It's comforting to know there's one word that completely defines my life. Go ahead. Look it up. And right next to the term, you might see a picture of me as the example, sweltering in a forty-pound princess gown in front of my castle beside a kiddie coaster . . . and flanked by the sexiest piece of man candy that ever walked this earth: Dylan Sheridan. The same Dylan Sheridan who's an Olympic medalist turned MMA fighter turned billionaire entrepreneur.

Intoxicating smile. Sculpted arms. To-die-for eight-pack. And enough medals on his uniform to set off airport security from a mile away. He doesn't resemble the kid who shared my tree house with me, along with every perfect memory of my childhood. He protected me—long before he protected our country.

Are some mistakes destined to be repeated? I can't help thinking it as I look at him now-feeling that surge of desire inside of me and that eerie connection that I can't explain, just like I did ten years ago. The West Point graduate I foolishly hooked up with one night in New York City has transformed into a hardened warrior-an Army Ranger and twice the panty-melting heartthrob he was back then.

I'm a SEAL. Women toss sex at me like it's free candy in a Fourth of July parade. But I'm tired of hook-ups, short-term relationships, and mindless, hedonistic sexual encounters. No, wait. Scratch that last one. Point is, I want the kind of woman who will stick. Yeah, she'll drool at the sight of my standard-issue pecs and eight-pack, but she'll also put up with the baggage of Navy SEAL life.

Yep. Cocky? Arrogant? Player? That's generally the impression I like to give women. Outside of my eight-pack and medals for valor, when it comes to women’s expectations of me . . . I try to keep the bar low enough so that I can roll over it. Until Kaila comes along.