Release Blitz - HOT SEAL Devotion by Lynn Raye Harris

Title: HOT SEAL Devotion

Series: HOT SEAL Team #8

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Military Romantic Suspense
Release Date: June 16, 2020

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She’ll ask him to marry her. And pray he says yes…

Kayla wants a daddy for her little girl. Navy SEAL Zack is perfect for the job. Kayla’s made wrong choices before, but she knows this one is right. Zack’s a strong, honorable man who will keep her baby safe.

Zack’s been twisted up inside from the moment he laid eyes on Kayla. It’s been months, and he still can’t untangle his feelings. Especially after the single night they shared. A night that took their relationship out of the friend zone and put it firmly into the hot zone.

When Kayla proposes a marriage of convenience, Zack won’t agree to a name-only arrangement. If he’s going to marry Kayla, and be a dad to little Ana, then it’s all or nothing.

But when Kayla’s past returns, threatening the life they’re building, Zack will sacrifice everything to protect his new family from harm…  

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Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn's books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." Lynn's books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.

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Release Blitz - HOT SEAL Hero by Lynn Raye Harris

Title: HOT SEAL Hero

Series: HOT SEAL Team #7

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Military Romantic Suspense
Release Date: July 5, 2019

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She fears for her life.

He’ll risk his to protect her.

Falling in love? Not part of the plan…

Chloe Cooper is on the run from an abusive ex. Living in a new state, with a new name, she’s ready to focus on rebuilding her life. She’s got a job she loves, a new home—and a sexy Navy SEAL neighbor who makes her pulse flutter in spite of her determination not to get involved. But when a threatening message arrives, her dread about what her ex will do if he finds her forces her to make a choice.

Ryan “Dirty Harry” Callahan is protective by nature. When he meets Chloe, it’s clear she’s skittish about something. When he learns why she ran from her old life, his first objective is to keep her safe. His second is to make sure she knows she can trust him—and that she’ll have a posse of Navy SEALs at her back if she ever needs them.

When the attraction between Ryan and Chloe explodes, they’re stunned by its intensity—and helpless to resist its seductive heat. Everything is finally going right for Chloe—until her worst fears come true. With Chloe missing and her life on the line, Ryan will stop at nothing to get her back. Before he loses the woman he loves forever.

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Ryan “Dirty Harry” Callahan woke to the sounds of someone shouting and the beeping of a large truck backing up. His head throbbed as if someone inside chiseled away at his temples. The shouting and beeping continued and he groaned. Where the fuck was he?

He cracked an eye open and pain shot behind his eyeballs. He tried again, slowly. This time, he paid attention to his surroundings. He was in his own bed. What the hell had happened?

Then he remembered. The party at Money’s place, Ian Black, and a whole lot of drinking and laughing. He’d indulged too much, which wasn’t something he ever really did. He usually had an iron will about alcohol and he guarded himself carefully.

But yesterday—shit, yesterday had been different.

Had Neo gotten drunk too? Had they taken an Uber, or had someone brought them home? They shared a house, though they each had their own floor. The kitchen was on his floor, but he didn’t smell coffee.

He dragged his hand across his body and reached for his phone. Outside, the shouting and clunking continued. The beeping had stopped, but now the noise was just as bad.

He picked up his phone and squinted. Noon? It was fucking noon?

He dragged his body upright, groaning. Then his gaze landed on the bottle of water and the two horse sized Motrin sitting beside it. Neo had written a note, which meant Neo hadn’t been as drunk as he had.

Gone to the range. Take these, bud. Eat some cereal if you can. Man, you were drunk as shit!

Ryan grabbed the pills and twisted open the water, downing them both. He finished the water and lay back, wishing his head would either split and kill him or stop pounding. The doorbell rang and shattered whatever peace he was trying to find. He lay there like death warmed over and prayed they’d go away.

Eventually, he climbed from the bed, grabbed his Sig, holding it at his side, and stumbled down the hall toward the door. He wished like hell he had the basement floor today, but it wasn’t to be.

“Fucking stop pressing that bell,” he yelled at whoever was on the other side. And just yelling it made his head threaten to split wide open. He reached the door and peered through the peephole.

A woman stood on the other side, arms crossed, foot tapping as she waited. He jerked the door open and growled at her.

“What do you want?”

Her eyes widened as they climbed from his midsection to his face. Then they widened some more. “Oh. Oh goodness, I am so sorry.” She held up both hands as if to ward him off. He squinted at her, because the light was killing him, but what he could see looked nice.

Long golden-brown hair, wide eyes, a pretty pink mouth. Her skin was tanned. She wore a loose T-shirt and shorts with flip flops. Her legs were long, long, long for a small girl. He’d be interested if he wasn’t so fucking hungover.

Across the street, a moving van sat kind of cockeyed in the street. His truck sat next to the curb, right in front of where the van needed to go.

It dawned on him what she wanted. “You want me to move the truck, right?”

She stared hard at his face. “Um, yes? I’m sorry, you clearly look like you’re ill or something, but—” She waved a hand behind her, didn’t move her eyes from his. “I’m moving in today and the van can’t get into the driveway.”

He shoved a hand through his hair. “Fine, I’ll get the keys.”

He turned and went over to the kitchen counter, found the keys and dropped the Sig, and headed back to the door. She was still standing there, back turned as she yelled something at someone across the street. He stepped onto the porch and she turned around again. Squeaked as her gaze dropped and then she dragged it up to his face again.

“I, um, oh dear,” she said. And then she laughed, throwing her hand over her mouth and giggling in a way that made him frown. Pretty laugh, though.

“What?”

“I’m sorry. Really. But, um—” She waved her hand in his general direction. “Shouldn’t you put on some pants?”

Ryan stood there, puzzling over her words. Then he looked down—and discovered he was completely and utterly naked. He was standing on the front porch in front of God and everybody, holding his keys, his dick standing at half-mast like a tired old soldier who couldn’t quite make it work.

Fucking hell…

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Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn's books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." Lynn's books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.

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Title: HOT SEAL Hero

Series: HOT SEAL Team #7

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Military Romantic Suspense
Cover Design: Frauke Spanuth, Croco Designs
Release Date: July 5, 2019

Blurb

She fears for her life.

He’ll risk his to protect her.

Falling in love? Not part of the plan…

Chloe Cooper is on the run from an abusive ex. Living in a new state, with a new name, she’s ready to focus on rebuilding her life. She’s got a job she loves, a new home—and a sexy Navy SEAL neighbor who makes her pulse flutter in spite of her determination not to get involved. But when a threatening message arrives, her dread about what her ex will do if he finds her forces her to make a choice.

Ryan “Dirty Harry” Callahan is protective by nature. When he meets Chloe, it’s clear she’s skittish about something. When he learns why she ran from her old life, his first objective is to keep her safe. His second is to make sure she knows she can trust him—and that she’ll have a posse of Navy SEALs at her back if she ever needs them.

When the attraction between Ryan and Chloe explodes, they’re stunned by its intensity—and helpless to resist its seductive heat. Everything is finally going right for Chloe—until her worst fears come true. With Chloe missing and her life on the line, Ryan will stop at nothing to get her back. Before he loses the woman he loves forever.

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Ryan “Dirty Harry” Callahan woke to the sounds of someone shouting and the beeping of a large truck backing up. His head throbbed as if someone inside chiseled away at his temples. The shouting and beeping continued and he groaned. Where the fuck was he?

He cracked an eye open and pain shot behind his eyeballs. He tried again, slowly. This time, he paid attention to his surroundings. He was in his own bed. What the hell had happened?

Then he remembered. The party at Money’s place, Ian Black, and a whole lot of drinking and laughing. He’d indulged too much, which wasn’t something he ever really did. He usually had an iron will about alcohol and he guarded himself carefully.

But yesterday—shit, yesterday had been different.

Had Neo gotten drunk too? Had they taken an Uber, or had someone brought them home? They shared a house, though they each had their own floor. The kitchen was on his floor, but he didn’t smell coffee.

He dragged his hand across his body and reached for his phone. Outside, the shouting and clunking continued. The beeping had stopped, but now the noise was just as bad.

He picked up his phone and squinted. Noon? It was fucking noon?

He dragged his body upright, groaning. Then his gaze landed on the bottle of water and the two horse sized Motrin sitting beside it. Neo had written a note, which meant Neo hadn’t been as drunk as he had.

Gone to the range. Take these, bud. Eat some cereal if you can. Man, you were drunk as shit!

Ryan grabbed the pills and twisted open the water, downing them both. He finished the water and lay back, wishing his head would either split and kill him or stop pounding. The doorbell rang and shattered whatever peace he was trying to find. He lay there like death warmed over and prayed they’d go away.

Eventually, he climbed from the bed, grabbed his Sig, holding it at his side, and stumbled down the hall toward the door. He wished like hell he had the basement floor today, but it wasn’t to be.

“Fucking stop pressing that bell,” he yelled at whoever was on the other side. And just yelling it made his head threaten to split wide open. He reached the door and peered through the peephole.

A woman stood on the other side, arms crossed, foot tapping as she waited. He jerked the door open and growled at her.

“What do you want?”

Her eyes widened as they climbed from his midsection to his face. Then they widened some more. “Oh. Oh goodness, I am so sorry.” She held up both hands as if to ward him off. He squinted at her, because the light was killing him, but what he could see looked nice.

Long golden-brown hair, wide eyes, a pretty pink mouth. Her skin was tanned. She wore a loose T-shirt and shorts with flip flops. Her legs were long, long, long for a small girl. He’d be interested if he wasn’t so fucking hungover.

Across the street, a moving van sat kind of cockeyed in the street. His truck sat next to the curb, right in front of where the van needed to go.

It dawned on him what she wanted. “You want me to move the truck, right?”

She stared hard at his face. “Um, yes? I’m sorry, you clearly look like you’re ill or something, but—” She waved a hand behind her, didn’t move her eyes from his. “I’m moving in today and the van can’t get into the driveway.”

He shoved a hand through his hair. “Fine, I’ll get the keys.”

He turned and went over to the kitchen counter, found the keys and dropped the Sig, and headed back to the door. She was still standing there, back turned as she yelled something at someone across the street. He stepped onto the porch and she turned around again. Squeaked as her gaze dropped and then she dragged it up to his face again.

“I, um, oh dear,” she said. And then she laughed, throwing her hand over her mouth and giggling in a way that made him frown. Pretty laugh, though.

“What?”

“I’m sorry. Really. But, um—” She waved her hand in his general direction. “Shouldn’t you put on some pants?”

Ryan stood there, puzzling over her words. Then he looked down—and discovered he was completely and utterly naked. He was standing on the front porch in front of God and everybody, holding his keys, his dick standing at half-mast like a tired old soldier who couldn’t quite make it work.

Fucking hell…

Author Bio

Lynn Raye Harris is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the HOSTILE OPERATIONS TEAM SERIES of military romances as well as 20 books for Harlequin Presents. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former-military husband, two crazy cats, and one spoiled American Saddlebred horse. Lynn's books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." Lynn's books have sold over 3 million copies worldwide.

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Release Blitz - HOT SEAL Rescue by Lynn Raye Harris

Title: HOT SEAL Rescue

Series: HOT SEAL Team #3

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Romantic Suspense 

Release Date: September 27, 2016

Blurb

Abducted at gunpoint by a gorgeous woman…

Navy SEAL Cody “Cowboy” McCormick is in Las Vegas for a little R & R before his friend’s wedding when a beautiful blonde jams a gun in his side and abducts him from a casino in broad daylight. He could stop her, but he plays along because he’s intrigued—plus he’s convinced she’s in danger.

CIA agent Miranda Lockwood’s life is on the line when an undercover operation goes wrong. Little does she know when she sashays up to the biggest, baddest looking dude in the casino lobby that she’s kidnapping a Navy SEAL—or that she’ll be unable to resist his charm when he turns up the heat.

When the CIA labels her a rogue agent, Miranda’s faith in everything she believes in is shaken to the core. Cody’s the only one she can trust to help her find the traitor in the agency. But even though she’s forced to betray him, she can’t get over the SEAL who made her feel safe in his arms. Miranda will have to fight harder than she’s ever fought for anything if she wants his forgiveness—but Cody’s not in a forgiving mood in spite of the sparks that still fly when he’s forced to team up with her again.

When disaster strikes and they’re caught in the line of fire, Cody will do everything in his power to keep them both alive. Because if he doesn’t, he’ll never get to hold Miranda close again…

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Her gaze dropped to his mouth. Those lips begged to be kissed. They were firm, smooth, and sensual. She imagined them against hers, imagined how they would feel and taste.

“Miranda.”

She snapped her attention to his eyes again. They were still blue, still clear—but now they gleamed hotly, their depths intense.

“Yes?” She tried to make the word innocent, clueless.

“I just saw you naked. I’m not likely to forget that sight anytime soon. And while I didn’t come over here to be a douche and make a move on you while you’re upset, if you keep looking at me like I’m something you’d like to saddle up and ride, I’m going to oblige your curiosity.”

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lynn Raye Harris burst onto the scene when she won a writing contest held by Harlequin. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former military husband and two crazy cats. Lynn writes about hot military heroes, sizzling international billionaires, and the women who dare to tame them. Her books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." To date, Lynn's books have sold over 2 million copies worldwide.

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Release Blitz - Hot SEAL Lover by Lynn Raye Harris

Title: Hot SEAL Lover

Series: HOT SEAL Team #2

Author: Lynn Raye Harris

Genre: Romantic Suspense 

Release Date: June 14, 2016

Blurb

One night in the sheets is all she wants…

Christina Girard is a lady. But she’s a lady whose world is about to implode. She’s done everything right, but she can’t escape the taint of scandal when her husband cheats on her with another man. She’s broken, her spirit battered, her confidence at an all-time low.

Then she meets Navy SEAL Remy Marchand, and parts of her she’d thought dead flare to life. Except Remy is part of the Hostile Operations Team, the Black Ops group her brother works for, and that means NO in flashing neon letters. Yet Christina’s tired of always doing what’s expected. Just once, she wants to saddle up and ride a tattooed, dirty-mouthed bad boy before she kicks him to the curb and goes on with her life.

One night is not enough to put out the fire…

Remy Marchand burns with guilt and regret that he couldn’t save his twin sister from her abuser. He lives his life slaying dragons for the innocent and vulnerable. He thought Christina needed his strength and protection too, but he was wrong. After a single night of pleasure, she disappears from his life.

But then his SEALs get tasked with a mission: infiltrate war-torn Qu’rim and get Christina out before the enemy finds her. With bombs exploding, blood spilling, and survival not certain, Remy protects Christina from harm while vowing not to succumb again to her sweet temptation.

One night is only the beginning…

But life in a war zone is intense, and vows mean nothing in the face of danger. Giving in is inevitable. Staying alive is not—especially when the greatest menace still waits for the perfect moment to strike…

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The ladies’ room door opened and she walked out, pulling up short when she saw him standing there. Her eyes widened slightly and she swallowed as if she were a little nervous.

“Um, hi again,” she said.

“Hi.”

“I… I…” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “Dammit,” she muttered.

Remy didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t say anything. She’d sort it out eventually.

Her head lifted, and she looked as if she’d turned on a switch somewhere deep inside. A switch that people like him didn’t have. He knew she came from money. Hell, everyone in Louisiana knew the Girard name.

But that hoity-toity superiority thing had never set well with him before, and it wasn’t going to start now. No matter how cute she was.

She was every inch the elite debutante as she stared down her nose at him. No mean trick since she was several inches shorter.

“I’m sorry if I’ve given you mixed signals. The truth is I have no idea what I’m doing.” She spread her hands, dropping her gaze from his. “You seem nice. No, you seem sexy and appealing, and I’m going through a divorce, which I’m sure you know. He cheated on me, and well, I think I’m doing this for all the wrong reasons, so maybe you should just turn around and go.”

Okay, now that was different.

And he should definitely go.

But he wasn’t going to.

Her speech didn’t make a helluva lot of sense—why would he know she was getting divorced?—but he got the gist. Her rat of a husband had cheated on her, and she wanted to get back in the saddle. Prove she was still desirable. Yeah, that kinda kicked him in the chest in some weird way, but at least she was honest about it.

Which was new since he didn’t usually run across women who talked about their motives straight up.

“He’s a stupid fucker, Christina. You’re gorgeous, and even if he decided he didn’t want to be with you anymore, he should have had the balls to tell you that. Cheating is a dick move.”

She blinked. And then she started to giggle. Oookay, girl was definitely not playing with a full deck here tonight.

She slapped a hand over her mouth and tried to hold the giggles in. He found that he wanted to laugh too—but he couldn’t. If he did, he’d be as cracked as she was. Especially since he really didn’t know what they were laughing at.

“Oh God,” she said after a moment of helplessly gulping air to calm herself. “You must think I’m insane.”

“I’m beginning to wonder,” he said, but he grinned to soften the words.

She searched his face as if she expected to find an answer there. “You really don’t know, do you?”

“Know what?”

“About my husband? About the drag queen?”

Remy thought that if eyebrows could climb a face, his were doing it right now. “Honey, I have no idea what you’re talking about. But I’ve got to admit it’s intriguing.”

Christina pressed a hand to her middle. She was slightly built, but she had curves. She smiled at him and he felt like someone had knocked him in the back of the head with a hammer. Damn, she was pretty.

“You must not read the papers. Or watch much television.”

“I’m in the Navy, cher. I don’t have a lot of time for gossip. HQ tells me what I need to know, and then I go to work fixing the bad stuff.”

She darted her tongue out to lick her lower lip, and his groin tightened. Jesus.

“Well, you’re probably the only person I’ve run into who has no idea then. I find that rather refreshing. Except now you want to know what happened, so there goes your ignorance of the situation.” She sucked in a breath. “Nevertheless, you can google, so I’ll give you the gist.”

She leaned toward him. He wondered if she was drunk, but she didn’t sway or have glassy eyes, so he decided she wasn’t. She was just fond of the dramatic.

“Ben—that’s my rat-bastard soon-to-be ex—got caught getting fucked in the ass by a guy with boobs bigger than mine at a political fundraiser. So there you go. Google away for your amusement.”

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lynn Raye Harris burst onto the scene when she won a writing contest held by Harlequin. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America's Golden Heart Award and the National Readers Choice Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome former military husband and two crazy cats. Lynn writes about hot military heroes, sizzling international billionaires, and the women who dare to tame them. Her books have been called "exceptional and emotional," "intense," and "sizzling." To date, Lynn's books have sold over 2 million copies worldwide.

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