Ex-Army Ranger Ethan Hayes carries a secret he’s determined to keep buried—a tragic past he can’t outrun. After losing his wife and children to the shadowy organization he was hunting, he’s left with nothing but nightmares. All he wants now is a distraction, something to occupy his restless mind and keep the memories at bay. What he doesn’t expect is the fiery, socially awkward bombshell he’s been hired to protect.

Carrie Johnson is desperate to escape her father’s overbearing grip in Chicago. Determined to prove she can live life on her own terms, she flees to the small, quiet town of Harbor Springs. But freedom is short-lived when her father’s influence follows her in the form of Ethan Hayes—the most infuriatingly attractive man she’s ever met. At first, Ethan sees her as nothing more than a spoiled brat, but after a magical, unexpected kiss, he’s struggling to resist her charms.

When Carrie’s car is vandalized, her modeling career is sabotaged by a vengeful ex-boyfriend, and her father leaves for Tokyo, she’s forced to rely on the very man she swore she didn’t need. Meanwhile, Ethan begins to realize Carrie might just be what he’s been missing all along—a reason to hope, to heal, and maybe even to love again.

As their connection deepens, ghosts from both their pasts resurface, threatening the fragile bond they’ve built. But Ethan and Carrie refuse to let their fears win. Together, they’ll fight for the future they’ve only dared to dream of—no matter what it costs.

Love, danger, and second chances collide in this sizzling romance about healing, trust, and the power of a love worth fighting for.




In Love With My Bodyguard 


Carrie
I couldn’t sleep. No matter how hard I tried to shut my eyes, no matter how many times I told myself I was safe, the image of Daniel’s face—twisted, smug, defiant—kept surfacing, vivid and sharp like a dagger pressing into my thoughts. The house was quiet, too quiet, except for the occasi...

  
Carrie

I couldn’t sleep. No matter how hard I tried to shut my eyes, no matter how many times I told myself I was safe, the image of Daniel’s face—twisted, smug, defiant—kept surfacing, vivid and sharp like a dagger pressing into my thoughts. The house was quiet, too quiet, except for the occasi...

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