Elite Metal – Book One in the Elite Warriors Series
For decades the US Marines funded a top-secret unit known as Elite Recon. A deadly group of men and women sent to infiltrate dozens of countries completely undetected. Mission objectives so extreme casualties were not only probable, but expected.
The current batch of operatives had returned from hundreds of assignments unscathed…until one mission went horribly wrong. Several men lost their lives and the group disbanded. The remaining leathernecks were scattered in the wind with new identities. They were told to blend in. Be normal. Or face being forever silenced just like their fallen brothers.
Now, two years later, each living member of the group is kidnapped and given a chance to make things right. But this time they’re no longer under the thumb of Uncle Sam. A mysterious private backer who knows about their past has brought them back together. No longer are they forced to turn a blind eye to the lost and forsaken.
A new life. A new future…Elite Metal.
Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey, Heather Long, Sabrina York Rebecca Royce, Saranna DeWylde and Roxie Rivera
Mercury’s Poison
by Saranna DeWylde
Serum 17 took his face, took his kindness and took his empathy. It took, in essence, all of John Thrace leaving only the Elite Metal operative “Mercury” in his place. A man marked with a biohazard tattoo because he knows he’s incompatible with other living things. Until he becomes obsessed with the seemingly innocent doctor Hazel Brewer and a chance encounter changes everything.
Hazel knows the giant scarred man won’t hurt her even though she’s in the business of saving lives and he’d rather take them. In fact, she’s never felt safer or more alive than when she’s with him. Even when a terrible biological weapon forces her into his arms for a night of hot passion she won’t soon forget.
Their love could be the redemption he never thought he wanted, or something even more toxic: Mercury’s poison.
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John Thrace didn’t bother to block the bloodied knuckles that connected with his face. In fact, he laughed. Laughed like a madman as the punches kept crashing into him. He kept waiting for it to hurt, kept waiting to feel something.
Kept waiting for it to matter.
His opponent was some no-name thug from the street looking to make history. Looking to move up in his gang. Maybe even get another teardrop tattoo next to his eye.
He roared, this other man with his bloodied fists and bared teeth. Roared with a rage that was nothing but a drop in the endless ocean of John’s own. So he laughed again, even as the contact spun his head to the side and he spat the blood that dribbled down from his nose and over his lips.
“Hit. Me.” He demanded, punctuating each word. “Otherwise you’re just wasting my time.”
Another blow connected, but still, to his great rage, his horror, and his abject despair, he felt nothing. Nothing at all.
The small crowd that had gathered booed as they watched the giant, scarred man get his ass kicked without putting up the fight they were looking for. The fight they’d bet on. They’d want a piece of him too if he went down easy.
Maybe he’d feel that. Maybe finally, he’d be punished for his sins.
Serum 17 had taken more than his good looks. When it had spontaneously combusted and gone airborne, it tore through the left side of his face with a hundred blades, but it had damaged something deeper. He still hadn’t figured out if it was his pain and pleasure receptors, or the processing centers of his brain.
That seemed pretty inconsequential when he considered what it had done to his team. The whole left side of his body scarred like he’d been dipped in acid, but he still breathed. He hadn’t drowned in his own blood and screams like the rest of the team. He would have, if the project manager hadn’t suited up and dragged him to the decontamination unit. He could still see it so clearly—the cystic blisters blooming, the blood—so much fucking red.
John wouldn’t think about that now, he couldn’t. He had to think about this moment, about how he was going to get his fix. How he was going to make himself hurt on the outside as much as on the inside.
ELITE METAL
Bound By Steele
Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey
To save his Marine brothers and sister he must accept the past isn’t dead and buried.
Reuniting survivors means he is forced to first forgive…the enemy.
Chrome’s Salvation
Jennifer Kacey
A former leader of Elite Recon, reduced to nothing more than an apathetic existence.
Until his girl’s life hangs in the balance…now nothing will stand in the way of him coming back to life.
Adamantium’s Roar
Anna Alexander
Adamantium left Beth to what he thought was a better life, only to find she had been living in hell. Now he’ll do anything, break any vow, to claim her as his for all time.
Pure Copper
Heather Long
Copper will do whatever it takes to get the job done, even if it means seducing and betraying the one man who really sees her.
Sterling’s Seduction
Sabrina York
When a snoopy reporter threatens the Elite Metal, Sterling will do whatever it takes to kill her story about the team. Even if it means he has to tie her to his bed.
Platinum’s Choice
Rebecca Royce
Platinum left the life he had with Rose in New York to rejoin his team and silence the nightmares from Operation Phoenix. But when Rose is forced to go on the run with Platinum’s hidden son, he will have no choice but to return to his old life and reclaim what he has ached for every day since. Red Wolf’s sniper wants to nudge Plat’s underbelly and they’re going to find out quickly how deadly he can be.
Mercury’s Poison
Saranna DeWylde
A scarred, mad genius more monster than man must protect the beauty he’s become obsessed with from a beast more terrible than himself.
Forged in Silver
Roxie Rivera
Rebel. Nomad. Troublemaker.
After surviving the double-cross during Operation Phoenix, Former Elite Recon Marine Silver embraces the underworld and builds a new life as one of the world’s most renowned thieves. Jewels, paintings, corporate espionage–there’s no job he won’t take for the right price.
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