Six novels from some New York Times, USA Today and award winning bestselling authors! Six individual novels that create one giant book! One story leading into the next into the next! This is a continuation in the hunt for Red Wolf including all the characters you love from Elite Metal!
Target: Tungsten – Heather Long
Zinc’s Heart – Rebecca Royce
Lithium’s Rescue – Sabrina York
Thallium’s Submission – Anna Alexander
Nickel’s Wounds – Saranna DeWylde
Titanium’s Sacrifice – Jennifer Kacey
For more than two years they’ve been ghosts. Nothing but names on empty tombstones. Men and women forced to fade into the background after being pulled from the rubble. Dead Marines saved from a fate worse than death, but ordered to stand down while their lives disappeared all around them.
Some knew it could happen if a mission exploded. Double crossed by more than just Red Wolf. But now is their time to be reborn from the flames of a Phoenix. No longer imprisoned in the shadows. A half-life between them and their future. To make things right coming back to life is their only option.
Loyalty is their salvation but damage is always more than skin deep.
A new hope. A new family. Elite Ghosts.
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He will save her…unless she saves him first.Michelle Parsons is on the run. She has evidence of a plot that could destroy the country, but in order to stop her boss and his extremist cohorts from taking over the US Senate, she needs to get the information into the right hands. Trouble is, her contact, the only man she trusts, has been neutralized. She’s all alone. No one can help her.No one, but the Elite Ghosts.It’s a shame then, that when Benedict Butler—Codename: Lithium—shows up to bring her in from the cold, she doesn’t know if she can trust him or not. And when their relationship evolves into something more…he’s not sure he can trust himself either.
She does something to him, changes him. Heals him, somehow. And in the end, it’s difficult to say who rescued whom.
Michelle stared at her phone as the realization that Ralley was watching her every move—had been watching her every move—whipped through her in a howl of horror. She should have known. She should have guessed.
She was well aware of ASTCORP’s capabilities—of the sensitive information they collected and processed…and how they got it. She should have assumed Ralley would keep the same leash on his employees.
The thought of being watched, listened to, spied on infuriated her.
“Fuck you, Ralley,” she snapped, though he had long ago ended the call. Still, she was certain he heard. He had ears everywhere.
The hell she would wait here for someone to come and collect her.
If Ralley knew everything—and she had to assume he did—she’d never walk away from such an encounter.
She went inside and yanked the curtains closed, even though she knew, if Ralley had eyes on her, he’d be using a thermal scan as well. Shutting him out made her feel better. Then she quickly collected her purse, cash stash and a change of underwear—as well as a knife from the kitchen—and headed for the door.
She had no idea where she was going, other than away, but that would make it harder for Ralley to find her. She didn’t have family or friends outside work. No predictable patterns. She’d slip away in the night to the bus station or the train station and hop on the first transport out of town. Wherever it was going, she would—
She froze as the horrifying sound of a lock snicking shot through the silent room.
Her eyes widened. She lifted the knife.
Hell! Why hadn’t she turned off the lights?
The door eased open with an eerie creak. No one stood in the opening, but Michelle knew better. Someone was there. The barrel of a Sig appeared, capped with a long silencer. Michelle sucked in a breath and ducked back against the wall. When a hand emerged, she slashed it with the knife and, when it clattered to the ground, she executed a roundhouse kick into the doorway in the spot she assumed a face might be.
She got it right. Her assailant flew back with a bellow, slamming into the wall in the hallway. She bolted forward through the door, but he rallied quickly and caught her around the waist. With a howl, she kneed him in the crotch and gave him a healthy punch to the kidneys. She knew all the spots where a man was weak. She’d been trained for hand-to-hand combat since birth.
But he was trained too, and he was bigger. Stronger. A stocky, burly sort with a squashed in face and piggy eyes. And speaking of piggy eyes, when he slammed into her, launching them both back into her apartment onto the floor, she gouged at his.
His response was a clout to her cheek.
It stunned her, but only for a moment.
A moment too long.
He captured both her wrists in one hand and pulled a long KA-BAR from its sheath.
The bastard smiled then, revealing a hatred for dentistry. “He wanted you alive, bitch,” he growled in a thickly accented voice. Russian, if she wasn’t mistaken. Funny what little details filtered in when one was about to die. “It wouldn’t be hard to convince him this couldn’t be helped.”
It was disturbing, the way his eyes glinted as he set the blade to her neck, as though slicing it would bring him a great deal of pleasure.
A flicker of movement behind him caught her attention and her gaze shot to the doorway. She didn’t even bother to wince when his compatriot appeared. It was hardly a surprise. These sorts rarely worked alone.
She didn’t know why her focus locked onto the newcomer’s face, why something rose within her, a wail of denial, a wash of regret. Because he was, this second villain, drop dead gorgeous.
In that second, that fleeting moment of time before she died, a great wave of sadness swamped her. In another world, another universe, another dimension, if such things existed, she would want a man like him. He was tall. Broad. Beautiful.
Their gazes clashed and his eyes narrowed. A muscle bunched in his cheek. Something that might have been cold fury rippled over his features.
And then he moved.
To her shock, he grabbed her assailant around the neck with a muscled arm and levered him to his feet. The knife clattered to the floor. The first man howled and flailed, kicking and scratching at the second in a frenzy to be free. He whipped down, throwing the second man over his shoulders and onto the ground—but the beautiful warrior bounded to his feet and faced his foe with a snarl.
They circled each other, there in the foyer of her apartment, each taking the others’ measure. Michelle would have run, but they were blocking the door, damn it all anyway.
She grabbed the knife though, as it was in range, and scuttled back. She needed to be ready to face the victor when this was over. She had no idea why they were fighting over her, no idea who the second man was, but it hardly mattered. She wasn’t leaving with either of them. She didn’t trust anyone.
It was probably completely idiotic that deep down, in the well of her soul, she hoped the handsome man won. Being handsome didn’t make him a good man. In fact, it often meant the opposite.
The two men came together in a bone-crunching rush. The fight was furious. Fists and grunts and pummeling. The dull thuds of flesh on flesh. The crack of bones. The wet retort of splattering flesh.
It quickly became clear, the pig-eyed man didn’t stand a chance.
The warrior, the beast, demolished him with clout after ruthless, savage clout. With one crushing punch, he sent the smaller man teetering back onto the carpet. He didn’t move.
Michelle paid him little mind. She kept her eyes on the victor, the large and looming man with a sinfully beautiful face. Though she held the knife before her, it trembled.
He stared down at the broken man and his lips quirked in what might have been a smile. Or not. He cracked his knuckles and turned his attention to her. His eyes were cold, emotionless. His expression harsh.
“Strip,” he said.
Just that one word.
Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers. Her titles range from sweet & sexy to scorching romance. Visit her webpage at www.sabrinayork.com to check out her books, excerpts and contests. Get updates, alerts and giveaway announcements from Sabrina here: http://eepurl.com/bj8tKb.
The hunky alpha heroes!!
Great giveaway Sabrina! Thanks for the chance ay a tiara. xoxo
I love military romance because the men are protective, loyal and hot, hot, hot!
Thanks for the chance!!! Love your books. Xoxo
I grew up an Air Force Brat and my husband was also Air Force. There’s just something about a man in uniform!
😀 Julie! I am an army brat!
What a wonderful giveaway Sabrina! I pre-ordered books and hope others follow suite….looking forward to reading your new releases. Happy Dance!!!
So looking forward to this box set!
All of the hot guys!
Just love your books…great GIVEAWAY !! Hey, I’m retired Army. Looking forward to the box set
I really enjoyed that snippet, Sabrina, and now I gotta read that one. Sigh. So many books, so little time. 🙂
Bwahaha. My evil plan!
I love the Alpha males, all capable, strong and *rawr* worthy *swooons* =D I´m a sucker for a great Hero.
Thanks for the giveaway & Happy Wednesday!
I love books that highlights our military and how they fight for us. It is awesome to loose myself in your stories and imagine that I am the heroine in the story.
I’ll be at the party Sabrina and entered as much as I could with the rafflecopter BUT I’m not an Amazon reader, don’t have an account and can’t do the wishlist/pre-order stuff with Amazon. I use Goodreads and BN! Would be nice to have a choice…
I love to read about the heroes of our country. My dad spent 30 yrs in service. Plus it helps that they look hot uniforms or without.
I love a strong, honorable man!
Count me in. Shared, preordered, wish listed, subscribed, Tweeted, & wore a sandwich board!! Lol. I’m really needing a tiara! Congrats on the new collection.
That excerpt! I love military romances because the heroes are so disciplined, loyal to their “brothers,” and have a code of honor, not to mentioned they seem to always know how to react to unexpected situations 😉
WOW, that excerpt definitely hooked me!
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I loveilitary romance because usually the 2 main characters are both very strong willed and not the faint at the he drop of a hat kind of girl/guy. LOL! I like it when the heroine has a backbone. 🙂
Hot heroes, your humor…always a good read no matter what genre.
I love ready about everyday heroes.
I never was really into military romances until I read your stories, so you opened up an entire new genre for me! I’m a sucker for hawt heros! Luvs anything you write!
What can I say, men in uniform. They are strong, protective, loyal, code of honor and they are just great.
They are strong, honorable, protective and loyal. Thats sexy to me.
what do I love about military men huh, well my grandfather,my dad and 3 of my brothers were in the military and one thing that I really loved was that they keep their houses real clean because you have to when you are on base lol what I love about your military men is they are all hot,hot,hot which in real life only about 40% of them are lol
Thanks for the giveaway. You have very hunky covers.
🙂 Thanks Beth Ann!
I love the fact that they can handle whatever is thrown at them, they are hard ass but inside for they woman they love they are teddy bears
Military romances are usually HOT & they keep the action flowing and keep you guessing right up to the conclusion. Thanks for the chance to win. Your reader.
Awesome giveaway! Can’t wait to read.
i love the sexiness of military romance.
I love that the men are protective and honest.
Everything! thank you for the giveaway!! I love to read military romances, 1. men and women who serve our country are amazing and brave 2. love a man in a uniform. : )
The uniforms, strength, courage… Hubba Hubba!
I love military romance because the men always put others before themselves. I was in the military but there were not a lot of good looking guys on my ship. The divers on the ship were buff though & I was good friends with one. I think by what my best friend on the ship told me the guy had asked her if she thought I liked him & if I would sleep with him. She told him that I would not sleep with him but was not sure if I liked him.
I love all the action in military romances!
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Military men have such confidence, respect, honor and are protective and possessive of those they love.
Proud Army brat, met husband while he was in the military and now our son has been active since 2001 with 7 deployments, 3 to Afghanistan and 4 to Iraq.
Everything as these men and women who put thier lives on the line. These military peeps are hard, tough, caring when needed and will lay down the law. They are Alpha with a capital A and then some.
I love men with honor a code and the fact they have to be in shape doesn’t hurt.
Military men are simply the bee’s knees!
I want to thank you for participating in all of these online parties and for providing prizes and running contests. Your books are amazing. You are one of my favorite authors and Facebook friends.
Military romance always has such strong Alpha MALES and I enjoy that type of storyline.
Hi Sabrina love your books thank you for this wonderful opportunity.