Under Galahad's Protection

They call me Galahad, the purest knight at Arthur's table. It's a call sign, nothing more-I had blood on my hands before I wore the uniform. So when a woman with a target on her back walks into my life, I do the only thing I'm built for. I protect her.Grace Laurent runs a small-town coffee shop where everyone leaves a little lighter. She's bright, she's open, and she has no idea what she's in for. Escorting her to London to authenticate a family heirloom is just a job for me. An easy one.Until dangerous men discover what she's carrying: one of the lost Imperial Fabergé eggs, worth tens of millions.My job becomes moving her. London. Paris. Prague. Keep her breathing while we outrun the men chasing her.But Grace is more focused on me than her own safety. She calls me on my scowl, makes me laugh for the first time in years, and her green eyes keep finding mine like they already know all my secrets.If I stay close enough to keep her alive, she'll undo every rule I live by-no emotions, no connections, no exceptions. But if I pull away for a second, I'll lose her to people who'll kill for the egg.Under Galahad's Protection is a grumpy-sunshine military romantic suspense featuring an ex-operator who understands exits better than he understands feelings, a barista whose grandmother was hiding more secrets than just the egg, and a chase across Europe with no second chances.Welcome to Round Table Security, where the knights don't wear shining armor, they wear tactical gear. Every member of the team will get their HEA with no cliffhangers, no cheating, and a heavy dose of Arthurian inspiration. Books can be read in any order.

Pages: 366, Paperback, Just One Thread Publishing