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In the Wreckage (Metahuman Files #1)

Author/Writer of Book/Novel:

Hailey Turner

Language:
English
ISBN/ ASIN:
B06VY2PV5M
Book Information:

A Marine with honor.

After surviving a horrific chemical attack that turned him into a metahuman, Captain Jamie Callahan got a second lease on life. For three years he’s been working for the Metahuman Defense Force and leading Alpha Team—all against the wishes of his family. The job requires his full dedication, so it’s no surprise Jamie doesn’t have time for a relationship. An enticing one-night stand with a gorgeous stranger is all it takes to show Jamie exactly what he’s been missing. When a mission to take down a terrorist cell brings that same stranger back into his world, Jamie’s life gets complicated.

A soldier with secrets.

Staff Sergeant Kyle Brannigan was only looking to relieve some stress after a long mission. He didn’t know the hot guy he picked up at a bar was the leader of the MDF’s top field team. When Kyle and his partner get seconded to Alpha Team to help fight a terrorist threat, he has to balance his desire for Jamie against his duty to keep his secrets safe. That gets harder and harder to do amidst regulations both are tempted to break.

Two men trying to survive.

Giving into passion could cost both their careers. Abiding by the rules will only result in heartache. An attack on MDF headquarters brings with it a choice Jamie and Kyle can’t escape—duty, or love?

In the Wreckage is a 100k word steamy m/m sci-fi military romance with a HFN ending. There is military violence within the story that may not be suitable for everyone, as well as explicit intimate scenes not suitable for readers under 18.

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Prologue

Spiral Down Into the Devil’s Arms

The fire licking at his feet didn’t hurt nearly as much as the inferno burning through his body.

He blinked slowly, almost lazily, up at the once white ceiling of a high-security biolab, trying to find the gut-deep determination he knew he needed to survive this mess, but failed. He sucked in air and coughed out what felt like embers, the metallic tang of blood coating his scorched dry mouth. It tasted how the world smelled along contested borders nowadays, countries lost to the ravages of climate change, war, and bitter politics.

He breathed smoke, felt his entire body choke on it.

“Kilyusha!”

He closed his eyes against the strangely dancing flames and wished things were different. Wished they’d left him his rifle or his 9 mil and a couple of bullets to put himself out of his misery. But the weight of his weapons had long since been lifted away, and he could curl his fingers all he wanted, but his hands were empty of a trigger to pull.

In all his dreams and nightmares, he never thought he would die like this.

“Kilyusha!”

First time for everything.

AFTER

2284

1

Eye In the Sky

Ground level in the Chicago megacity was a humid, crowded mess on the best of days. When a mafia-backed terrorist group led by metahumans waged war against law abiding citizens, Chicago became a shitshow of the worst kind not even the police could handle. Which meant the best counterattack came not from local authorities, but in the form of government-backed metahumans.

“Where the fuck is our cover fire?”

Jamie Callahan ducked back behind the questionable cover of the northern Michigan Avenue bridgehouse as a spray of automatic fire pitted the ground near him. He glanced over at his second-in-command and communications and infiltration specialist as Sergeant Ekaterina “Call me Katie” Ovechkina dropped down beside him, biolocked AKR-75 assault rifle gripped in her hands. He could barely make out Katie’s blue eyes through the shifting schematics on her helmet’s tactical goggles HUD, but the tight smile curving her mouth was annoyed.

“This is getting ridiculous,” Katie said by way of greeting.

“You’re telling me,” Jamie replied.

“How the fuck am I supposed to shoot at someone I can’t even see?” their temporary sniper snapped over Alpha Team’s encrypted comms channel.

“Tank gave you the target’s position,” Jamie replied coolly. He long ago got used to the embedded nanotech comms against the bones in his head amplifying everyone’s voices on the battlefield even if he had yet to get used to the idiots washing in and out of their overwatch position.

“Well the target ain’t there!”

Jamie glanced up at the building across the Chicago River from them, eyeing the general area their sniper should have made his nest. Jamie tilted his head at Katie and tapped at the side of his own helmet with two fingers. “Tell me Eagle has eyes on us.”

“You know what happened the last time I telepathically scanned for him? He screamed like a little girl and Bones almost took a fifty cal to the ass. You really want to risk that again?” Katie retorted.

“No LOS!” their sniper said, sounding more than a little frantic. “No LOS!”

As far as Jamie, a Recon Marine captain turned captain of the Metahuman Defense Force’s Alpha Team, was concerned, if a soldier on secondment couldn’t stomach working with metahumans, then they shouldn’t be on his team. After three years of training and field deployment under the MDF banner, Jamie thought the powers that be should have figured that out by now.

“He’s gone after this,” Katie said flatly, looking Jamie straight in the eye.

“The second we get back to base,” Jamie promised before shifting the position of his own biolocked AKR-75 against his shoulder. “Tank, you got eyes on the target?”

The deep voice of Alpha Team’s transport specialist came through the comms loud and clear from his position on the other side of the bridge. Donovan Williams sounded beyond thrilled to finally finish the damn fight. “Fucker hasn’t moved and neither has the bomb.”

“Looks like they armed it, but I can’t see a timer, and they dropped the remote detonator in the river when we dropped their aerial transport with an RPG,” Madison Chan reported. Their demolitions specialist sounded way too cheerful about that fact. “Permission to move in, Apollo?”

“Negative, Nova,” Jamie replied. “Wait for Bones to get in position.”

“What are you freaks waiting for down there?” their sniper snapped over the comms in an agitated voice.

Jamie narrowed his eyes, cold anger at the insult flung toward his team coursing through him. Katie leaned in close beside him and murmured, “Orders, sir?”

Fuck it, Jamie thought. He was done with catering to a xenophobic asshole. The brass could write him up for dumping the latest idiot they’d assigned his team in the middle of a fight for all he cared. Not like a black mark on his record would be detrimental career-wise with the MDF as it would in the Marines. Metahumans, especially military trained metahumans, were difficult for the MDF to come by. They wouldn’t want to give him up over something like this.


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