Lying
in Ruins
in Ruins
Fate’s Vultures #1
by Jami Gray
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic
Romantic Suspense
Romantic Suspense
The world didn't end in
fire and explosions, instead it collapsed slowly, like falling
dominoes, an intensifying panic of disease, food shortages, wild
weather and collapsing economies, until what remained of humanity
battles for survival in a harsh new reality.
Charity
uses lethal survival skills learned too early in her work as a
'Hound, sniffing out pivotal secrets for one of the most powerful
people on the west coast. Her work is deceptive, deadly, and best
performed solo, which means when she has a run-in with a member of
the notorious Fate's Vultures, she has no intention of joining forces
in some mockery of teamwork. The man might be sexy as hell, but she
travels alone. She will accomplish her mission and she will settle a
score - hopefully with the edge of her blade. But fate has other
plans.
uses lethal survival skills learned too early in her work as a
'Hound, sniffing out pivotal secrets for one of the most powerful
people on the west coast. Her work is deceptive, deadly, and best
performed solo, which means when she has a run-in with a member of
the notorious Fate's Vultures, she has no intention of joining forces
in some mockery of teamwork. The man might be sexy as hell, but she
travels alone. She will accomplish her mission and she will settle a
score - hopefully with the edge of her blade. But fate has other
plans.
As
one of Fate’s Vultures, a nomadic band of arbitrators known for
their ruthless verdicts, Ruin witnesses the carnage of corruption and
greed battering the remnants of humanity, and he bears the scars to
prove it. Now he has a damn 'Hound showing up in suspicious
circumstances, leaving every cell of his body sceptical - and
painfully aroused. The woman is trouble, and Ruin has every intention
of steering clear. But when they realise they have a common enemy,
Charity and Ruin will have to set aside their distrust if they want
to achieve their mutual goal - justice and revenge.
one of Fate’s Vultures, a nomadic band of arbitrators known for
their ruthless verdicts, Ruin witnesses the carnage of corruption and
greed battering the remnants of humanity, and he bears the scars to
prove it. Now he has a damn 'Hound showing up in suspicious
circumstances, leaving every cell of his body sceptical - and
painfully aroused. The woman is trouble, and Ruin has every intention
of steering clear. But when they realise they have a common enemy,
Charity and Ruin will have to set aside their distrust if they want
to achieve their mutual goal - justice and revenge.
Sometimes,
when the world's gone to hell, it's better to stick with the devil
you know...
when the world's gone to hell, it's better to stick with the devil
you know...
Excerpt 2
‘Sorry, sweets.’ Charity blinked and gathered her scattered wits as she was left staring at the back
of Ruin’s head. ‘Still not leaning that way. Promise you’ll be the second to know if I do.’
of Ruin’s head. ‘Still not leaning that way. Promise you’ll be the second to know if I do.’
Brightly painted lips formed a moue of mock disappointment below the garish glasses
before Echo winked at Ruin. ‘Promises, promises,’ she chided. She slid in on the table’s
other side, taking time to smooth her skirt under her as she sat, her elaborate pigtails
swaying in time to her movements. ‘Who’s your friend?’
before Echo winked at Ruin. ‘Promises, promises,’ she chided. She slid in on the table’s
other side, taking time to smooth her skirt under her as she sat, her elaborate pigtails
swaying in time to her movements. ‘Who’s your friend?’
Charity gave her time to settle, waiting until the other woman’s shrewd gaze came back to
her before picking up the conversation. ‘Ruin.’
her before picking up the conversation. ‘Ruin.’
Under the precisely cut dark bangs, an eyebrow rose above the rhinestone rim as she
studied the silent man. She made a tsking noise, then, ‘Not your normal type, Charity.’
studied the silent man. She made a tsking noise, then, ‘Not your normal type, Charity.’
Charity didn’t bother stifling her snort. ‘I don’t have a type, Echo.’
‘I beg to differ.’ Echo rested her elbow on the table and one teal blue nail, filed into a sharp
point accented with a winking faux diamond stabbed the air. ‘Rough-edged.’ Another finger
rose. ‘Silent, brooding.’ A third went up. ‘Built for dirty, dirty deeds.’ She leered openly at
Ruin before her hand shifted so she could rest her chin on her palm. Her speculative gaze
went right back to Charity. ‘Hate to break it to you, honey, but that constitutes a type.’
point accented with a winking faux diamond stabbed the air. ‘Rough-edged.’ Another finger
rose. ‘Silent, brooding.’ A third went up. ‘Built for dirty, dirty deeds.’ She leered openly at
Ruin before her hand shifted so she could rest her chin on her palm. Her speculative gaze
went right back to Charity. ‘Hate to break it to you, honey, but that constitutes a type.’
Charity found it difficult not to think about the things associated with ‘dirty, dirty deeds’,
especially considering who she sat next to, but by some miracle she managed not to
squirm or look at Ruin. ‘Not here to discuss my personal life.’
especially considering who she sat next to, but by some miracle she managed not to
squirm or look at Ruin. ‘Not here to discuss my personal life.’
‘Sadly, you never are.’ Echo sighed dramatically as she twirled the end of one pigtail
around her finger. ‘Since you won’t indulge me, why don’t you ask me for what you
need?’
around her finger. ‘Since you won’t indulge me, why don’t you ask me for what you
need?’
Beg
For Mercy
For Mercy
Fate's
Vultures #2
Vultures #2
Choosing
a side has never been so dangerous…
a side has never been so dangerous…
The
world didn’t end in fire and explosions, instead it collapsed
slowly, like falling dominoes, an intensifying panic of disease, food
shortages, wild weather and collapsing economies, until what remains
of humanity battles for survival in a harsh new reality.
world didn’t end in fire and explosions, instead it collapsed
slowly, like falling dominoes, an intensifying panic of disease, food
shortages, wild weather and collapsing economies, until what remains
of humanity battles for survival in a harsh new reality.
An
assassin by trade, a loner by nature, Mercy is sent to infiltrate the
Cartels and unmask the identity of their new silent partner. Instead,
she discovers a darker plan threatening to crumble the entire
Southwest and ends up with a hefty bounty on her head. Still, she’s
determined to stop the impending attack at any cost, even if it means
partnering up with a member of the notorious Fate’s Vultures.
assassin by trade, a loner by nature, Mercy is sent to infiltrate the
Cartels and unmask the identity of their new silent partner. Instead,
she discovers a darker plan threatening to crumble the entire
Southwest and ends up with a hefty bounty on her head. Still, she’s
determined to stop the impending attack at any cost, even if it means
partnering up with a member of the notorious Fate’s Vultures.
After
enduring a brutal, blood-soaked lesson on the savagery of
civilisation’s scavengers, Havoc is well acquainted with the
consequences of battling predators. But as a member of the nomadic
band of arbitrators known as Fate’s Vultures, he’s determined to
cement the necessary alliances to oust the biggest threat looming on
the horizon. When an enigmatic woman crosses his path, her secrets
and troubling loyalty light the fuse on an unexpected craving and his
insatiable curiosity.
enduring a brutal, blood-soaked lesson on the savagery of
civilisation’s scavengers, Havoc is well acquainted with the
consequences of battling predators. But as a member of the nomadic
band of arbitrators known as Fate’s Vultures, he’s determined to
cement the necessary alliances to oust the biggest threat looming on
the horizon. When an enigmatic woman crosses his path, her secrets
and troubling loyalty light the fuse on an unexpected craving and his
insatiable curiosity.
In
order to trap a common foe and derail an impending threat, Havoc and
Mercy must turn the tables to hunt a predator. Can an assassin and a
mercenary find their balance on the thin line of loyalty, or will it
snap under the weight of their wary hearts?
order to trap a common foe and derail an impending threat, Havoc and
Mercy must turn the tables to hunt a predator. Can an assassin and a
mercenary find their balance on the thin line of loyalty, or will it
snap under the weight of their wary hearts?
Jami
Gray is the coffee addicted, music junkie, Queen Nerd of her personal
Geek Squad, Alpha Mom of the Fur Minxes, and award winning author of
the Urban Fantasy series, The Kyn Kronicles, the Paranormal Romantic
Suspense series, PSY-IV Teams, and her latest Romantic Suspense
series, Fate’s Vultures. She writes to soothe the voices in her
head.
Gray is the coffee addicted, music junkie, Queen Nerd of her personal
Geek Squad, Alpha Mom of the Fur Minxes, and award winning author of
the Urban Fantasy series, The Kyn Kronicles, the Paranormal Romantic
Suspense series, PSY-IV Teams, and her latest Romantic Suspense
series, Fate’s Vultures. She writes to soothe the voices in her
head.
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