Elite Metal is here!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Elite Metal â€“ 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 unscathedâ€¦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 theyâ€™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 futureâ€¦Elite Metal.
Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey, Heather Long, Sabrina York Rebecca Royce, Saranna DeWylde and Roxie Rivera
By Jennifer Kacey
Chrome had it all. Exactly what he wanted. A career in the Marines he loved, fighting alongside his brothers and sisters to protect the US from everything set out to destroy it. Then on their last mission asÂ Elite ReconÂ they were double-crossedâ€¦and everything went horribly wrong.
Cammie needs help rescuing her siblings from the clutches of a man determined to crush everything she holds dear. But she has no one to turn to. No one to lean on when sheâ€™s trapped in a world she never knew existed. Lost in a world of pseudo-normalcy Chromeâ€™s reduced to nothing more than existing. Day in. Day out. Nothing to live for.
UntilÂ hisÂ girlâ€™s life hangs in the balance. Now nothing will stand in his way of coming back to life.
Love at first sight is a myth. Or so Chrome thought.Â Everything he thinks is true disappears in the presenceâ€¦of his salvation.
Unable to help himself he kept a safe distance from her andâ€¦
He rolled his eyes and headed off in the opposite direction of his Harley, which he was so ready to open up on the highway and blow the wistful bullshit out of his head.
Then he stopped dead in his tracks.
He was single.
She seemed single.
It wasnâ€™t too long ago when he used to know how to actually talk to a woman to get her out of her panties, and he was pretty sure he could remember how to do that for the right person.
The chick slowly moving away from him, digging in her purse surely for her keys could definitely be the right person.
He wouldnâ€™t know unless he actually cut the silent and deadly act and went and talked to her.
He turned on his heel, moving back toward her, and he picked up the pace to try to get to her before she got to her vehicle. The lights on an SUV blinked when she hit a button on her remote control.
The tiny prick on the back of his neck shot so much adrenaline into his system, all of his training came out in an explosion of instinct.
He swept his leg out behind him, dropping one of his attackers. But that was it. His brain kept telling his muscles to move but as if in slow motion he hit the ground.
Whatever drug pumping through his system was effective if not lethal.
Another masked man dressed all in black stepped next to him just as a van pulled up beside him.
No squealing tires. No sound at all. Pure silence surrounded him.
The door opened and two more men, dressed similarly piled out, lifting him into the confines of the unmarked vehicle. The first man grabbed his bag, which had fallen to the ground and flung it in next to him. He climbed in, shutting the door behind himself.
Chrome wanted to ask questions, he willed his mouth to move but he couldnâ€™t get his lips, much less his vocal cords, to cooperate.
Heâ€™d had this drug before. His responsesâ€”heâ€™d experienced them before.
His team had been chemically trained to resist the effects of most muscular paralyzers. In their line of work the government had spared no expense.
Most anyone else would have already been unconscious. But he fought just as he was trained to do.
The van moved but he couldnâ€™t see anything but sky after they pulled out of the parking garage.
Another prick in his arm registered and he huffed out a breath. It was the only displeasure he could register before darkness sucked him under.
His eyes flicked open and closed as he tried to retain consciousness.
The crackle of a radio made its way past the fog trying to overtake him.
â€œChrome secure. ETA thirteen hours.â€
They found me.
Whatever torture was coming, whoever thought they could break him to get what they wantedâ€¦ They were shit outta luck. Heâ€™d go to his grave before he talked. Resignation filled his mind.
He always knew his enemies would find him eventually. Or the government found someone fast enough to dispose of him.
They were quicker than he expected.
The sleeping face of the little girl, and the tear-stained eyes of the woman heâ€™d wanted flashed in front of his eyelids.
He was glad they were the last people heâ€™d ever see.
And no matter what was coming heâ€™d be dead within a matter of days.
Thank God itâ€™s finally over.
Relief settled deep inside.
Blackness seeped into his mind and for the first time, and hopefully the last â€¦he didnâ€™t fight it.
Bound By Steele
Anna Alexander and Jennifer Kacey
To save his Marine brothers and sister he must accept the past isnâ€™t dead and buried.
Reuniting survivors means he is forced to first forgiveâ€¦the enemy.
A former leader of Elite Recon, reduced to nothing more than an apathetic existence.
Until his girlâ€™s life hangs in the balanceâ€¦now nothing will stand in the way of him coming back to life.
Adamantium left Beth to what he thought was a better life, only to find she had been living in hell. Now heâ€™ll do anything, break any vow, to claim her as his for all time.
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.
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 left the life he had with Rose in New York to rejoin his team and silence the nightmares from Operation Phoenix.Â Â But when Rose is forced to go on the run with Platinumâ€™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 Wolfâ€™s sniper wants to nudge Platâ€™s underbelly and theyâ€™re going to find out quickly how deadly he can be.
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
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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ELITE METAL PARTY GIVEAWAY:
Win the Elite Metal Party PackÂ Â – Drawing on March 1st!!!
Anna Alexander:Â Â Adamantium t-shirt & Autographed copy of The Cowboy Way; Saranna DeWylde: Ebook bundle of Fat and Slut; Jennifer Kacey: Signed print copy of Jennifer Kaceyâ€™s Â BDSM Anthology and extra goodies; Heather Long: A print, autographed copy of Her Marine Bodyguard and $10 GC to Amazon; Roxie Rivera: MMA tshirt, Autographed copy of a print book & a button; Rebecca Royce:Â Â Â Signed print copy of Alphas Strength and a choice of an ebook from her backlist; Sabrina York: Tiara Signed Tryst Island Print Book and Bling.
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Jennifer KaceyÂ is a writer, mother, and business owner living with her family in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice sheâ€™s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.
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- About the Author
- Posts in the Past
Iâ€™m going to just jump right in and get the easy stuff out of the way up-front. I am a wife, mother and business owner in Texas with very long black hair and a penchant for high heels and pretty outrageous toe nail polish. I have a very supportive family that I love unconditionally and am fortunate enough to genuinely like and respect them as well.
I started reading romance back in college, liked it so-so, and then I found erotica. Stories a bit on the dark side, a lot on the naughty side, and at the risk of sounding cheesy, it felt like coming home. Finding a genre made just for minds like mine was an amazing revelation, and I swear the characters in my head havenâ€™t stopped hounding me since!
Something I always love reading about other authors are the funny quirks and idiosyncrasies that make each of us unique, so I thought Iâ€™d share a few of mine. These are in no particular order and pretty random, so brace yourselvesâ€¦
I am a morning person who doesnâ€™t drink caffeine, and I am definitely a glass-half-full kind of girl. I have an extreme case of being left-hand stupid and am bad at all sports that end in â€œballâ€! Hot weather is my favorite because I’m cold all the time, and I adore lying in the sun. Youâ€™ll find a closed sign hanging off my forehead at 10 p.m. pretty much every night when my brain clocks out. Whatâ€™s weird is I can write â€˜til the wee hours of the morning though. Probably because the characters just shove me aside so they can say their piece.
Ooh, and I never procrastinate! If something needs to be done today, it should have been finished yesterday. I call this fantastic; several people, who shall remain nameless, call it having a bug up my A**â€¦ I think Iâ€™ll stick with fantastic.
I refuse to use a flat sheet to sleep, I love perfume but only one kind, and before I die I want to own flip-flops in every color of the rainbow. And last but not least, the yea or nay on a particular food being deemed good or gross is based off of texture first, taste second.
I hope my writing speaks for itself, and I hope it speaks to you. The fact that I have the opportunity to share a little piece of myself with you absolutely floors me. On a daily basis I am overwhelmed by the good fortune that is my life, and vowed years ago never to take it for granted.
Best advice Iâ€™ve ever been given â€“ find the real you and never settle for anything less! Well guess what? I found her! Lord help the rest of you.