A Supernatural Rom Thriller.

We are not alone…
When our planet's law enforcement fails, feisty rule-breaking Angels have our backs. Buckle up!

Invisible to Erthfolk, the Fallen are an elite crime unit surfing the skies dishing out tough karma on criminals and soul-chasing Witness Warlords. All whilst dealing with their own demons, agendas and chaotic love lives. Initially they may seem a little violent, not the kind of Angels you’re used to, but you’ll want one in your corner.

Career girl Amy Fox mysteriously dies under a London commuter train, she surfaces as a member of the UK Fallen Unit, alongside an ex-hacker, an ex-SAS, an ex-MI6, a sex trafficking victim, a suicide and others who have signed up to ‘the deal’. 

She may not last long; she doesn't like rules, falls for her partner, works her own revenge list, kills more than she saves and has never worked so hard in her earthly life. Was her deal a mistake?

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Having worked in Crime, Cunningham creates rom thrillers with a skilled mix of fueled tension, dark humor and pulsating passion. Her works offer a fresh level of sincerity and authority, rare in fiction.

(CAUTION adult language)
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The Deal

 Sally sat ramrod in her chair with Dartagnia holding court over her. The smug office bitch was modelled top-to-toe in tight-fitting, designer gear. Advertising her goods with bright coral talons and matching lipstick, prattling on, full of self-importance. What a bore she is. Amy yawned. 


 A mobile phone sat on a neighbouring desk. Bored, feeling a little mischievous, Amy reached over and gently pressed a few clicks to redial the last number called. The bitch’s body language reeked with smugness. She needed to be taught a lesson. Time for a bit of fun. 


 “I can help you…just sayin’,” Dartagnia rested a deceit-ridden hand on Sal’s shoulder. 


 “But I don’t want your help, Tania.” Sally brushed Tania’s hand away as if it were contaminated. “I just want you to leave us all alone. Stop bossing us around. OK. So you’re shagging Simon. But hey, that doesn’t mean you’re suddenly our boss, we’ve all had enough.” 


Chapter 27