Sybil Bartel

I was trained to be a hunter. Growing up in the nation's most infamous, violent cult, my job was simple. Track. Kill. Survive. And that's what I did… until our leader threatened to kill his own daughter. Refusing to watch another senseless murder, I did what I was trained to do. I took his life. Then I claimed his land and set every member free. I only had one goal left. Find the sister I was told was dead. But being a hunter in the woods is...

Being the drummer for the hottest new rock band should've been a dream come true. Sold-out shows, women, more money than I deserved…. But I didn't want any of it. The fame sucked, the money was a burden and I'd given up my one shot at ever having her-my best friend's sister. I wasn't supposed to touch her. My best friend made me swear I wouldn't. Then he was deployed, and he told me to look out for her. Except being around her while still keeping...

Babysitter. Chauffeur. Not what I thought I'd be doing with my life. Especially not for a spoiled Hollywood actress on location in Miami Beach. But triple pay and carrying a gun had its advantages. I'd shove away paparazzi and screaming fans for a lot less. The Marines trained me to be Force Recon--intimidation and crowd control was child's play compared to four tours. This assignment should've been easy money. But the doe-eyed starlet with the...

Bodyguard. Tracker. Silent observer. Life was in the details. The weight of a government issued rifle, the trajectory of a bullet, the speed of the wind-those details were crucial in the Marines. But outside the military, that level of observation was currency, and I was selling my skills to the best security firm in south Florida. Except I wasn't on a job when I noticed the nervous brunette pushing through the crowd. Her hair loose, her shirt...

Talon I surf. I sleep around. I pretend to smile. Two years ago my life was perfect, until it wasn't. I scattered my wife's ashes then walked away from the Marines. I didn't think I had anything left to lose. I was wrong. The blonde showed up on my doorstep beaten and stabbed. I did what I was trained to do-I stitched her up. I didn't have a clue who she was and I told myself I didn't care. Until they came looking for her. I swore I'd take my last...

Book three of the Unchecked Series Blaze I stood by my brothers in the Marines and fought for my country. I gave my blood, sweat and flesh so that others could have a taste of freedom. But my wife wasn't free. She'd been hunted, stalked, and forced by a murderer to keep a secret no one should have to live with. I'd made her a promise. Her freedom, my rules, no questions asked. I thought I'd kept my promise but I made a mistake-an inexcusable mistake. I...

After her parents were murdered, Layna Blair spent three years on the run-until Marine Sergeant Blaze Johnson stepped in and saved her. With him, Layna knew safety for the first time…but shortly after shipping out for another tour in Afghanistan, Blaze comes home early. When Layna sees the jagged wounds covering his body, every truth she thought she knew is destroyed. Blaze is distant and angry and though her heart is shattered, Layna desperately...

Navy SEAL. Sniper. Mercenary. The Navy trained me to be the best, but the Teams turned me into a deadly weapon. Every mission honing my tactical skills, I never missed a shot. Living for my brothers and the Trident I'd earned, I didn't look past my next deployment. Then my friend and former teammate made me an offer-private sector, government contracts, combat missions and the chance to fly my own jet. Retiring from the Teams, but not the mission,...

Billionaire. Mercenary. Navy SEAL. The Teams trained me to be a killer. War taught me to be ruthless. Then an ill-fated mission proved I was human. Combat wounded, cut loose by the Navy, I had a choice. Fade into obscurity or use the skills I had. Alpha Elite Security was born and three years later, my company was the most sought after security contractor in the world. Five global locations, ten company jets, every one of my employees military...

Bodyguard. Protector. Security Detail. I wasn't supposed to join the Marines and serve three tours. I'd been groomed to be another kind of warrior. Since I could walk, I'd been primed to take over the family business. Build the real estate empire bigger, ruthlessly fight my way to the top--make everyone richer. Instead, I'd enlisted. Wanting to protect my country, not a bank account, I'd turned my back on the family business and given the Marines...