A couple's future is under fire in New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author Lindsay McKenna's Shadow Warriors miniseries When her Black Hawk helicopter is shot down in Afghanistan, Army medevac pilot Sarah Benson does what she must to survive. Hiding by day and hiking through the mountains by night, Sarah manages to save a mother and daughter before being taken captive. Even then she fights. She has to get back to the base--and to the man she loves. Once Ethan Quinn learns that Sarah has survived the crash, he refuses to stop until he finds her, though the battle-hardened Navy SEAL knows the odds are against him. For him, it's more than a matter of courage--it's their future he is fighting for.

The new novel from the bestselling author of Wrangler's Challenge. No one can outrun the past forever . . . As a combat photographer in Afghanistan, Tara Dalton saw things she won't ever forget, as much as she would like to. And two years after returning Stateside, she can't fight her way past the PTSD that's haunted her ever since. Desperate to make a change, she lets her old friend Shay talk her into joining the crew at the Bar C Ranch, where a group of ex-military vets is putting their lives back together one step at a time—including one strong, gentle bear of a man who makes her feel safer than she has in years. Harper Sutton fell farther than he ever imagined after his tour of duty as a medic was up, and he's not proud of it. But at the Bar C, he's doing work that means something, and he's training to be a professional paramedic. That's enough to concentrate on, until Tara comes to share his place...

Never Enough: A Novel

FBI criminal profiler Ellen Tanner transferred out of Washington, D.C., to escape the grief of losing a husband. But her new partner, San Diego navy JAG lieutenant Jim Cochran, is a challenge she never expected.The last thing Cochran wants or needs in his world of order and duty is a woman. After a nasty divorce, he's convinced he's through with relationships.Then along comes Ellen. He knows opposites attract...just not how much.Now a female Top Gun instructor has been murdered and the media is having a field day. Their instincts tell them there's more to this case than meets the eye--but how do you unravel a deadly conspiracy in an institution where honor and silence go hand in hand?

LIFE SAVERLeah Stevenson was a trained fire fighter, and all she knew when she battled her way through the smoke and flames was that there were lives to be saved.Now two innocent children were trapped inside a burning house, and Gil had trusted her to rescue them. Gil, the one man who believed in her, the man who had broken through her defenses and touched the woman inside. No matter what it cost her, she couldn't let him down. She had to get through the choking, terrifying darkness; somehow Gil's love would bring her out again.Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Christmas season—Silver City—small town outside Washington, DCNancy Walker Elrod's footsteps, breath, and peace of mind halted outside the doorway of her mother's kitchen.Lyrics echoed in her mind:Fifteen years ago and I still feel the same….Surely her mother wasn't humming that song. Not that Nancy had anything against country music. Her mother introduced her to all kinds in their younger days. But this one she'd rather ignore. However, at this nostalgic time of year, conversations turned to the good ol' days and thoughts of past Christmas seasons.The last two Christmases had been hard for her, without Ben. This year was easier, and Nancy had felt ready to come home again. At some point she needed to discuss the possibility of coming home…permanently. She could relate to her widowed mother in new and old ways.The familiar aroma wafting into the hallway punctuated that point. Her mom's famous cookies were baking. Wheat flour replaced the former white. But the ingredients of apple sauce, walnuts, and chocolate chips were. still the same.Nancy walked into the kitchen and laid her scarf and shoulder bag on a chair.Her mother turned from the stove. "As soon as you find out anything more about Marge, let me know.""I will." Nancy knew her mom was worried about her best friend. Staying busy and humming songs, usually hymns, were ways of coping.Her mom sighed. "I should be there.""Others are with her. And you know Mrs. Lawing was more concerned about that furry little mongrel than she was about herself." Nancy looked around. "Where is that dog anyway?"Her mom gestured toward the back door but lifted her eyebrows. "Better not let Marge hear you call Sophie a mongrel…or a dog. She's sensitive about her little companion," she warned. "Sophie is more valuable to her than those cell phones are to the younger generation.""Your cell phone was a convenience for you today.""Well, yes. They're good for emergencies."Today had been an emergency. Jean Walker and Marge Lawing had gone to a missionary program and luncheon at church. After eating, Mrs. Lawing complained of chest pains and shortness of breath. She blamed reflux, since she'd had that before. When her mom called Nancy, she insisted that Mrs. Lawing be taken to the doctor."I don't suppose they'd let her have any of these." Jean Walker set the freshly baked cookies on a cooling rack and lowered the pot holder to the countertop."No, Mom. Dr. Stevens' nurse said they're going to do additional testing at the hospital. That will take a while. But the EKG she had at the doctor's office showed no indication of heart trouble, and that's a good sign."Her mom nodded and looked across at Nancy. "Well, I hope. Carl Stevens said he wants her tested for pneumonia, and he will call Woodrow." She paused. "He might be at the hospital, you know.""He?""Woody."Nancy turned from her mother's gaze and focused on her arm making its way into the jacket sleeve. Woody.Why did someone have to mention your name?Another line of that song. Old memories threatened. Her mother hadn't hummed that line, but it made its way through the years and into Nancy's mind.She glanced over when her mom said, "Hear that?" She reached over to the TV on a small shelf above the countertop and turned up the volume. "Getting down to freezing tonight. Better dress warm."By that time Nancy had shrugged into her jacket. This was like the old days, too. Nancy didn't mind. She felt good being back in Silver City and feeling much like Mom's little girl again. She patted her pockets. "Gloves in here, and I have my scarf."The weatherman finished his report. A commercial came on. Nancy glanced at the wall clock. "I'd better go.""Cookies and hot coffee will be waiting. You know you can bring friends home."Nancy knew she meant Woody. But he wasn't a friend. She'd ruined that years ago. But this house had always been a place where friends could congregate.Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five years ago.Through the years, however, her friends grew up and had families of their own.Most…anyway."Thanks," she said. "I'll look in on Marge.""Call and let me know how she is right away. And tell her I'm praying for her."Nancy nodded. "I shouldn't be gone long." She wrapped the scarf around her neck and drew her keys from the shoulder bag then glanced at her mom picking up a cookie. "Save some for me, now.""Only testing." Her mom grinned. "Have to make sure they're just right."Nancy laughed. "They're always just right." She opened the back door, and Sophie, the saucy little shih tzu mix, scooted in and marched like she owned the place through the kitchen and into the hallway.Jean Walker laughed. "Sophie likes the spot next to the fireplace. I'll go turn on the TV for her."After saying "Bye," Nancy closed the kitchen door and stepped into the carport where her car was parked beside her mom's. She shivered but breathed deeply of the welcomed crisp fresh air.On the fifteen-minute drive to the small hospital at the edge of Silver City, noticing that lights already decorated most businesses and many homes, she hummed the songs the choral group would sing. She didn't consider herself a great singer, but it was something her family had enjoyed.She'd been pleased when asked to join the carolers who visited the hospital several evenings a week during the Christmas season.She hadn't known that her mom's best friend would become ill.She did know Woody would come if possible.An audible gasp escaped her throat. She was no longer humming the carols but the one her mother had hummed.Still feel the same? the lyric asked her.Well, yes and no. A memory could pop into one's mind and spark feelings that produced laughter or tears. Like when she and her daughter, Rebekah, mentioned Ben. And of course, she couldn't dismiss Woody from her mind. After all, he'd been a vital part of her life—her family's lives—when she was young.And in those days she'd never had what some spoke of as Plan A and Plan B.She almost laughed aloud at that.Her Plan A had been to act on impulse. Plan B was never much better.

The place where evil grows The moment she stepped into the echoing silence of Hangar, 13, Ellie O'Gentry knew herself to be in the presence of an entity of breathtaking power--a presence so terrible, she doubted that even the mystic gifts bequeathed by her ancestors could lay it to rest .... She knew, too, how difficult it was for a combat-hardened fighter pilot like Maj. Mac Stanford, a man who placed his faith in refined technology and raw courage, to recognize the limits of his powers--and ask the guidance of a Cherokee medicine shamaness. But some things simply could not be denied. Like the evil spirit gathering strength in Hangar 13--and the stunning passion flaring between Ellie and this modern-day warrior....

IT TAKES A VERY SPECIAL MAN TO WIN THAT SPECIAL WOMAN!A woman in uniform had to be tough. But to face down a naval commander intent on harassing her out of the ranks, Lt. Callie Donovan needed more than moxie, she need a miracle...Top Gun Ty Ballard, assigned to represent Callie in a military board of inquiry, was no miracle worker. But having seen the stark vulnerability shadowint Callie's azure eyes--and knowing it had been put there by a predatory jet jocks just like him--he prayed he'd prove man enough to stand by this brave, beautiful woman in blue.

After two tours in Vietnam, Major Gib Ramsey, U.S. M.C., knew that war was hell. But how could he convince beautiful, stubborn Dany Villard that her beloved plantation seesawed on a time bomb? The lush land and its gentle people had given Dany the only love she'd ever known—losing them would crush her. Long a warrior, Gib now battled an unfamiliar urge: to blanket a woman in tenderness and promise her more than a fleeting moment of glory... Previously published.

"You make me forget everything else."Luke Collier knows his duty. A marine corps combat medic, his job is to save lives--not satisfy his own desires. Megan Trayhern is his corpsman, but the beautiful redhead can't be anything more. Luke has already given his heart once, and he understands the toll the corps can take on a woman, on a romance...on a marriage.Megan has her own mission. While she doles out medical care in the nearby village, she's also gathering intel. It's a dangerous assignment that the onetime military brat undertakes without fear. She needs to focus--and be careful--and the growing passion she feels for Luke can only put them both at risk. Honor binds them both, but the heart gives its own orders....