The Elite Forces
Book 1: Ice
Book 2: Fire
Book 3: Stone
​Book 4: Steele 

Free with KU at time of posting :-) 

Warning- These books contains explicit language and graphic sexual content. 

Captain Jade Elliott of the United States Army spent her entire career working her ass off to get to this point and she couldn't be more proud. She's gained notoriety through her actions as well as the respect of her team. She's one of the first women to graduate as a Ranger and has been called to serve on a secret mission. So why is she about to do something that could throw that all away?

Kaleb Maverick has been called to act as Commander for a vital mission and has done his research. He knows his team very well, in fact he hand selected them. He's retired, but still very active in the private sector, leading his personal team to countless successful missions. Now he's going back for one last mission.

What happens when his mission is to get the girl? What if she's not ready to be captured? Their chemistry is explosive and the heat is intense, but can Maverick come back with his head held high or will she be the first mission he fails?

The moment you think you have it all is when it all vanishes right before your eyes. 

He had one final mission, but who knew it would go wrong? Kaleb Maverick is now fighting for his life. The life he wants to share with the woman he loves. The Fire inside him not only burns for her, it sizzles.

Jade Elliott has lost one man in her life. She's determined not to lose another. The coldness in her heart can't handle another loss like that. She refuses to let Kaleb go. 

He's the Fire to her Ice. She's the Ice to his Fire. Together they cause an explosion so hot that someone is bound to get torched. ​

What happens to a person when they're literally brought to their knees? 
Captain Beau Harris' entire world came crumbling down. His own guilt consumed him to the point he was confined to the tortures of his own mind and faced with the reality of his own fate.
Until her. The one woman he should run from. The one woman who could bring light and warmth into his dark, cold world even though he's content with the reality he's destined to suffer.
She should be forbidden, yet she’s not.
Temptation has no boundaries. It teases you until you have nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, except straight into the arms of the one person who could claim your soul.
You think you know what’s about to hit you. You have no idea.

Trevor Steele is a pilot for the Elite Forces. He's strong and focused when it comes to a mission and knows his way around the cockpit better than anyone else. He's loyal to his team, but still wears the burdens of past nightmares. For that reason, he refuses to open up and allow anyone inside the complex world of his. When a specific woman comes crashing into his life, he fights to stay clear, treating her no different than every job in his past. 

Grace Birch has lived her life sheltered in another country since she was a young girl. When she stumbles upon a mysterious man who catches her attention, she finds herself intrigued by his sadness. She becomes drawn to him, even when he pushes her away. She's strong-willed, quickly proving how determined she can be when it comes to getting what she wants. 

Courage and love could cost someone their life.

September 9, 2371 - The outer limits of the known galaxy, near Pluto
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The ship shook so violently that the crew was thrown about the cabin like rag dolls. Several men and women lay scattered across the flight deck, some unconscious, others woozy and bleeding. The captain, a middle-aged Englishman by the name of Steven Richards, lifted his aching head and touched his scalp gingerly. When he pulled his fingers away there was blood on them.
“Is everyone all right? Report, please.” In the background, numerous alarms were blaring. The lighting on the bridge flickered on and off, as if there were a short in the circuits. The pungent scent of burnt wiring was thick in the air.
A barely discernible groan rose from somewhere nearby, the tone of which appeared feminine. “I think my arm is broken, sir.”
“Ms. Ainsworth, is that you?”
“Aye, sir,” the woman replied, grimacing in agony.
“What the hell just happened? Did we hit something?” Captain Richards' inquiry slurred slightly as he struggled to remain conscious, his vision fading in and out of focus. He attempted to rise, but couldn’t even manage to sit up. Instead, he settled for scooting across the floor, using his hands to pull himself closer to his navigations officer and leaving bloody smears on the carpeting in his wake.
“I don’t—” Something sizzled and popped nearby, causing Ms. Ainsworth to flinch and interrupting her train of thought for a moment.
The captain grunted as he pulled himself closer to her position. “You don’t what?”
“I don’t think so,” she managed, through clenched teeth. “My readouts didn’t show any obstructions in our flight path.”
A groan rose from somewhere near the woman, but the captain’s view was obstructed by the thick smoke in the cabin. In the sections of the cockpit that were visible, the crew appeared to be either dead or unmoving. A brief flash of intensely bright light permeated the haze for a split second, causing him to shield his eyes. He had no idea what had caused the anomaly, but hoped it wasn’t a sign that one of the ship’s systems had gone critical and was about to explode. Captain Richards was on the verge of calling out to his ship mates again when he heard a heavy clomp, which resonated on the floor like a footfall. Fear permeated his very soul as the owner of the weighted step moved into view.
The creature stopped a few feet away from the captain, and gazed down at the broken man from a pair of golden eyes set in its reptilian head. The being opened its mouth as if to speak, its long, forked tongue flicking the air between them. “Why has your kind come here?” the creature hissed.
Captain Richards remained quiet for a moment, partly in shock that he could understand the alien’s language. Surely it wasn’t speaking the native tongue of Earth. “Um,” he began, fumbling for a response. “We mean you no harm,” he finally managed. “We are merely exploring the galaxy.”
“If what you say holds any truth, turn your vessel around and leave this place,” the alien commanded. “Ignoring this warning will be considered an act of aggression, and will result in dire consequences for your species.”
The captain opened his mouth to reply, but was distracted by movement coming from behind the visitor. It took his eyes a few seconds to register what he was seeing. He squinted harder in an attempt to discover who or what was moving toward the alien. In the same instant the captain figured out it was his helmsman, Mr. Boothe, holding what appeared to be a section of pipe in his hand menacingly, the creature sensed something was amiss and spun around to face the threat.
“Mr. Boothe, stand down!” The captain’s order came a moment too late. By the time the final word left his lips, the towering reptilian figure had disarmed the man and disemboweled him. His intestines spilled from his abdomen and hit the floor with a wet splat, seconds before the rest of his body collapsed. From behind the captain, Ms. Ainsworth screamed in horror.
“It seems your crew has given me the answer you could not bring yourself to voice,” the reptilian creature remarked with a malicious sneer. “Let this serve as a lesson to your species. This hostile intent will not be tolerated. Your race will suffer our wrath for as long as it continues to exist!”
“You intend to condemn the entire human race because one man misjudged a single situation?” The captain’s shock and fear was quickly being replaced by an almost unquenchable thirst for vengeance. Before he could act on his rage, however, one bright flash of light after another seared his retinas. Although he was still extremely angry, he started to get the feeling that more of the reptilian creatures had just boarded his ship. If there’d been one for every pulse, it seemed likely that an additional dozen of the aliens were now in the cabin. Even if every member of his crew was conscious and able to fight the intruders, they would still be outnumbered! When the flashes ceased and his eyes readjusted to the smoky gloom of the cockpit, however, the captain discovered he was alone. Even the formidable alien that had gutted Mr. Boothe had left.
Captain Richards struggled to hold back tears of grief. This was far from what he’d expected when he had agreed to travel to the farthest reaches of the galaxy. There hadn’t been any warnings from the British government about the possibility of encountering hostile races, only the lofty ideals of saving the citizens of Earth from their shortsightedness and giving them a chance to start anew on another planet, or at the very least find an energy source that would allow humans to continue living on the fractured sphere they called home. None of these things seemed possible anymore. His mission had failed, and Earth would pay the price for his miscalculations.
The hissing of an alien voice startled Captain Richards out of his misery. “I would never have expected such puny beings to taste so sweet, but my comrades found the flesh of your kind pleasing to their palates. Your crew should serve well to sate our appetites on the journey to your homeworld, which we retrieved from your ship’s instruments before we returned to our vessel.” The mere thought of the aliens using his ship mates for food caused the captain to vomit. The communication channel had gone silent, but the sound which replaced it was almost blissful.
Alarms renewed their incessant blats and beeps. The vessel began to shake and shudder as it had a short while ago, when he’d thought they had run into something. Captain Richards gasped for breath when the first fissure in the hull appeared, but it was pointless. In a matter of moments, there would no longer be a ship, or air to fill his screaming lungs. Tense seconds dragged by, making it seem like an eternity before the spaceship exploded. Then, there was nothing … his consciousness faded into oblivion and gory bits of the captain floated off to be amongst the stars.

Lucian began his writing career late in 2010, but has spent most of his life writing stories. He is a fantasy/horror novelist whose first published works were released in 2012. Because this cause hits close to home for Lucian, the fifth book in the Desolace Series, Cemetery Hill, will have a portion of its sales donated to the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation. His next book, Desperation, will be the first in a new series ... Altar of the Ancients. It should be available in early 2018. Lucian lives in Pueblo, Colorado.
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Welcome to the secluded mountain town of Havenwood Falls, home to sexy men, strong women, and neighbors who bite. Discover supernatural mystery, thrills, and romance in a place where everyone has a deep, dark, and often deadly secret. 

Jetta Mills has felt stifled most of her life. She's a rebellious creative who's had to bend to her father's will, as well as the rules of her hometown Havenwood Falls. Needing a break from it all, she skips town for an adventure far from the smothering influences she's used to. Unfortunately, trouble always has a way of finding Jetta, and she quickly learns that the best place for a frost dragon shifter such as herself is back within the warded borders of home. 
When Conrad Monroe is hired to find a thief and bring her back to face justice, the trail leads him to the Colorado mountains and the path of Jetta Mills. She's gorgeous, talented, and a whole lot of trouble. He doesn't know what he's getting into with Jetta and the town she calls home. Jetta has no idea that Conrad has quite a few secrets of his own. 

Jetta's seeking real freedom while Conrad's planning to lock her away. But sparks fly between the two as the line between deceit and truth quickly becomes blurred. When the smoke clears, the truth may be the only real path to redemption. 
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The Havenwood Falls shared world is a collaborative effort by multiple authors across multiple series all in the paranormal fantasy genre, allowing readers to discover new authors and stories to fall in love with. Each author brings a stand-alone plotline, so they can be read in any order, but there are many crossovers among the stories. 

Books in the signature Havenwood Falls adult series: 
Forget You Not by Kristie Cook 
Fate, Love & Loyalty by E.J. Fechenda 
Old Wounds by Susan Burdorf 
Covetousness by Randi Cooley Wilson 
The Winged & the Wicked by T.V. Hahn & Kristie Cook 
Alpha's Queen by Lila Felix 
Ink & Fire by R.K. Ryals 
Lose You Not by Kristie Cook 
Tragic Ink by Heather Hildenbrand 
Nowhere to Hide by Belinda Boring (March 2018) 
Flames Among the Frost by Amy Hale (April 2018) 

Coming soon are books by Susan Burdorf, Amy Miles, Stacey Rourke, and more. 

Also look for Havenwood Falls High, a Young Adult series. ​

​This novella was intense. The chemistry between Jetta and Conrad was palpable. Talk about memorable first kisses, I want to be kissed the way Conrad ravished Jetta in their first kiss. It was like ice meeting the fire. Hot, electric, and intense. That alone is worth reading this tale.

I love the MC, Jetta. She is such a spit fire. Very independent and ballsy.

Flames Among the Frost is definitely my favorite dragon shifter read to date! I look forward to checking out works from Amy Hale.

Since childhood, best-selling and award-winning author Amy Hale has been creating exceptional stories that summon a whirlwind of emotions and inspiration unto the reader. She loves creating characters and worlds from nothing but her imagination and a few glasses of wine. Her love of the written word has not only resulted in her writing some of her reader’s favorite adventures, but has also manifested itself in the form of book hording. She’s convinced it’s not a sickness. 

She debuted her first fiction novel in 2015 after retiring from 13 years of non-fiction writing for various online entities. For the last couple of decades, she’s also carried the titles of Laundry Goddess, Chef, Butt Wiper, Soother of Temper Tantrums, and in more recent years, Moderator of Sarcastic Eyerolls and Sass. She resides in Illinois with her husband, as well as two grown children who claim they are never moving out. Regardless, they are the center of her universe, although her cat believes otherwise. 
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If she had any spare time, she’d love music, photography, watching Mystery Science Theater 3000 with her family, and long rides on the back of her husband’s motorcycle.

Learn more at authoramyhale.com