The SEAL's Captive Bride: A Dark Military Romance

By Sue Lyndon

In the aftermath of a horrendous war, former SEAL Rick Stanford catches a pretty little thief sneaking around the settlement he’s been charged to protect. Rather than see the petite brunette tried for her crimes, he protects Ally in the best way he knows how—by claiming the reluctant young woman as his wife. He’s been longing for a female to call his own for quite some time, and now that he’s found Ally, he’ll never let her go.

The whole world has gone to hell, and Ally can’t believe her only option for survival is to marry a complete stranger. She soon discovers her new husband is firm but fair. He promises to keep her safe, but he also promises to spank her bare bottom when she disobeys him. Though she wasn’t the most willing of brides, Ally can’t help but admire her ruggedly handsome and kind husband, and she longs for him to thoroughly claim her for the first time. But can she truly find love with the tough former SEAL who demands her obedience?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sweet Savage Press
• Release date: Feb 3, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386824923

Sue Lyndon

USA TODAY bestselling author Sue Lyndon writes naughty spanking romances in a variety of genres, from contemporary to historical to fantasy. She's a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica. She also writes non-bdsm sci-fi romance under the name Sue Mercury. When she's not busy working on her next book, you'll find her hanging out with her family, watching sci-fi movies, reading, or sneaking chocolate.

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The SEAL’s Captive Bride:

A Dark Military Romance

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Sue Lyndon

Copyright © 2016 The SEAL’s Captive Bride by Sue Lyndon

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About this book:

In the aftermath of a horrendous war, former SEAL Rick Stanford catches a pretty little thief sneaking around the settlement he’s been charged to protect. Rather than see the petite brunette tried for her crimes, he protects Ally in the best way he knows how—by claiming the reluctant young woman as his wife. He’s been longing for a female to call his own for quite some time, and now that he’s found Ally, he’ll never let her go.

The whole world has gone to hell, and Ally can’t believe her only option for survival is to marry a complete stranger. She soon discovers her new husband is firm but fair. He promises to keep her safe, but he also promises to spank her bare bottom when she disobeys him. Though she wasn’t the most willing of brides, Ally can’t help but admire her ruggedly handsome and kind husband, and she longs for him to thoroughly claim her for the first time. But can she truly find love with the tough former SEAL who demands her obedience?

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

About the Author

Chapter One

Murmuring voices, laughter, and music carried across the Celebration Hall. Rick sat at the head table and watched happy couples dancing, his dark mood a stark contrast to the merriment around him. These sorts of festivities only served as a painful reminder of his bachelorhood, but as the commander of the Emerald Forces he needed to remain visible in the settlement. That meant attending birthday parties, hunting celebrations, and holiday feasts on a regular basis, whether or not he wanted to.

He hid his scowl in his mug of beer. He had no one but himself to blame for his solitude. Young, single women arrived at Emerald on occasion. Why hadn’t he claimed one yet? Each time a new female arrived, he sat back and watched as another man volunteered to become her husband.

Though he longed to leave this party—a celebration put on by the Elders after a successful hunt—he found himself reluctant to return home. The brick house he’d recently moved into was too large and too quiet. He’d argued against the move, but the Elders had insisted he deserved the honor after years of protecting the settlement. Disinclined to insult them, he’d finally agreed and moved into the ridiculously large house.

Maybe it was the emptiness of his new home, or maybe it was because life had settled down in Emerald since their last large skirmish with the Raiders two years ago, but he was seriously considering taking a wife the next time he came across an available young woman. Violent chaos reigned beyond the walls of Emerald and other similar settlements, and outsider women never balked at the stipulation that they must marry an Emerald man in order to live here.

Twenty years ago, this land had been a state called Pennsylvania. But now it was just a large stretch of forests and mountains, with no national government in control. Survivors of the great war had to band together in settlements, or else risk violence from the Raiders—the name given to the nomadic criminals who lived by no rules but their own and sought to ravage peaceful communities like Emerald.

Rick finally left the party and returned to his large brick house. Though the downstairs woodstove kept his home warm, he started a fire in his living room hearth, planning to spend the evening reading by the fire. Before the war, he’d never read for enjoyment, but now that he had the time, he took the opportunity to lose himself in a novel every chance he got. The former hardass SEAL in him would have scoffed at his new pastime.

But people change, and he would keep changing because the world demanded it.

Despite the changing world, he still clung to notions of love and romance, because when he was a teenager, before the war, that was how couples joined together and got married. Though he considered himself adaptable to any circumstances, he had been shocked upon his arrival in Emerald to discover marriages were either arranged, or single women aged eighteen and up were simply claimed. A finder’s keepers sort of law. But then he learned of similar rules in other settlements, and the way Raiders treated their women was downright barbaric compared to places like Emerald.

All the couples dancing tonight had looked happy, even though none of their marriages had been a result of a love match. Rick laughed at the ridiculousness of his thoughts. When the fuck had he become such a romantic? He supposed he wished any woman he laid claim to wanted him in return.

None of that mattered though. What mattered was that he was part of a strong community, and he cared about the people of Emerald very much. Hell, he would sacrifice his life for any of them. He’d returned from the war to find all his family and friends had perished, and when he’d come across Emerald, he’d decided to make it his home and contribute to the community in the best way he knew how—protecting it.

Fuck. He ran a hand over his face. It was past time he take a wife and start a family of his own. The world would never be what it once was, but that didn’t mean he had to spend the rest of his days wishing for the life he would’ve had if not for the war.

He flipped open his book and started reading, though thoughts of taking a wife rested in the back of his mind with every turn of the page.

Hours later, a sudden noise thrust him out of his musings. He jumped to his feet, adrenaline pumping through his veins. It was late. The party had ended long ago, and all of Emerald was probably snug in their beds.

The faint creak of the garage