Thursday, November 14, 2013

Uniform Desires (Make Mine Military) Box Set Book Blast

Uniform Desires
(Make Mine Military Romance)

MMM Publishing

Publication Date: November 11, 2013

Sharon Hamilton
Melissa Shroeder 
Elle James 
Delilah Devlin 
JM Madden 
 Cat Johnson


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Six New York Times, USA Today and National Bestselling Authors combine their love of hot military romance, weaving tales of super alpha heroes and the women who love them. They love hard. They love intensely, like everything else in life they do. This is intended as a toe-curling, knee-wobbling read not for the faint of heart as we learn about heroes who put their lives on the line every day.

Six Military Romances

Infatuation by USA Today bestselling author Melissa Schroeder

To prove her love and save her man, she has to go above and beyond the call of duty

SEAL's Honor by award-winning author Elle James

Two Navy SEALs jeopardize their lives and hearts in a battle-torn land when they vie for the love of one sexy Night Stalker helicopter pilot

SEAL the Deal by national bestselling author Sharon Hamilton

A SEAL's nightmare of a promise given at his sister's deathbed gives him the woman of his dreams

Dangerous Liaison by national bestselling author Delilah Devlin

A pampered travel agent escapes through the jungle with an undercover DEA agent when a drug lord mistakes her for a rival's daughter

Her Forever Hero by bestselling author JM Madden

When the boss's pregnant, unwed daughter needs rescuing, disabled Marine Grafton Parks proves he's still a hero

Cinderella Liberty by NY Times & USA Today bestselling author Cat Johnson

Marine Gunnery Sergeant John "Crash" O'Malley has two goals for the immediate future. One, enjoy his liberty in New York City, and two, survive his deployment to Afghanistan. What he didn't plan on is Trish. A guy can't have a one-night stand with his best friend's sister and then abandon her at midnight when his liberty ends, but starting a new relationship days before shipping out would be crazy. Then again, Crash never did do things the easy way.

What he doesn't realize is that his friend's displeasure over Crash breaking the "no sisters rule" is nothing compared to what the insurgents have in store for them in the Helmand Province. Now it's a matter of survival because Crash's new objective is to get home and make Trish his.



Camp Leatherneck/Bastion

Helmand Province, Afghanistan

August 2013

The night sky lit with the glowing red trails of incoming fire. It was like the Fourth of July back home, but a hell of a lot less fun.

Instead of being in a tank top and shorts, kicking back in a folding chair with a cold beer in his hand and seventeen more in the cooler, Crash was hunkered down behind a berm with the grit of Afghan dirt between his teeth.

The noise of the incoming rockets was deafening. Meanwhile, as crazy as it seemed, his attention kept straying to how the rocks beneath him were jabbing into his legs through his uniform. That was when he wasn't occupied wondering if any deadly scorpions or black widow spiders were lurking nearby. God, how he hated anything with more than four legs.

The butt of the M4 semi-automatic rifle pressed into Crash's shoulder as his jaw clenched with determination. He had no intention of dying today as Gunnery Sergeant John O'Malley. He was going to live long enough to be selected for Master Sergeant, and after that, Master Guns, and these bastard insurgents weren't going to be the ones to take that away from him.

He'd survived a float to Iraq, plus two deployments to Djibouti and he hadn't seen any shit like this. Yeah, at Camp Lemonier there'd been a vehicle-born IED that luckily never made it to the front gate, but there were no frigging rockets.

Crash was an aviation mechanic. He was an air-winger, not an infantryman. His MOS didn't normally put him in the line of direct—or hell, even indirect fire during ground combat like this. The closest thing he had come to being shot at was the twenty-eight days of Marine Combat Training at Camp Geiger when he'd first come in, and those shots were blanks.

He'd be damned if he'd get killed during the drawdown, when the US was in the process of pulling out of this godforsaken country and turning the running of it over to the Afghan military.

"What the fuck!" Zippy was next to him, lying facedown like Crash, manning his own weapon. "These bastards have some big frigging balls."

Crash had to agree. To attack an installation this size took some major cajones.

Camp Bastion was the main British military base in Afghanistan, as well as the air hub used by the US Marines. Adjacent was Camp Leatherneck, NATO's headquarters for the region. Between the two, there was a good amount of firepower stationed here.

That didn't seem to matter to these crazy motherfuckers lobbing shit at them. No, it seemed as if their Southwest Asia enemy, Taliban-Charlie, was not going to make this deployment easy.

"Command knew this was coming," Crash shouted over the noise.

They had to have known. Too many orders had come down the pike recently, changes to procedure, all of which pointed to preparation for a suspected attack.

At least this time the camp had been prepared. Unlike last September when a small group of Taliban dressed in stolen US uniforms waltzed right onto the base one night thanks to cutbacks in security and patrols. That mistake had cost the good guys a few refueling stations, half a dozen hangers, eight Harriers and, far more devastating than the material losses, the lives of two US Marines.

For once it seemed the military had learned from past mistakes. This time, personnel had been issued extra ammo and told to sleep with their weapons within reach. Extra foot patrols had been added, no one was allowed to travel to the other side of camp after dark, and they'd been told not to gather in large groups, which included eating in the chow hall.

That last order had been the most inconvenient. Take-out food was fine at home when Crash could grab something to go from the window of a fast food joint and bring it back to the barracks. Here? Not so much. But for safety's sake, all the new orders were necessary. For once command had made a change for a good reason instead of their usual arbitrary, bullshit rules.

Obviously, the big brass had taken whatever chatter they'd heard on the lines seriously. They'd been correct, right down to the timing of the attack—the end of Ramadan when the Muslim world celebrated the completion of a month of daytime fasting with a feast.

Crash had searched online and read all about the religious observance that had provided them with a month of relative peace on base. But judging by this attack, the opposition had taken their Lailut ul-Qadr, Night of Power, to mean something totally different than their religion dictated. The enemy was marking this holy date with a show of strength against the coalition troops, and they'd done it with a bang—literally.

Well, Crash had some power of his own. He gripped his weapon a little tighter. He was a damn good shot, but they'd been issued a limited number of rounds. Every shot had to count. And bullets wouldn't do much good against mortars or rockets anyway. The bad guys were flinging all sorts of shit at them over the chain link perimeter fence topped with razor wire.

It didn't matter. If Crash went down, he'd go down fighting, but he wanted it to be with a clear conscious. There was something he needed to get off his chest.

"Zip, I gotta tell you something."

Over the sound of the incoming fire, Zippy must have heard the gravity in Crash's tone. "Jesus, Crash. We're not gonna die here today so keep your damn confessions for another time. All right?"

"Just listen, please. I need this off my chest."

Zippy let out a huge breath. "Okay, go ahead, but I'm just gonna mock you with whatever you tell me later when we're back home having beers."

Crash sincerely doubted that. He launched into his confession anyway. "In May, while we were in New York, I slept with your sister."

For the first time since they'd taken position, Zippy took his eyes off the perimeter. His gaze cut to Crash, just for a second, before it moved back to the fence. "We're both gonna survive this, so that afterward, I can kick your ass."

From Zippy's mouth to God's ears…

About these Authors:

Until recently, award-winning romance author Delilah Devlin lived in South Texas at the intersection of two dry creeks, surrounded by sexy cowboys in Wranglers. These days, she’s missing the wide-open skies and starry nights but loving her dark forest in Central Arkansas, with its eccentric characters and isolation—the better to feed her hungry muse!

For Delilah, the greatest sin is driving between the lines, because it’s comfortable and safe. Her personal journey has taken her through one war and many countries, cultures, jobs, and relationships to bring her to the place where she is now—writing sexy adventures that hold more than a kernel of autobiography and often share a common thread of self-discovery and transformation.

Delilah Devlin is a prolific and award-winning author of erotica and erotic romance with a rapidly expanding reputation for writing deliciously edgy stories with complex characters. Whether creating dark, erotically-charged paranormal worlds or richly descriptive historical stories that ring with authenticity, Delilah Devlin “pens in uncharted territory that will leave the readers breathless and hungering for more…” (Paranormal Reviews) Ms. Devlin has published over 100 erotic stories in multiple genres and lengths.

She is published by Atria/Strebor, Avon, Berkley, Black Lace, Cleis Press, Ellora’s Cave, Harlequin Spice, Kensington, Running Press, and Samhain Publishing.

Visit Delilah's website at

From an early age, Melissa loved to read. First, it was the books her mother read to her including her two favorites, Winnie the Pooh and the Beatrix Potter books. She cut her preteen teeth on Trixie Belden and read and reviewed To Kill a Mockingbird in middle school. It wasn’t until she was in college that she tried to write her first stories, which were full of angst and pain, and really not that fun to read or write. After trying several different genres, she found romance in a Linda Howard book.

Since the publication of her first book in 2004, Melissa has had close to fifty romances published. She writes in genres from historical suspense to modern day erotic romance to futuristics and paranormals. Included in those releases is the bestselling Harmless series. In 2011, Melissa branched out into self-publishing with A Little Harmless Submission and the popular military spinoff, Infatuation: A Little Harmless Military Romance. Along the way she has garnered an epic nomination, a multitude of reviewer’s recommended reads, over five Capa nods from TRS, three nominations for AAD Bookies and regularly tops the best seller lists on Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Since she spent her childhood as a military brat, Melissa swore never to marry military. But, as we all know, Fate has her way with mortals. She is married to an AF major and is raising her own brats, both human and canine. She spends her days giving in to her addiction to Twitter, counting down the days until her hubby retires, and cursing the military for always sticking them in a location that is filled with bugs big enough to eat her children. 

Visit Melissa’s website at

It all started in first grade when Cat Johnson won the essay contest at Hawthorne Elementary School and got to ride in the Chief of Police's car in the Memorial Day Parade...and the rest, as they say, is history. As an adult, Cat generally tries to stay out of police cars and is thrilled to be writing for a living. She has been published under a different name in the Young Adult genre, but released her first romance in 2006.

Today, she is a NY Times & USA Today best-selling, award-winning author of contemporary romance and contracted with Kensington and Samhain Publishing. She's also sponsored real live bull riding cowboys.

Connect with Cat: WebsiteTwitterFacebookMailing List

Dorchester Publishing released Elle’s first novel and 2004 Golden Heart Winner TO KISS A FROG in March of 2005. Since then, she’s contracted with Harlequin Enterprises Ltd to produce eleven Harlequin Intrigues between 2006-2009.

Elle belongs to the Romance Writers of America, and is a member of the Diamond State Romance Authors, San Antonio Romance Authors, Oklahoma Romance Authors, Society of Childrens Bookwriters and Illustrators, American Screenwriting Association, Published Author Special Interest Chapter, Mystery Writers of America, Novelists Inc, Scriptscene and RomVets chapters.

With the support of her parents, husband, one teenage child, two grown children and one grandchild, Elle is currently at home in Northwest Arkansas happily writing her next edge-of-the-seat suspense.

Visit Elle’s website at

Or visit her alter-ego Myla Jackson at

Sharon’s award-winning almost-erotic Navy SEAL stories of the SEAL Brotherhood, have consistently made best sellers lists and review sites. Her characters follow a spicy road to redemption through passion and true love.

Her Golden Vampires of Tuscany are not like any vamps you’ve read before, since they don’t have to go to ground and can walk around in the full light of the sun.

Her Guardian Angels struggle with the human charges they are sent to save, often escaping their vanilla world of Heaven for the brief human one. You won’t find any of these beings in any Sunday school class.

She lives in Sonoma County, California with her husband, and two Dobermans. A lifelong organic gardener, when she’s not writing, she’s getting vera vera dirty in the mud, or wandering Farmer’s Markets looking for new Heirloom varieties of vegetables and flowers..

Visit Sharon's website at

I don't like to talk about myself so this will be short and sweet.

I am a wife and mother of two. I currently stay home to take care of the farm and family, which I love. I was a deputy sheriff in Ohio for nine years, and I found myself tapping that experience as I wrote Second Time Around. No, I didn't tackle and cuff my husband, although there was that time in K-mart... Anyway, it was quite a change going from writing technical reports with diagrams, witness statements, inventories etc that would stand up in court to writing contemporary romance. I've always written, though, and it was always a dream to do something with that huge, leaning stack of spiral-bound notebooks.

Second Time Around was my first release, and Love on the Line is my eighth. I thank you so much for taking an interest in my work...

Stay tuned. There's a lot more coming

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  1. I couldn't help but think of Miki and Amber when I got the email about this one. ;-) Enjoy girls!

  2. I don't know those authors yet but i can't resist a good military romance as you know so i will keep their name in mind in case this exist in pdf or one day ion print

    thank you!

  3. Wow this sounds excellent! Thanks for the giveaway!

  4. yay military been awhile since ive seen one :x