They were sent to erase her. Instead, they kept her—and now the deadliest unit alive is the only thing between a hacker and a kill order she never asked for.

When she cracks a buried kill ledger, Ghost Unit gets the directive: terminate the "civvy." Ryker—the silent precision. Hawke—the storm with a scarred code. Grayson—beautiful chaos. They break protocol and drag her into an off-grid bunker where concrete, gunfire, and rough training burn away fear. Desire hits just as hard. So does the truth: someone is manufacturing perfect soldiers, a serum that turns men into monsters is moving again, and the breach in their walls isn't the only threat—it's the past they thought they buried.

To survive, she must learn to shoot, to lie, to trust the very ghosts who took her. Lines blur. Rules break. The mission shifts from elimination to obsession, from captivity to a savage kind of protection.

Razor-edged, breathless, and wickedly intimate, The Unit That Took Me is a dark military reverse-harem romance packed with forced proximity, protective kidnapping, found family of killers, and a conspiracy that hunts from the shadows. Trust is a risk. Love is an order no one can follow. And once she chooses her ghosts, there's no going back.