Claimed by the Protector: A Military Romance Collection
Marjorie Page
I am Ryder Black. Ex-SEAL. Outlaw biker. Not the hero anyone asks for.
Now, we’re stuck on top of each other in this cramped, lonely apartment above my grease-stained garage.
She’s sweet and stubborn, all sunshine and scars.
I am all darkness and silence, the danger parents whisper about.
She flinches at shadows, but never bows.
I catch myself wishing I could be her safe place.
I see her trying to heal, see her spark when I push too close.
She’s fire in my fists, honey in my veins.
Enemies close in.
My old instincts snap to life.
Bad men want her.
I want to destroy them.
Steel meets softness in these four walls.
Lines blur. Hearts pound.
The real fight is for trust—hers, mine, ours.
This time, I’m not walking away.
This time, I am the shield.
Ashes turn to embers.
We burn.
And nobody will tear us apart.
Crescent Hearts
I came to Crescent Valley for peace.
Instead, I found danger—and her.
Grace Dalton was my childhood best friend, the nurse with a heart big enough to heal everyone but herself. She carries secrets from her family’s past, the kind that keep her walls high. But when threatening notes show up at her door, I can’t stay in the shadows.
I’m hiding too—under an assumed name, under the weight of missions I can’t talk about. Protecting Grace means risking exposure. Wanting her means breaking every rule I set for myself.
But every stolen glance turns into fire. Every night I spend by her side pulls me deeper. And when the threats escalate, the truth we’ve buried could destroy us both.
Now I’m fighting for more than survival.
I’m fighting for her.
And losing her is one battle I refuse to face.
Trapped with the SEAL
He’s walls and muscle—I’m warmth and hope.
A lockdown locks us together.
One bodyguard. One baker. Too many lines to cross.
He’s the storm. I’m the calm.
I survived heartbreak, but Logan Price is a different kind of danger.
His military gaze pierces right through my careful shell.
I bake to heal, to forget.
But with his presence, memories and desires spark and swirl.
Threats from my past close in, shrinking my safe world.
He says he’s here to protect, but the way he looks at me?
It’s fire, not just duty.
The city slams shut.
We’re stuck—me in my fears, him in his rules.
The need between us rises, sweet and sharp.
My nightmares aren’t ready to let go.
His heart isn’t ready to open.
We’re cornered by danger, by desire, by secrets we can’t outrun.
This wasn’t in any recipe.
But I just might risk it all for a taste of him.
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