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  SEAL Firsts

  Collection of three first in series books, including:

  Accidental SEAL (Book 1, SEAL Brotherhood)

  SEAL’s Promise (Book 1, Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3)

  New Years SEAL Dream (Book 1, Bone Frog Brotherhood)

  Sharon Hamilton

  Sharon Hamilton’s Book List

  SEAL Brotherhood Series

  Accidental SEAL (Book 1)

  Fallen SEAL Legacy (Book 2)

  SEAL Under Covers (Book 3)

  SEAL The Deal (Book 4)

  Cruisin’ For A SEAL (Book 5)

  SEAL My Destiny (Book 6)

  SEAL Of My Heart (Book 7)

  Fredo’s Dream (Book 8)

  SEAL My Love (Book 9)

  SEAL Encounter (Book 1 Prequel)

  SEAL Endeavor (Book 2 Prequel)

  SEAL Brotherhood Box Set 1 (Accidental SEAL & Prequel)

  SEAL Brotherhood Box Set 2 (Fallen SEAL & Prequel)

  Ultimate SEAL Collection Vol. 1 (Books 1-4 + 2 Prequels)

  Ultimate SEAL Collection Vol. 2 (Books 5-7)

  Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3 Series

  SEAL’s Promise (Book 1)

  SEAL My Home (Book 2)

  SEAL’s Code (Book 3)

  Big Bad Boys Book (Books 1-3 of Bad Boys)

  Band of Bachelors Series

  Lucas (Book 1)

  Alex (Book 2)

  Jake (Book 3)

  Jake 2 (Book 4)

  Big Band of Bachelors Bundle

  True Blue SEALs Series

  Zak (Includes prequel novella)

  Nashville SEAL Series

  Nashville SEAL: Jameson (Books 1 & 2 combined)

  Silver SEALs

  SEAL Love’s Legacy

  Sleeper SEALs

  Bachelor SEAL

  Stand Alone SEALs

  SEAL’s Goal: The Beautiful Game

  Love Me Tender, Love You Hard

  Bone Frog Brotherhood Series

  New Year’s SEAL Dream (Book 1)

  SEALed At The Altar (Book 2)

  SEALed Forever (Book 3)

  SEAL’s Rescue (Book 4)

  SEALed Protection (Book 5) Coming Fall 2019

  Paradise Series

  Paradise: In Search of Love

  Novellas

  SEAL You In My Dreams (Magnolias and Moonshine)

  SEAL Of Time (Trident Legacy)

  Fall From Grace Series (Paranormal)

  Gideon: Heavenly Fall

  Golden Vampires of Tuscany Series (Paranormal)

  Honeymoon Bite (Book 1)

  Mortal Bite (Book 2)

  Christmas Bite (Book 3)

  Midnight Bite (Book 4) Coming Fall 2019

  The Guardians (Paranormal)

  Heavenly Lover (Book 1)

  Underworld Lover (Book 2)

  Underworld Queen (Book 3)

  Immortal Valentines A Paranormal Super Bundle

  Audiobooks

  Sharon Hamilton’s books are available as audiobooks narrated by J.D. Hart.

  About This Book

  SEAL FIRSTS

  This collection features the first book in three of my most popular SEAL series:

  SEAL Brotherhood

  Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3

  Bone Frog Brotherhood

  Accidental SEAL (SEAL Brotherhood, Book 1)

  A chance encounter changes everything.

  Navy SEAL, Kyle Lansdowne is on a mission and he doesn’t have time for distractions. A hot affair could prove to be dangerous in more ways than one, but he can’t resist. Christy Nelson had his attention from the moment she opened her feisty mouth.

  She shouldn’t…but she can’t help herself.

  Christy’s run-in with Kyle leaves her body aching and confused. He’s volatile, but something about him has her insides twisting with want. She should stay far away, but that isn’t an option.

  Kyle’s mission submerges Christy into a twisted web of crime and endangers her life. Will his training be enough to save her?

  SEAL’s Promise (Bad Boys of SEAL Team 3, Book 1)

  Special Operator T.J. Talbot had watched from afar as his best friend married the love of his life. Raised in and out of the foster care system and nearly ruining his chance to become a SEAL, he figured his Happily Ever After would never be. But Dr. Death plays a heartbreaking trick on him and he winds up being the man’s father confessor, where he makes a promise to the dying SEAL to look after his friend’s wife and baby.

  Back in the states, Shannon Moore is grateful for the baby she is carrying, though she is a constant reminder of the man who no longer lives at her side. She is not ready for the attention from the community she receives, especially from T.J. She’s decided to honor her fallen husband by giving her whole life to the child he left behind.

  Recovering from his wounds, Talbot is plagued by the depth of the wounds he still carries inside him, as he tries to perform a mission he wishes he was not given. Rebuffed at every turn, he struggles but understands his promise might not be able to be fulfilled. He does not want to take what was never given to him in the first place.

  But what starts out as an improbable love story begins to bloom and grow. When Shannon and the child are endangered, T.J. will not quit fighting for the family he now knows he was meant to love forever.

  New Years SEAL Dream (Bone Frog Brotherhood, Book 1)

  Tucker Hudson has been off SEAL Team 3 for nearly ten years. He reluctantly attends his former Teammate’s wedding on New Years Eve, vowing to keep his hands to himself and his mouth shut. Suffering nightmares from a tragic deployment, he barely left the Teams with an honorable discharge. Romance is one complication he does not need. And no one needs him either: not the Teams, not his family.

  Brandy Cook knows she isn’t as attractive as the skinny blondes who usually attend SEAL weddings. Although she’s dieted for three months straight, she’s only managed to fit into a size 16 dress, and only then with the help of a monstrous undergarment that nearly prevents her from breathing. So when the big grey-haired former SEAL with a body built like Shrek takes a passing interest in her, she figures he’s been forced by a wager or some kind of trick.

  But as the clock strikes midnight, the improbable happens and suppressed passions take over, ending in a steamy night neither will forget, but both will admit later was a huge mistake. When Brandy finds herself in trouble, Tucker turns out to be the only one who can keep her safe from the fury building around her world.

  Accidental SEAL

  SEAL’s Promise

  New Years SEAL Dream

  About This Book

  Dedication

  About the Author

  Table of Contents

  Copyright © 2012, 2014, 2018, 2019 by Sharon Hamilton

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. In many cases, liberties and intentional inaccuracies have been taken with rank, description of duties, locations and aspects of the SEAL community.

  License Notes

  This e-book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e-book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then
please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author’s work.

  Author’s Note

  I always dedicate my SEAL Brotherhood books to the brave men and women who defend our shores and keep us safe. Without their sacrifice, and that of their families—because a warrior’s fight always includes his or her family—I wouldn’t have the freedom and opportunity to make a living writing these stories. They sometimes pay the ultimate price so we can debate, argue, go have coffee with friends, raise our children and see them have children of their own.

  One of my favorite tributes to warriors resides on many memorials, including one I saw honoring the fallen of WWII on an island in the Pacific:

  “When you go home

  Tell them of us, and say

  For your tomorrow,

  We gave our today.”

  These are my stories created out of my own imagination. Anything that is inaccurately portrayed is either my mistake, or done intentionally to disguise something I might have overheard over a beer or in the corner of one of the hangouts along the Coronado Strand.

  I support two main charities. Navy SEAL/UDT Museum operates in Ft. Pierce, Florida. Please learn about this wonderful museum, all run by active and former SEALs and their friends and families, and who rely on public support, not that of the U.S. Government.

  www.navysealmuseum.org

  I also support Wounded Warriors, who tirelessly bring together the warrior as well as the family members who are just learning to deal with their soldier’s condition and have nowhere to turn. It is a long path to becoming well, but I’ve seen first-hand what this organization does for its warriors and the families who love them. Please give what your heart tells you is right. If you cannot give, volunteer at one of the many service centers all over the United States. Get involved. Do something meaningful for someone who gave so much of themselves, to families who have paid the price for your freedom. You’ll find a family there unlike any other on the planet.

  www.woundedwarriorproject.org

  Table of Contents

  Cover

  Title Page

  Sharon Hamilton’s Book List

  About This Book

  Copyright Page

  Author’s Note

  Accidental SEAL

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  SEAL’s Promise

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  New Years SEAL Dream

  Title Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  About the Author

  Reviews

  Accidental SEAL

  SEAL Brotherhood

  Book 1

  Sharon Hamilton

  Chapter 1

  Christy Nelson worked to keep her breakfast down as Wayne Somerville came lurking around her cubicle. He’d pestered her every day since she’d been introduced as the newest agent at the Patterson Realty sales meeting three days ago. His soft, flabby torso was repulsive, and those distinctive hair plugs, installed at an angle on Wayne’s shiny salmon-colored forehead, were distracting. Her gaze followed rows of black dots receding into his dyed-black hair. A life-sized version of Mr. King’s Chuckie.

  Wayne winked at her again, and her blood turned to ice.

  His horse teeth and foul breath could raise the dead. He’d made it clear he wanted to mentor her, but she suspected he had more in mind than real estate contracts and short sales. He was persistent, though. She’d give him that.

  He draped his bulky frame against the back of her chair. She wanted to duck for cover. The eerie need to protect her neck put her radar on high alert as she visualized violence and fangs.

  “I’ve coached quite a few of the new agents over the years.” Wayne’s look lasted too long—hungry and inappropriate. Christy didn’t trust one single hair plug.

  “Well,” she said, resisting the urge to escape, “I do need a good open house.

  Now, why did I say that?

  “I’ve got the perfect one! Great little short sale.” Wayne launched into his routine, oblivious to the fact she’d become dizzy from the smell of the garlic fries he’d apparently had for lunch. “The house is a little rough around the edges, but in a super neighborhood. The sellers are about to lose it.” He threw her a mock frown. She could see him singing a hymn, asking for money on TV.

  Perhaps a second career.

  “No sign on the lawn yet and it’s not even in the computer,” he continued. “You can snatch all those buyers for yourself.” He leaned in and whispered as if it were a national secret. “And I could help you with the paperwork. You know, show you how it’s done.”

  Male alert. If he touches me, he’ll get a knee to his groin. She swung her chair to angle for quick action.

  He stepped back just in time. She exhaled, grateful for the distance.

  “Doing short sales is a real art,” he added with a frown, stiffening. His shiny suit fit like one of those unfortunate animals in a teddy bear factory, stuffed into its fur. The silver glint of the fabric reminded her of fish scales.

  Run, Christy, run. You could be the one who got away…

  She had never in her life paid a favor with sex and wasn’t about to start. She would hold his new listing open, but only if she could do it without owing him.

  Besides, she had to do something to drum up business. Her move to San Diego marked the beginning of her new professional career as a Realtor. Being the top salesperson at Madame M’s lingerie boutique on Maiden Lane in San Francisco barely paid the bills. She’d loved Madame and had thrived as a sales clerk, but recognized the time for a real career. She trained in real estate, and then moved to San Diego after her mother passed. Christy inherited the condo.

  Though she’d been comforta
ble selling to the rich and powerful of the City by the Bay, Wayne, even if he was half the success he claimed he was, made her nervous.

  This is a very bad idea. Just say no.

  “Fine.” It sounded like it came from the cubicle next to her.

  But then she spotted Wayne’s dimples and canines.

  Oh. My. God. I’ve just said yes.

  Christy’s red Honda looked like a wet cherry lollipop, polished to perfection. Cute and shiny on the outside, but hot and sweltering on the inside. Sitting in the cramped front seat, she stopped and squinted to make out house numbers, comparing them to the address Wayne minutely scribbled on the back of his business card. Then she found it.

  The house appeared nicer than he’d described. The advertised price, he said, was the lowest in the neighborhood, going back ten years. Hopefully she’d pick up a young couple out looking for their first home, complete with good credit and a wad of cash from Mommy and Daddy. Wouldn’t it be great to make a sale on her very first day on the job?

  She parked in the driveway, popped the trunk, and brought out three sandwich signs with the Patterson Realty logo, on loan from Wayne. He was out with his family today. She hoped the Somervilles didn’t stop by since she’d feel uncomfortable looking into the eyes of Wayne’s wife, a woman he’d probably cheated on and would again if he got the chance. One of Christy’s other rules: no married men. She wasn’t about to change that, either.

  A perfumed late spring breeze blew softly against her face and neck, sending a thrill up her spine. The air ripened with possibility. This was her favorite time of year.

  The walkway looked freshly swept. After placing one sign in the front yard, she stacked the other two beside the front door and inserted Wayne’s key. While the lock accepted the new shiny silver metal, the tumblers stayed in place, frozen.

  Way to go Wayne. Waste my time and give me the wrong key!

  Irritation bubbled, ruining her cheerful, spring-induced mood. She yanked on the front handle and pushed against it out of frustration. It opened.

  “Anybody home?” her voice wavered like that of a small child. She waited. No answer.

  Christy stepped inside, onto a striped cotton rug lying cockeyed behind the front door. The smell of fried food hit her. She walked across the wooden floor of the living room, her stilettos clacking. She cracked open a window. Air scented by fresh blossoms poured in, diluting the smells of ordinary life. She grabbed the newspaper tossed on top of an ottoman and folded the crinkling pages under her arm, aiming for the kitchen to find a trashcan. She passed the dining room table, which was strewn with a map of the area, a couple of felt-tipped pens, and a letter-sized yellow lined tablet. She collected these items as well and made her way to the kitchen.