Shadow Strike Series by Delta James

I was never supposed to survive the explosion. One minute I’m alone on the water, collecting data. The next, I’m drowning, saved by a quiet, lethal Navy SEAL who looks at me like he’s been watching me long before the attempt on my life. Lieutenant Commander Holden Lange is assigned to protect me while base personnel investigate the sabotage. He’s controlled, dangerous, and far too good at reading me. I don’t trust men who make me feel safe. I trusted one once and barely escaped with my life... moreI was never supposed to survive the explosion. One minute I’m alone on the water, collecting data. The next, I’m drowning, saved by a quiet, lethal Navy SEAL who looks at me like he’s been watching me long before the attempt on my life. Lieutenant Commander Holden Lange is assigned to protect me while base personnel investigate the sabotage. He’s controlled, dangerous, and far too good at reading me. I don’t trust men who make me feel safe. I trusted one once and barely escaped with my life. But the attacks keep coming. My research is stolen. Someone inside the base wants the data I uncovered, and they’re willing to kill for it. Trapped in close quarters with a man trained to hunt threats, attraction becomes impossible to ignore. Holden doesn’t push. He waits. Watches. Protects. And every time he touches me, I forget all the reasons I should run. Because the ocean isn’t the only thing hiding deadly currents. I came to Tidewater to rebuild my life. I never meant to fall for the man who dragged me out of the deep. But love is like the ocean…. Beautiful. Dangerous. And impossible to control. less

I don’t let anyone close. Not since I lost my wife and learned how fast everything can disappear. Dr. Gwen Abernathy wasn’t supposed to matter. But when she uncovers a dangerous pattern of missing medical supplies at a military hospital, she becomes a target and I step in before she’s silenced. Now I’m her shadow. Watching her. Protecting her. Wanting her far more than I should. Gwen doesn’t need saving... moreI don’t let anyone close. Not since I lost my wife and learned how fast everything can disappear. Dr. Gwen Abernathy wasn’t supposed to matter. But when she uncovers a dangerous pattern of missing medical supplies at a military hospital, she becomes a target and I step in before she’s silenced. Now I’m her shadow. Watching her. Protecting her. Wanting her far more than I should. Gwen doesn’t need saving. She needs a partner willing to stand between her and an enemy testing how to cripple military medical response. Every moment together strips away my control and reminds me what it costs to care. I’m trained to walk into explosions. But risking my heart for her might be the deadliest mission of all. less

I disarm bombs for a living. Feelings are a different kind of explosive. When Tidewater’s communication systems are hacked and classified training schedules leak, Lennox “Nox” Bradshaw is brought in to fix it. She’s brilliant, sharp-tongued, and allergic to authority. Then she uncovers something worse than a breach—malware designed to cripple the base during a live joint exercise. And when she gets too close to the truth, someone plants a bomb in her quarters... moreI disarm bombs for a living. Feelings are a different kind of explosive. When Tidewater’s communication systems are hacked and classified training schedules leak, Lennox “Nox” Bradshaw is brought in to fix it. She’s brilliant, sharp-tongued, and allergic to authority. Then she uncovers something worse than a breach—malware designed to cripple the base during a live joint exercise. And when she gets too close to the truth, someone plants a bomb in her quarters. I’m the one who responds to the blast. I’m also the one who decides she’s moving into my beachside cottage until we stop whoever’s behind this. The threat isn’t just digital. It’s inside the perimeter. A former Navy cryptologic tech with a vendetta—and help from someone on base. If the malware triggers, comms fail. Security collapses. Operators die. Nox trusts her code. I trust my hands. But forced proximity has a way of burning through defenses. I’m not afraid of explosives. I’m afraid of wanting the one woman I might not be able to save. less