THE DEAL. Book I of THE FALLEN ANGEL SERIES fantasy thrillers by SCCunningham.

Addictive adrenaline-rush detective thrillers. Redeeming ex-cons and avenging angels dish justice on those who slip through law enforcement fingers. Not your normal angels the fallen dislike rules, have s*ex in the skies, destroy the heaven-hell balance, kill more than they save, and upset bosses. At risk of being thrown below ground, they have to ask themselves, are erthfolk worth it?

THE FALLEN ANGEL SERIES is a raw, edgy, suspenseful, fast-paced, action-packed, at times funny, sexy, roller-coaster ride, dishing just deserts on present-day villains with an air-punching 'Yes!' From British crime investigator and author SCCunningham.

THE FALLEN ANGEL SERIES
The Deal, Karma, The Calling, Already Dead, They Know, Conscious.

REVIEWS
'What if all we know about good and evil is only the surface of the truth?'
"It has a Warehouse 13, Reaper, Fringe, Torchwood, Heroes, Shadow Hunters, Women of the Otherworld, and Breakout Kings vibe."
'A special team guards us, but they don't look and act like you'd think.'
'There is romance and it's definitely of the sizzling variety with very hot chemistry.'
'It plays like a film. An exciting trip to an originally created world.'
'What if angels are simply enhanced humans who made deals with the higher powers?'
'Easy, faultless, I wanted to jump into the pages and be part of it'
'Fast-paced, witty comments mixed with an almost thinking-out-loud style that moves the reader'
'Wow! Makes a great film. Raw, edgy, completely addictive.'
'Will truly be one of those magical books that are a must-read.'

www.sccunningham (dot) com

The Deal

The Knightsbridge Club, Kensington Apartments, 


Jack patrolled the back of the imposing block of flats, Kensington Apartments. The private Knightsbridge Club took over the ground floor and basement of the block. Taking two steps at a time as he ran up to the Club’s grand entrance. 


 Standing guard at the front door, a burly, bald-shaven, square-jawed giant of a man spoke Russian into his headphone. His uniform aligned more with armed Police than that of a doorman. 


 He didn’t see Jack run up the steps and through the closed door into the marbled reception hallway. Mara, following closely behind, teetering on stilettos and tugging on her short skirt, took a moment to appreciate the guard’s rugged good looks. Not able to resist, she ran a teasing fingertip across the skin of his powerful neck, causing him to shiver, and not understand why. Oh my, the things I could do to you. 


Chapter 35