If you’ve read the
Marks Mercenaries series, you might remember that Vaden el Gravaso, the hero
from Salvaging Abby is from Gravas, a highly secretive world with advanced
technology and a kickass military. Oh, and their assassins are the best in the
known universe. Spear el Gravaso is Vaden’s older brother. This prince of
Gravas is also one of their elite assassins. But he might have just met his
match with Sass.
Spear’s Search
Assassins of Gravas,
Book 1
Spear el
Gravaso—prince of Gravas and assassin—is on a mission to find his brother. His
hunt had led him to an auction of Gravasian weapons that can only belong to the
missing man. He needs to secure the items, get any information he can, and kill
all those involved. Nothing and no one will stop him.
Sass was taken from a harsh life on the streets as a child and trained to be an
assassin by the powerful Artemis. The lives of those she loves is on the line
if she fails her mission—to win the auction of Gravasian tech. Only one
problem—Spear is in her way.
Their battle escalates, as does the explosive heat between them. When it comes
down to it, they can fight each other and one of them will die or they can join
forces. But can they trust each other?
EXCERPT:
“Do what?”
“All of it?”
When he whirled around, she took a hasty step back.
“Let’s see. I bought the information because I needed it. I paid for it because
I owed you for Oasis. I knocked you out on Oasis because I didn’t want to kill
you. And I kissed you because I wanted to. Does that cover everything?”
His voice got lower with each word he spoke until the
last was a harsh whisper. Most people yelled when angry. He grew quieter.
Taking a deep breath, he pulled back his emotion. He was close to the edge. It
was usually easy to remain detached on a mission, but this one hit way too
close to home.
Most people would have fled in the face of his anger,
but not her. “Yes. No. What’s your name, anyway? I’ve been calling you ‘the
bastard’ in my head but that’s probably not what your friends call you.”
His lips twitched. “You’d be surprised. I’m Spear.” He
never gave anyone his real name while on an assignment, but he wanted to hear
her say it. “And you are?”
“Sass.”
“Sass?” An unusual name. Then he frowned. “Short for
assassin. That’s cheating.” The lie made his gut twist. He’d expected better
from her. They were competitors, but they’d shown each other professional
respect.
“Real name.” She raised her right hand. “Swear to,
well, whatever god or goddess you swear to. If I ever had a real name, I lost
that memory a long time ago. My name is Assassin, Sass to my friends.”
“Are we friends?” Why wasn’t he rushing back to his
ship and setting course to Oasis? Most ships might not be able to make it in
time but his could. The small personal vessel was loaded with the latest in
Gravasian technology, including boosters that would allow him to make the
auction.
“Depends.” Dressed all in black leather from head to
toe, she looked tough. Her hair was black as night and cut short, framing a
thin face with high cheekbones and a slightly pointed chin. Her eyes were as
blue as sapphires. She was long and lean, sleekly muscled. And he’d counted at
least six hidden blades and a garrote that doubled as a bracelet. There was
likely more.
Lust exploded inside him with the force of a laser
cannon. His cock hardened and his blood heated.
He wanted her.
Women were either scared to death of him or welcomed
him because of his royal birth. None of them ever met his gaze as squarely or
treated him like an equal.
Sass was indeed a rarity.
“On what?” he asked.
“If you can get me to Oasis in time for the auction.”
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