Gravel Ghost Series Book# 1
By- Charyse Allan
Genre- YA Thriller
Publication Date- December 16th, 2014
Seventeen-year-old Payton Morros is a killer. Adopted as a child, and groomed into the profession by her new parents, she longs for a normal life. But lethal assassins at the top of their game can’t exactly quit their day job. Her only escape from her predetermined destiny is spending time with her best friend Conner, if only for a little while.
When Payton is sent to Chile for an assignment, she discovers a devastating truth that challenges everything she knows about herself and her family. Abandoning the mission, and on the run, she must unravel the secrets of her past before she loses all sense of herself. Or worse, before she jeopardizes everyone she cares about.
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And here is an excerpt from Gravel Ghost
I realize he isn’t kissing me just because I’m hot or because he wants to get in my pants. No, he’s kissing me because he sees me. I’m so unbelievably transparent, and I should feel vulnerable, but him reacting this way makes me feel stronger than ever. I draw warmth and confidence from him.
A light knock on the door forces us to pull apart. His gaze is smoldering, and we’re both breathing hard. He tugs my shirt back down then leans his head back against the headboard, trying to catch his breath.
“That’s the food.” I sound all breathy; I barely recognize my own voice.
Getting to the door, I look through the peephole. You can't be too safe. A tall, thin man with dark hair and skin stands behind a cart of food. He’s wearing a suit, which appears to be a hotel uniform, so I feel safe letting him in. Opening the door, he greets me with a smile.
“You ordered room service?” he asks in a thick accent after staring at my bruised cheek for a long second.
“Yeah,” I nod, leading him inside the room.
He glances at Conner, and they nod at each other. Unloading the food from the cart, he silently places it on the desk. As he’s doing this, I go to the bathroom to get some money from my backpack for a tip.
“Payton!” Conner yells, sounding panicked. There’s a grunt then a loud thud.
I reach for the door but jump out of the way, falling into the tub as several bullets pierce the door. Shit! I have to get out of this bathroom. I have to protect Conner; that is, if he’s still alive. I shake the thought from my head; I can’t think like that. I stay in the tub while more rounds go off, splintering the door and piercing the wall, sending shards of tile and glass everywhere. The shots are muffled; he’s using a silencer. He’ll have to reload soon…hopefully. That will be my window. I close my eyes and breathe as the last of the bullets come. I can do this. I have to.
About the Author-
Charyse Allan grew up in Arizona dancing and riding horses. She is an avid reader, but didn’t become one until high school. This is also when she realized her passion for writing, however it wasn’t until a couple years into her marriage that she tried her hand at writing a novel.
Website: charyseallan.com or charyseallan.net