I am so excited to soon be launching a brand-new, action romance series, TEAM 52!
This is high-octane action romance featuring tough, sexy former military operators now working for the covert black ops team known only as Team 52.
Their mission: to collect and safeguard artifacts and objects deemed highly dangerous or classified. Artifacts that no one wants falling into the wrong hands…
And along the way, they find themselves sent in to rescue and protect some tough, smart women…and risking it all to keep them safe.
Stay tuned for more information on the mysterious team in black who’ve crossed paths with the Treasure Hunter Security gang before. The first book is coming 14th August 2018.
Excerpt from Unfathomed featuring the mysterious Team 52
They’d taken a few steps away from the chopper, when they were suddenly surrounded by a black-clad team of soldiers aiming weapons at them.
Everyone froze. The soldiers were all wearing black masks, which entirely hid their faces. Morgan lifted her weapon in a lightning-fast move. Declan and the others did the same.
“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a standoff, here,” Dec said.
Morgan kept her gun aimed at the soldier closest to her.
One of the soldiers stepped forward. “We don’t want any trouble.”
From one look at them, Morgan could tell they were experienced. These weren’t mercenaries for hire. They held themselves ready, and their weapons weren’t like anything Morgan had seen before. There was nothing about their black tactical gear that gave away who they were.
She caught Dec’s eye, and he gave a tiny shake of his head. Dammit, it looked like Silk Road had wised up and hired the best.
Morgan’s muscles bunched and she assessed her options. She could take down the one in front of her, then go left—
Suddenly, a soldier came out of nowhere and pressed his gun barrel to her neck.
“Don’t even think about it.” A menacing, deep voice.
“Delta, back off,” the original man who’d spoken said.
After a humming second, the man pulled his weapon away from Morgan.
“We don’t want to hurt anyone,” the lead man said. “We just want the amulet.”
“Silk Road is not getting the amulet,” Morgan snapped.
The man stiffened. “We are not Silk Road.”
“We’re the opposite of Silk Road,” another soldier to the leader’s right, said. This one was female.
“The amulet is too dangerous,” the leader continued. “We are here to safeguard it.”
Morgan blinked and looked at Zach. He was watching the man carefully.
Zach cleared his throat. “The amulet is an artifact that deserves—”
The leader shook his head. “It needs to be somewhere where no one can misuse it.”
“You can’t believe it really has powers,” Zach said.
But Morgan was thinking of how the giant lemurs had reacted. She glanced at the amulet, uncertain.
“We’ve been tasked with putting the amulet where Silk Road, and others like them, can never get their hands on it.” The leader held out a gloved hand. “Please hand it over, Dr. James.”
Relaxed and easy, Zach stepped forward and handed the amulet to the man.
Morgan took a step. “Zach—”
He shook his head. “The amulet isn’t worth the loss of any more lives, or more people being hurt. Besides, I think this guy might have a point.”
The leader took it, slipping the amulet into a pocket on his combat trousers. As he did, Morgan saw his shirt shift at his wrist and caught a flash of silver. She frowned. It looked like his skin was silver.
She scanned the team of soldiers. Who the hell were these people?
“Thank you.” The man lifted a hand, and suddenly his team started walking backward. They moved in tight formation, turned around the terminal building, and were gone.
Morgan looked at Dec and the others.
“What the fuck?” Cal said.
Instantly, her team rushed forward, weapons up. They circled the terminal building and saw…
Nothing. There was no sign of the man and his team in black.
Excerpt from Unmapped featuring Team 52
He looked up and saw a team of people standing on one of the ice ledges above. They were dressed in all-white, cold-weather gear, goggles pulled over their faces. One was holding a net-launcher device.
The team threw ropes down the ice wall and seconds later, were rappelling down.
Ronin pushed up, helping Peri to her feet. Her eyes were red and watery. The others all stood as well. They watched the team in white stride over to secure Silk Road and the artifact.
One man broke away from the group, and headed toward them. His cold-weather gear did nothing to hide the big, powerful body beneath. He moved like someone who had honed their body to be a weapon. He stopped and lifted his goggles up on top of his hood. The bottom half of his face was covered by a white bandana, so just his eyes were visible.
They were a deep amber color.
Dec stepped forward. “The team in black is the team in white today.”
“Ward. Thanks for helping us locate a dangerous artifact.”
“You mean weapon,” Declan said.
The man in white shot Dec a hard stare. “It doesn’t matter what it’s called. I’m securing it.”
“Target restrained.” A woman in white came to stand behind the man.
“Who the hell are these people?” Peri demanded.
The man lifted a hand. With a start, Ronin realized the man wasn’t wearing a glove and his skin was a bright, silver color. No. Ronin looked harder. The man had some sort of high-tech prosthetic.
“It’s none of your concern, Ms. Butler.” The man’s voice was deep. “But I assure you, the artifact is in safe hands.”
“And it’ll be studied,” Dec said with a scowl. “And reverse engineered.”
“No,” the man replied. “It will be secured. That’s all I can tell you.” He glanced at his team, then stepped back. “We’d be happy to give you a ride back to Aurora Station. We have a helicopter.”
“We aren’t giving them our find,” Logan growled.
The man straightened. “I work for the government, Mr. O’Connor. Your government. I’m authorized to take the weapon in.”
“You fuckers nearly killed Hale and Agent Alexander on the last mission we were involved in,” Dec said.
Ronin was well aware Dec was still pissed about the drone incident in the Kalahari Desert.
“That was…a mistake.”
“And maybe it’s a mistake giving you this artifact, too,” Logan said.
“Are you going to fight us for it?” the man asked in a silky tone.
Logan’s hands curled into fists. “We could take you.”
Ronin tensed, waiting to see what Dec wanted to do.
Dec sighed, looking tired. “You know what? I want a hot shower, a beer, and then a plane ride back to my wife. So sure. You want a dangerous artifact, it’s yours.”
“I fucking hate these guys,” Logan grumbled.
“You did good work today. This could have ended badly.” The man’s gaze connected with Declan’s. “I’m not authorized to tell you this, but we’re called Team 52.”
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