Lying in Ruins
Fate’s Vultures #1
by Jami Gray

Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Romantic Suspense 


In a world gone to hell, it's hard to tell the good guys from the bad...

The world didn't end in fire and explosions, 
instead it collapsed slowly, like falling
dominoes, an intensifying panic of disease, food shortages, wild
weather and collapsing economies, until what remained of humanity
battles for survival in a harsh new reality.
Charity uses lethal survival skills learned too early in her work as a
'Hound, sniffing out pivotal secrets for one of the most powerful
people on the west coast. Her work is deceptive, deadly, and best
performed solo, which means when she has a run-in with a member of
the notorious Fate's Vultures, she has no intention of joining forces
in some mockery of teamwork. The man might be sexy as hell, but she
travels alone. She will accomplish her mission and she will settle a
score - hopefully with the edge of her blade. But fate has other plans.
As one of Fate’s Vultures, a nomadic band of arbitrators known for
their ruthless verdicts, Ruin witnesses the carnage of corruption and
greed battering the remnants of humanity, and he bears the scars to
prove it. Now he has a damn 'Hound showing up in suspicious
circumstances, leaving every cell of his body sceptical - and
painfully aroused. The woman is trouble, and Ruin has every intention
of steering clear. But when they realise they have a common enemy,
Charity and Ruin will have to set aside their distrust if they want
to achieve their mutual goal - justice and revenge.
Sometimes, when the world's gone to hell, 
it's better to stick with the devil you know...

‘Interesting friends you have.’
Shaking out a hand, she ignored the pins and needles slowly fading from her fingertips. ‘More of a business acquaintance than a friend.’
Pushing to her feet, she wandered over to the edge Echo disappeared from. Sure enough, the neighbouring building’s roof was close enough to jump to, and if she wasn’t mistaken, there was a roof access door just on the other side of that section to her left. Nice escape route, but not one Charity was comfortable following.
She walked in the opposite direction, ignoring Ruin as he sat and watched her. After peering over the edge, she realised they were on the roof of the graffiti-covered bar. Ruin came up beside her and together they watched as the local militia hauled out a handful of teens and sat them on the kerb in front of the burnt out warehouse.
‘Looks as if some didn’t make it out,’ he noted.
‘I wouldn’t be surprised if they were paid to be caught.’
She could feel the weight of his gaze. ‘Seriously?’
She nodded. ‘It gives everyone else time to get out of the zone.’
‘Huh,’ he sounded thoughtful. ‘Not sure anyone could pay me enough to take the heat for someone else.’
Nope, that wasn’t part of his personality, or hers for that matter, but it was a great tactic. She pushed away from the edge. ‘Well, let’s make it worth their while, shall we?’ She led the way to the back of the roof, as far as they could get from the happenings out front.
Ruin stood at her side. ‘We jumping?’ Dry amusement was evident in his question.
‘Yep.’ The distance from the bar to the building behind it couldn’t be more than six, maybe seven feet. Thankfully, in this area, the buildings were almost stacked on top of each other. Making the jump was still nerve-wracking considering if they missed the other ledge the drop was a good thirty feet.
‘I’ll go first,’ he offered.
‘Okay.’ Not that she wanted to put this off any longer, but it made sense. His reach was longer, and if she misjudged her jump, it might make a difference. The clammy sweat breaking along her spine thought differently, but she’d hold tight to her delusion. For now.
They chose the best path and picked a starting point far enough back to give them the speed they needed. Ruin grabbed her hand, squeezed, then let her go. ‘See ya on the other side, sweet cheeks.’
Before she could respond, he was gone, racing over the roof and launching his body into the air. As he jumped, her breath caught and held, only escaping when he landed in a forward roll. She tried to settle her breathing and pulse, but it was useless. ‘Suck it up, Charity,’ she muttered under her breath, trying unsuccessfully to get her pitching stomach to settle.
On the other building, Ruin stood, waiting.
Gritting her teeth, she darted forward, picking up speed as she raced over the roof. Her foot hit the ledge and using every ounce of strength available, she launched into the air, her stomach freefalling even as she stretched towards Ruin. Her heart seized as her body began its decent. She wasn’t going to make it. Panic clawed for a foothold. She focused on Ruin, who was leaning forward, hands out, reaching for her. She twisted, stretched, and strained.



Beg For Mercy
Fate's Vultures #2

Choosing a side has never been so dangerous…

The world didn’t end in fire and explosions, instead it collapsed
slowly, like falling dominoes, an intensifying panic of disease, food
shortages, wild weather and collapsing economies, until what remains
of humanity battles for survival in a harsh new reality.
An assassin by trade, a loner by nature, Mercy is sent to infiltrate the
Cartels and unmask the identity of their new silent partner. Instead,
she discovers a darker plan threatening to crumble the entire
Southwest and ends up with a hefty bounty on her head. Still, she’s
determined to stop the impending attack at any cost, even if it means
partnering up with a member of the notorious Fate’s Vultures.
After enduring a brutal, blood-soaked lesson on the savagery of
civilisation’s scavengers, Havoc is well acquainted with the
consequences of battling predators. But as a member of the nomadic
band of arbitrators known as Fate’s Vultures, he’s determined to
cement the necessary alliances to oust the biggest threat looming on
the horizon. When an enigmatic woman crosses his path, her secrets
and troubling loyalty light the fuse on an unexpected craving and his
insatiable curiosity.
In order to trap a common foe and derail an impending threat, Havoc and
Mercy must turn the tables to hunt a predator. Can an assassin and a
mercenary find their balance on the thin line of loyalty, or will it
snap under the weight of their wary hearts?




Jami Gray is the coffee addicted, music junkie, Queen Nerd of her personal
Geek Squad, Alpha Mom of the Fur Minxes, and award winning author of
the Urban Fantasy series, The Kyn Kronicles, the Paranormal Romantic
Suspense series, PSY-IV Teams, and her latest Romantic Suspense
series, Fate’s Vultures. She writes to soothe the voices in her head.


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