(Crossfire Duology: Book 1)
BLURB
Three factions rule Southern Archaides: the human faction - known as The Delegation, the demon faction - known as The Underground, and the saint faction - known as The Syndicate. But power between the three is far from equal and there are those who seek to change that at any cost.
Angel is a breed - half human, half demon - working for a private investigator in the city of New Hope. But when her boss goes missing she finds herself plunged into a world of spies, lies, murder plots, and deadly secrets.
It's a tangled web to unravel and for every answer Angel uncovers, a dozen new questions emerge. Someone is trying to pit the three factions against each other, but who and why? It's up to Angel to find out before all out war buries Southern Archaides in ash.
EXCERPT
“So what’s up with the goons?
Are you having me followed?”
“Only since this morning. I
figured you’d show up at Bo’s eventually.” He drummed his blunt fingers on the
table. “Sorry about bringing up bad memories over The Boneyard, but it was the
only thing I could think of that might get you to come.”
Angel shrugged. “It worked. So
why did you want to see me? I have a feeling it’s not so you can tell me where
Bo is, even though I think you know.”
His fingers stilled. “I brought
you here to tell you to back off. Stay out of this, Angel. It’s way too big for
you.”
“You expect me to abandon Bo on
your say so?” She laughed. “You’re crazy if you really believe I would
do that. Where is he, Rez? What were you looking for in his office?”
“Still the same old Angel.
Still living your life all about Bo. Wonderful, noble, heroic, Bo.” He snorted.
“Tell me how noble it is to take a scared kid off the street and turn her into
your little puppet.”
Angel stiffened. “Everything
I’ve done is to repay Bo for taking me in and giving me a reason to live. It’s
called gratitude, look it up.”
Rez’s lip curled back over his
teeth. “Yeah, Bo gave you a reason to live all right. He also gave you a home
and a family, then he took it all away. What do you owe him for that?”
“I didn’t fit in at the
Shelter. Bo taking me out was the best thing for everyone involved.”
“You are so...” Rez growled,
curling his hands into fists and shaking them. The muscles in his arms bulged.
“Pigheaded, stubborn, stupid.... You still believe that bullshit? Bo took you
out of the Shelter because of me. Because we were getting too close and
he was afraid somebody besides him would have some influence over you. He was
afraid he was losing control. I tried to tell you that the night you left, but
you wouldn’t listen.”
“And I’m not listening now.”
Angel drew her pistol and was on her feet in one quick motion which would have
caught anybody less familiar with her completely off-guard.
Rez caught Angel’s wrist and
held it tight enough to show he meant business. The barrel of the gun was
pointed right between his eyes. “I could break your arm.”
“And I could shoot you in the
face.” Angel’s finger hovered over the trigger.
“But you won’t.”
She thumbed back the hammer.
“Try me.”
AMAZON
Watch for the sequel, Firestorm, coming April 16.
BLURB
Angel meant to stop a war. Instead, she may have
caused one.
With everyone out for her blood, Angel is forced to
hide in the last place she wants to be. But hiding will only be an option for
so long. Somehow, she must make amends for her mistakes and find a way to save
Southern Archaides from those who seek to destroy it. But matters are more complex than she knows. Angel thinks she has all the answers. She has no idea how wrong she is. And as the lines between enemy and friend begin to blur, she finds her heart drawn to two different men, both of whom have betrayed her in the past. But how can she choose between them when each owns half her heart?
With millions of lives at stake, Angel has to make
some tough choices. Choices which could cost her everything she holds most
dear.
EXCERPT
Angel let herself freefall until she was safely
clear of the helicopter, then brought out her wings. Their white light lit the
dark like a ray of sunshine. She loaded the last clip into her machine gun and
pulled the remaining grenade free from her belt.
She flew between the helicopter carrying her
companions and the one flown by her enemies. The black helicopter opened fire,
but Angel was well clear of its guns. She heard bullets strike metal but had no
time to worry about it.
The helicopter pilot scrambled for something beside
his seat. Angel assumed he was looking for a gun, though it seemed a bad idea
for him to try and shoot her through the glass. But she didn't intend to give
him time to figure that out. She pulled the pin, punched the window out, and
dropped the grenade into the pilot's lap. She caught a glimpse of his stunned
and horrified expression before she swooped away.
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