Cover Reveal – Hell Squad: Dom

Are you ready to go to hell?

Hell Squad, Squad Nine, and the Squad Three berserkers have been busy battling the alien invaders and trying to save Earth and the human survivors.

I have more action-packed post-apocalyptic goodness for you today. This time, we get to see the dark, mysterious berserker Dominic Santora fight for love, hope, and happiness as his life entwines with that of Squad Nine’s quiet, elegant comms officer, Arden Carlisle.

I have lots of reasons to be excited today!

#1 – I am excited to show you Dom’s cover

#2 – I have a great Hell Squad giveaway to celebrate

#3 – I am SUPER excited to also show off some new amazing custom artwork of the berserkers

Scroll down to the bottom to see the cover and art, and to enter the giveaway.

Dom
Hell Squad #18
Release Date: Tuesday June 18th

Cover art by Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Griff featuring Dom and Arden

He liked the night.

Dom Santora walked silently toward one of the entrances leading back into the Enclave. He didn’t mind patrol. Usually, he’d be on patrol with Griff, or one of the other berserkers. But after their mission in the mountains, they had a few days off.

Dom didn’t really like time off. He’d swapped a patrol shift with a soldier from another squad. He shifted his shoulder and didn’t even feel the faintest twinge. The doc had pulled the Gizzida projectile from his arm, given him a lecture about not getting to her quicker, and then shot him with nanomeds.

It had been a close call for Griff. Dom scowled into the night, remembering the tense moments. His friend had almost died, but thankfully, he’d live to fight another day. And was happily recovering in Indy’s tattooed arms.

The faintest smile tipped Dom’s lips. He’d never expected to form a bond with a man who’d once been a cop. He and the police had never mixed. But now he counted Griff as one of the few people he trusted. He was very happy Griff and Indy had found their way to each other.

His smile faded. If his friends had any chance at the happy ending they deserved, then they needed to find a way to destroy the octagon weapon. The tech team were tracking it and analyzing Indy’s pictures, but right now, they had a lot of unanswered questions.

Dom glanced at his watch. His shift was almost over. He’d been patrolling and checking for any Gizzida activity. It had been quiet. Too quiet. In his gut, he felt something was coming.

Yes, darkness was coming and it wouldn’t be good for the remaining survivors.

He released a breath, looking up at the stars twinkling in the night sky. He’d been born in the dark, raised in it, lived in it. It was all he knew, and he’d fight so the others had a chance to live in the light.

Suddenly, he scented something on the air. Flowers. Sweet and light.

He circled some trees and heard a small, indrawn breath. That’s when he saw her.

She was sitting in the darkness, knees drawn to her chest, staring up at the stars.

“You shouldn’t be out here,” he said.

She jerked, looking in his direction, searching the darkness until she spotted his shadow. She pushed to her feet and swallowed. “I just wanted some air.”

“It’s dangerous to be outside the Enclave. You know that.”

“Everything is dangerous these days.” She tucked a strand of pale-brown hair back behind her ear.

“You think a raptor won’t snatch you, just because you’re close to the Enclave? You’re smarter than that, Arden.”

She tilted her head. “You know my name.”

He knew a lot about her. Arden Carlisle. Comms officer for Squad Nine. Quietly beautiful. Elegant. Heartbreaking sadness in her big, violet-blue eyes.

He knew that she’d lost her husband and children in the invasion. He knew it had scarred her deeply. Yes, he’d watched her and he knew her name.

Dom also knew she was way out of his league.

He leaned in closer, watching her stiffen. Her gaze locked on his face.

“Advice, Arden. Don’t sneak out. The Gizzida are planning their endgame. They’re going to get bolder, take greater risks. If they find you out here, they’ll snatch you without a second thought.”

She swallowed again and nodded. “Okay. I’d better go in.”

Dom crossed his arms over his chest and watched her gaze drop down to them.

And even in the darkness, he saw something flicker in her eyes. She quickly turned away, panic on her face.

He didn’t know what made him do it, but he reached out and grabbed her arm. He felt a burst of warmth against his fingers. He breathed in and her scent filled his senses.

“Arden, promise me, no more sneaking out.”

She looked back at him and lifted her chin. For a second, he marveled at her alabaster-smooth skin.

“Sometimes… Sometimes I have to get out. The walls close in, Dom.”

So, she knew his name, too.

And he understood the feeling of being trapped. In his previous life, he’d been born trapped, lived trapped, and in the still of the night, he’d wished he could escape. He wished he could live in the light.

Even with that life behind him, he still carried it with him. It was like a stink he’d never be rid of.

One he’d never inflict on anyone else.

“If you want to go outside again, you call me,” he said.

Her lips parted and she stared at him. His gut clenched. Cazzo. Why the hell had he said that?

“You’d do that?” she murmured.

She was so damn beautiful. “Yeah. So, call me, si? And no more sneaking out alone.”

White teeth bit down on that luscious bottom lip.

“You get me, Arden? I need to know you understand.”

“I get you.”

He nudged her back toward the hidden door into the Enclave. “Now get back inside.”

She nodded, then found the hidden keypad and tapped in the code. The disguised door opened, and she took a step inside. She paused. “Good night, Dom.”

“Good night, bella.”

The door closed behind her and Dom stayed there in the dark. Where he’d lived all his life.

But for the first time in a long time, he wished he belonged in the light.

Berserker Custom Art Reveal

I am BEYOND excited to share the amazing custom artwork by artist MyCKs! She’s done an incredible job bringing our bad-boy berserkers to life.

 

To see the entire collection of custom Hell Squad artwork, take a look at my Extras page.

Hell Squad Giveaway

Of course I had to have a giveaway to celebrate Dom’s cover! I have a Hell Squad Goodies Pack to give to ONE lucky winner. Two runner-up winners will also win a signed Hell Squad paperback each. The giveaway is open internationally!

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First Hell Squad books at all Retailers

The first FOUR Hell Squad books are now available at all retailers. Hell Squad: Reed has just recently gone live at Apple Books, Barnes and Noble, Kobo etc. NOTE: the Hell Squad books will slowly move out to other retailers about one per month.

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Cover Reveal – Hell Squad: Griff

Welcome back to Hell Squad!

It seems like forever since we checked in with Hell Squad, Squad Nine, and the Squad Three berserkers as they are busy trying to save the world from the invading aliens.

Hell Squad is sci-fi romance, with a heavy dose of action, and some post-apocalyptic, end of the world adventure, but at its heart, this series is about heroes, hope, and love.

Today I am thrilled to be showing you the cover for the next Hell Squad book, Griff. This story stars ex-cop, ex-con berserker Griff Callan and Squad Three’s bold, tattooed comms officer, Indy.

PLUS, I have an awesome giveaway to celebrate the reveal!!  Scroll down to the bottom to enter the giveaway.

But first up, to get in the Hell Squad mood, here is the trailer for the series:

Griff
Hell Squad #17
Release Date: Tuesday March 19th

Cover art by Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Manu featuring Griff and Indy

As the others headed down the corridor, Indy moved to follow them. Griff saw the tight lines bracketing her mouth. She was still worried. He gripped her arm, his hand wrapping around the bright rose tattoos on her skin.

“Manu and Kate will be all right,” he said.

She nodded. “It’s hard listening to the fighting over the comms, and not knowing if you guys will come back in one piece.”

No way he’d be able to sit behind a desk and listen to the fighting. He’d always been a guy who preferred action, a man who believed in the law, and did whatever he had to do to protect it. He’d always thought right beat wrong, good beat evil. But life had taught him that wasn’t always the case with a big fucking betrayal he’d never seen coming, followed by the damn alien invasion.

Without thinking, he tugged Indy in for a hug. She went still, then stiffened, and tried to pull back.

But Griff didn’t want any distance between them and held her in place. She was a long, curvy handful, and smelled like she had years ago—of coconut.

“Let me go,” she said.

“You’re always avoiding me.”

“No, I’m not. I see you every day.”

“You look through me. You only look at me when you’re busting my balls.”

She glared at him. “Your balls are safe from me, Griff.”

Some indefinable mix of emotion roared through him at her words, and he backed her into the wall.

Her gray eyes narrowed on his face. “Back off.”

“I think it’s time we talk about us.”

“Us?” Her dark brows rose. “There is no us.”

“Let’s talk about why you’ve been avoiding me for years.”

“Ah, you were in jail, Griff.”

“Before that,” he growled. He wanted no reminder of the years he’d spent in that hellhole.

“We grew up. You became a cop and left.”

“Indy—”

“I’m not doing this.” She shoved at him.

He grabbed her wrists, but she yanked one free and, quick as a snake, she slammed her open palm into his nose.

“Goddammit.” He staggered back, checking she hadn’t broken his nose.

“You taught me that self-defense move, remember? So I could deal with pushy guys who wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to talk.” He glared at her.

“We have nothing to talk about.”

“We are going to talk, Indy.”

With a glare hot enough to melt his skin, she stomped off down the corridor.

Griff stayed where he was, watching the sway of her ass under her tight jeans. She was fighting him, but he’d been a cop a long time. He was good at reading people. He’d seen the flare of panic in her eyes when he’d told her they’d talk.

He thought of Kate’s words to Manu. That he’d brought color to her life.

Griff had been ignoring the shades of gray around him for a very long time. Life had ground him down, but now he was finally ready to risk it all to get some color back into his world.

To get Indy back into his world.

Hell Squad: Griff Cover Reveal Giveaway

I have an exciting giveaway for you today. ONE lucky winner is going to win a prize pack of a signed paperback of the first berserker book, Hemi, *and* a signed paperback of Michelle M. Pillow’s latest sci-fi romance, Dragon Prince PLUS the cutest pair of handmade dinosaur bite earrings. I got myself a pair of these too!!

Two runner-up winners will also win a signed Hell Squad paperback each.

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Edge of Eon Audiobook

For the audio fans, in case you missed it, Edge of Eon (Eon Warriors #1) is now available in audio, narrated by the amazing Vivienne Leheny!

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Hell Squad Quiz: Find Your Hell Squad Job

With Hell Squad: Manu about to come out, I thought we could have a little bit of fun! Take the fun little quiz below to find out what your perfect job in the Hell Squad world is…

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Cover Reveal: Hell Squad – Manu

It is time to check in with the Hell Squad gang again! Today I have the cover of Hell Squad: Manu to show you.

This time, the oldest Rahia brother, Manu, is going head to head with the Enclave’s head of security, Captain Kate Scott. Manu is big, muscled, and knows what he wants…and what he wants is Kate!

Of course I have a giveaway to celebrate the cover reveal. I have some super cute plush rexes to give away along with some signed Hell Squad paperbacks and trading cards. Scroll down to the bottom to enter the giveaway.

Manu
Hell Squad #16
Release Date: Tuesday May 8th

Cover art by the awesome Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Levi featuring Manu and Kate

Manu finished setting the last batch of charges under some stacked crates. Swiveling, he jogged back toward the pickup point, trusting his armor’s illusion system and the darkness to keep him hidden from the nearby raptors.

He pushed for more speed. He was almost as fast as he’d been before his prosthetic leg. It was state-of-the-art, stolen by Hemi and Tane when they’d snuck into the city to find it for him. They’d been more upset when he’d lost his leg than he had.

Manu had trained hard on the treadmill to adjust to his different balance, and it had paid off. He lengthened his stride, enjoying being outside.

He lifted his head and saw the Gizzida mothership looming above.

Okay, maybe he wasn’t enjoying being outside as much as he could. Anger—sharp and visceral—cut through his gut.

These motherfuckers had come here to take and destroy. Manu had no idea if his family—his beloved mother—in New Zealand had made it. The Rahia clan had been sprawling and close, and he knew in his heart that not all of them would have made it.

And the bastards had taken his leg. He might have adjusted to life without it, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t lay the blame where it was deserved.

The Gizzida had thought Earth was going to be an easy target. Manu smiled grimly. They’d been wrong.

Ahead, he saw a sagging wire fence and a row of warehouses beyond it.

“Incoming,” he murmured.

“We see you,” the cool female voice in his earpiece replied.

He wondered if that voice ever heated. Did she get angry? Did that voice turn husky when she was turned on?

Not now, Manu.

He quickly scaled the fence, cursing when his prosthetic foot slipped. He paused, adjusted, and kept moving. He dropped down on the other side and ran.

His practiced eye spotted the shimmer that he knew was the camouflaged Hawk. They’d taken a huge fucking risk parking themselves practically on top of the alien mothership, but they’d had no choice.

As he approached, the side door slid open. He saw Captain Kate Scott waving him aboard.

Manu took two steps and jumped. He landed inside the Hawk, wincing when he felt a pain flare up his thigh, where his prosthetic was attached.

Kate slammed the door closed. “Let’s go.”

Manu nodded his thanks, and then turned to the rest of his makeshift team. “Jacob, you ready to set those charges off?”

The young man nodded. “Yes, sir.”

Damn, the boy made Manu feel old. With a small lurch, the Hawk lifted off.

“Then do it,” Manu ordered.

The man lifted his small detonator and thumbed the control. The first explosion made the Hawk rock as they rose higher in the air. Manu leaned against the side door, looking out the small window. Below, he saw the explosion had the raptors scrambling.

A second explosion followed, moments later.

“Bring us around,” Manu called out to the pilot.

The Hawk wheeled around to the left.

Below, the ground rumbled and flared with more explosions, but Manu knew there weren’t many left. It wasn’t enough.

He palmed the specially modified grenades clipped to his belt. They were his own creations. Running the firing range at the Enclave kept him busy, but he always had time on his hands to play. Especially with things that made aliens go boom.

He pulled the door open, the wind rushing into his face.

“What are you doing?” Kate called out.

He lifted a grenade. “Making more of a mess.” He activated the explosive and tossed it over the side.

Manu watched it fall until it was out of sight. One. Two. Three. Four.

Boom.

“Wow.” A young female soldier leaned in from behind Manu. “Those things pack a punch.”

“Sure do. Maddy, fly closer to the mothership.”

The female pilot yelled back, “On it, Manu.”

God, he’d missed this. He thought about his brothers, out there risking their lives. He hoped to hell they were okay, and that he could buy them enough time.

“Berserkers are tough.”

Kate’s voice made him glance up. She wasn’t even looking at him, but she’d clearly read his mood. She was sitting on the cannon beside him, her hands light on the controls.

“They’ll make it,” she said, matter-of-factly. “So, let’s keep these aliens busy so your brothers can get away.”

Hell, yeah. Manu yanked more grenades off his belt, handing one to the soldier hovering behind him. The woman’s eyes lit up as she took it.

They dropped several more and were doing another pass, when projectiles peppered the side of the Hawk.

Fuck. Manu ducked back, cursing under his breath. “Shit, can they see us?”

Kate shook her head. “They’re guessing from the trajectory of the bombs. Sniper.”

Manu had one more grenade in his hand. He leaned out again and tossed it.

More bone-like projectiles slammed into the Hawk. Kate swiveled her cannon, her face intent. “I see him.”

She opened fire. Manu watched the laser arc through the sky seconds before a small building below went up in rubble and flames. He saw the body of a raptor get tossed into the air. Smoke billowed upward. Hell, she was good.

“You got him!” Manu turned his head, looking into cool, blue eyes. “Nice shooting.”

She gave one short nod.

“Oh, God, surface-to-air missiles incoming!” Maddy’s panicked shout from the cockpit. “Everyone hold on!”

The young pilot threw the Hawk into evasive maneuvers. Manu grabbed the side of the door, holding tight. He needed to get the door closed. He reached for the latch, but a second later, the Hawk jerked wildly.

“One rotor’s hit!” Kate yelled.

The Hawk shuddered, tilting to the side.

Manu lost his grip, sliding toward the open door.

Shit. He reached out, trying to grab onto something to stop his slide.

Suddenly, a body slammed into him, knocking him in the opposite direction and back into the Hawk. They hit the floor, Manu on the bottom and Kate on top.

The Hawk leveled out.

“Jacob, get that door closed,” Kate ordered.

“Yes, Captain.”

Kate looked down at Manu. “Are you all right?”

“I am. Thanks to you.”

“Don’t mention it.” Her hands flexed on his chest, like she was about to push off him. Her gaze dropped down, skating down his body.

Manu was suddenly aware of the compact, curvy body under her fatigues. Strong legs were straddling his hips. Manu was a big man, and he’d always liked strength in a woman.

Her gaze lifted and met his. For the briefest second, he saw a flash of heat in the blue before she hid it.

She quickly climbed off him. “Maddy, report?”

“We’re okay,” the pilot called back. “We can make it back to base. And I just got an update from the Enclave. Squad Three made it! They’re on their way back.”

Manu sat up, releasing a breath. Thank God.

His gaze drifted back to the oh-so-capable Captain Scott. That small glimpse of heat had intrigued him.

He’d noticed her before. She was about his age, fit and athletic, and spent a lot of time in the firing range. But she was serious, worked a lot, and kept to herself. She was contained. Usually, Manu had always been attracted to outgoing women with a healthy sense of humor.

But something about the composed captain got to him. And he’d always been a man who liked getting to the bottom of things.

“Let’s go home,” he called out. “We’ve all earned the right to get back and celebrate.”

The volunteers cheered, and the captain studiously avoided looking at him.

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Congratulations to the winners (who have all been emailed): Maria M, Shannon, and Tracy H.

To celebrate the Manu cover reveal, I am giving away THREE plush rex toys plus either a signed Hell Squad paperback or a set of Hell Squad trading cards to three lucky winners. Open internationally!

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Hell Squad in Audio

Hell Squad: Devlin has just gone live! Narrators Jeffrey and Samantha do an amazing job bringing the Hell Squad gang to life. To listen to a sample, just visit my audio page.

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Cover Reveal: Hell Squad – Levi

My first cover reveal of 2018!

I am thrilled to share the cover for the upcoming Hell Squad book, Levi.

Take one cocky, bad boy berserker, one fiery, confident mechanic, and a dangerous sabotage mission to fight the invading aliens…and you’ll get lots of fighting, fireworks, and a scorching hot romance.

To celebrate the cover reveal, I am giving away two signed Hell Squad paperbacks to two lucky winners! To enter, scroll down below.

Hell Squad: Levi
Release Date: Tuesday January 30th

Cover art by the awesome Melody Simmons

Excerpt from Hell Squad: Ash featuring Levi and Chrissy

Shit. Levi strode down the corridor leading away from the infirmary. Seeing his friend so torn up had left him feeling shaken. He was glad as hell that Marin was going to be okay.

That meant Ash was going to be okay, too.

There was no better man than Ash Connors. The guy deserved love, a pretty woman, a sweet, easy life. He deserved it all.

God, it was something else to see his best buddy in love with a woman. Levi wouldn’t have picked Marin for Ash, but he’d have been wrong. She really suited him. Opened up things in Ash that he’d ignored or kept choked off for a long time.

Levi stopped and leaned against the wall. Thankfully, the corridor was empty.

Levi had been married once. He’d made the tragic error of mistaking hot sex with a gorgeous biker babe for…more. Tiffany had been fun, and they’d burned up the sheets. Things had been sweet for a while.

Then things had gotten tough at the Iron Kings, and Levi had needed to focus on pulling the club over from the wrong fucking side of the law.

She’d resented the time he’d devoted to his club, had been jealous of Ash and his other brothers. She’d started plowing through his money, partying all the damn time, and then she’d started snorting shit up her nose.

God, the bitch had gotten nasty after that, and the fact that Levi had a temper and not a whole lot of patience for bullshit hadn’t helped. He’d put up with her far longer than he should have…until all her scratching and snarling had made him hate her.

With a shake of his head, he headed down the tunnel. It had been a full-on day, and he didn’t need to add the shit from the past to it. He needed a drink and something to take his mind off things.

He rounded the corner and slammed into someone heading the opposite direction.

Someone with auburn-red hair.

Chrissy stepped back and rolled her eyes. “You’re like a bad smell.”

“Not in the mood, Spitfire.”

Her gaze skated over him, taking in his blood-stained, gore-splattered fatigues. Her face changed. “You were fighting the raptors. Are you okay?”

“I’m alive. Nothing a drink and a blow job won’t fix.”

Her mouth turned pinched. “You’re such an asshole.”

God, that sassy mouth of hers tempted him. His gaze dropped to her full lips. She had some sort of gloss on them, a faint pink color. All too easily, he could picture that mouth on his cock, her pretty lips stretched wide. She wouldn’t get on her knees. She’d be above him, swallowing him deep, and letting him taste that pretty, little—

“Hey.” She snapped her fingers in front of his face. “You in there, biker man?”

He blinked. “Yeah.”

“You might want to shower before you proposition a woman to suck your cock. You really don’t smell so good.”

He arched a brow, his gut going tight. “You volunteering?”

She made a big show of looking both directions up and down the corridor.

“What are you looking for?” he asked.

“Nope. No flying pigs today.” She smiled sweetly. “Guess you’re out of luck. Sorry.”

“I see the way you look at me, Spitfire.” He stepped closer, expecting her to step back.

But Chrissy didn’t back up. She held her ground until they were pressed together.

“I look at lots of things that I know aren’t good for me,” she said. “But I have this funny thing called self-control.”

He touched a strand of her auburn hair. It was soft and shiny. “I’ll give you a ride you won’t forget.”

“God, you are a grade-A asshole. Sorry, I like a little civilized wooing before I drop my panties.”

The thought of her shimmying her panties down her long legs had his cock surging against his trousers. He leaned down. “I bet I could have you begging for my cock in just a few minutes.”

Something flashed through her eyes. Then she shocked him by reaching out and grabbing his cock through his trousers.

Shit. Levi swallowed a groan. Instantly, he hardened.

She fondled him, then tilted her head. “Nope. I don’t think this is worth begging for.” She released him and stepped back. “Besides, I’ve had a better offer.”

Levi narrowed his gaze. He rarely chased a woman. He had no need to. But something about this one set him aflame.

Suddenly, a small voice spoke from behind him. “Hey, Chrissy. You ready?”

Levi looked over his shoulder and saw a young boy watching them, curiosity in his eyes.

“Hey, Max.” Chrissy hurried over to the boy and leaned down to give him a hug. “You okay after the attack?”

He nodded. “It was scary. Ruby, my foster sister, cried, but I didn’t. I was brave and gave her a cuddle.”

Chrissy stood, sliding an arm around him. “I’m proud of you. It’s normal to be afraid, but to help someone else, that’s being a true hero.” Her gaze met Levi’s over the boy’s head.

Max looked at Levi, his gaze dropping to Levi’s tattoos. “You’re a berserker.”

“Yeah.” Levi lifted his chin.

“I saw the berserkers fighting when Chrissy and me were rescued from the aliens.”

Chrissy shifted. “Max, remember that it’s—”

“Chrissy and I,” the boy said with exaggerated patience. He looked up at the woman. “She kept me safe, and I kept her safe.”

She squeezed the boy. “We sure did.”

“The berserkers are heroes, too.”

A poorly-hidden grimace crossed Chrissy’s face. “All the squads are heroes. Come on, let’s go get that ice cream I promised you.”

She turned the boy and they headed down the corridor. She didn’t look back at Levi.

Levi blew out a breath. He really needed that drink. As for the blow job…it appeared that there was only one set of lips that he wanted, now.

And one specific shade of hair that he wanted spread out on his pillow.

Levi Cover Reveal Giveaway

To celebrate the cover reveal of Hell Squad: Levi, I’m giving away two signed Hell Squad paperbacks to TWO individual winners.

Open internationally and closes on Tuesday 23rd Jan. Winners notified by email by 26th Jan. You DO NOT have to use every option below to enter. Just select the one(s) you prefer to do.

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