Serving Fallon: G Force Five

By Kathleen Lawless

Five men.  One woman.  A single mission.
There is no one I can trust...
Not even the five men sworn to protect.
My enemies hide behind a facade in plain sight.
Power-hungry traitors threaten my organization and the justice we werve.  I need the G FORCE FIVE to be the men I'm counting on.
Five men, each personally selected for his skill.
By me.  For me.
They will have to prove their loyalty--and their love.
I will stop at nothing to make these men mine.
Can I allow myself to be theirs? 
 

Reverse Harem like you've never read before.  Edgy, sensual and emotion-driven.  Dare is super-smart.  Hart is scarred.  Wulff is wounded.  Kiernan is an enigma.  Ledger is hot.  You won't be able to pick just one either. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kathleen Lawless
• Release date: Oct 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9780993770159

Book preview

Chapter 1

FALLON

After years of planning, I was finally face-to-face with the G Force, my creation. The five men I had been instrumental in recruiting were now mine.

And I was theirs.

There are just a few loose ends to clean up, gentlemen. After that we prepare for battle. The General has only just got started.

They eyed me warily as I approached with my right hand extended, to greet them one at a time.

Hello Ledger. His ruffled blond hair enhanced his surfer-boy appeal.

Fallon. Ledger’s handshake was firm and warm, inspiring confidence. Reputedly as good in the kitchen as he was in the bedroom, I looked forward to sampling both.

Wulff.

My bearded, dark-haired pilot acknowledged me with a nod. His handshake was dry and to the point like the man himself, except for those mesmerizing silver eyes. Eyes that had seen far much for one lifetime.

Dare. I.T. Genius. He had originally come to us to offer his services.

Fallon. Keen blue eyes watched me from behind dark-rimmed glasses as he clasped my hand in both of his and stroked my inner wrist with his thumb, causing my pulse to leap. Clearly the computer was not the only piece of equipment Dare knew his way around.

Hart.

That’s me. The former firefighter’s handshake was brief, as if he didn’t much like being touched, which meant he needed it the most. He’d been ambushed in a fire and badly scarred.

Last but not least, I faced the newest G Force member- ruthless, ex-military loner. Kiernan.

Nice to meet you. His big black hand, a weapon so lethal it had almost killed a man, swallowed mine. I would have to prove myself to all of them, but him the most.

I know my presence must seem unorthodox.

Dare spoke up. We almost never see anyone from The Group here. And certainly not without a heads-up.

I know.

On the surface these five men might appear mis-matched, but they had much in common. Each of them had lost everything. Each of them had nothing to live for. Nothing, that is, until I recruited them and gave them purpose. Since all five had been legally declared dead they, and their work, were untraceable. Until now they took their orders from The Group, a powerful free-world organization against corruption. I was one of the twelve members.

Would they trust me?

Would they even believe me?

Can we go inside?

The interior was just as I had expected; big, dark, masculine. Imposing yet comfortable at the same time. The double-height stone fireplace, oversized furniture, and dark wood ceiling beams gave it the appearance of an exclusive hunting lodge. The lack of a television screen or modern electronics made it seem like a step back in time. A time when life had been simpler, or so we were led to believe.

I doubted life had ever been simple. Mine certainly had not.

Can I get you anything? Coffee? Tea? This from Ledger who, I knew, considered the kitchen his domain.

No, thank you. They remained standing, their body language not exactly welcoming. Can’t say as I blamed them. We had all, at one time or another, placed our trust in the wrong person.

I took a breath. This was more difficult than I had anticipated when I came up with my strategy to command G Force from the inside and expose the traitors within The Group. Dare, I’ll need you to get me set up in the command center. I have something you all need to see.

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DARE

Dark-haired and exotic-looking, Fallon definitely classed-up the place. Knowing her reputation as a powerhouse within The Group, someone accustomed to giving orders and having them obeyed, I was surprised to see how tiny she was in person. Yet what she lacked in height she more than made up for in sheer, magnetic energy.

I straightened. Of course. This way.

It never occurred to me not to agree. Not only was Fallon something of a legend, even among the members of The Group, she was our boss. As commanders of G Force, The Group not only governed us, they owned us. And they never let us forget that we owed them our very existence.

The others took their cue from me and together we made our way down the stairs and through the bulletproof door into our command center, the likes of which would be envied by the Pentagon. I often believed The Group wielded more power.

I took my usual position at the head of the boardroom table where I could reach all the necessary controls.

Fallon took a seat to my immediate left. I apologize for showing up unannounced. Her emerald green eyes shone like polished jewels in her porcelain-white skin.

Do the others know you’re here? I asked. G Force, along with the ranch’s location, was a well-kept secret.

She shook her head. There have been issues among The Group.

Her words confirmed my recent suspicions. Though we were isolated at the ranch, I had still picked up a ripple of discord among the ranks of The Group’s members.

Fallon passed me a thumb drive. What you are about to see does not leave this room.

Once the screen came to life, I knew why.

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FALLON

I studied the men’s faces as they watched the screen in silence. They were even more magnificent in person. I appreciated their concentration on the footage I had viewed so often I knew the scene by heart. The video depicted one of The Group’s most trusted allies, The General, accessing confidential files, an act he could never have achieved without inside help.

Do you have any proof this is real? Wulff asked.

I did. The proof, unfortunately, disappeared.

Ledger spoke up. Seems a lot of that happening lately. Intel disappearing. Any idea who was responsible?

I sighed. Tomas. It had to be Tomas. No one else had the opportunity. Someone I believed I could trust.

Kiernan nodded. Like all of us he had been betrayed by someone he was close to.

What do you need us for? Hart asked.

The General, and those helping him, must be eliminated.

Heavy silence met my words. G Force were used to obeying The Group as a whole, serving on the side of justice and championing the underdog. I was taking them in a new direction, but with every confidence they were more than capable of the work ahead.

Do you have a plan? Wulff asked.

I have the beginning of a plan. One I can’t possibly execute without you five.

What if we refuse? This from Ledger.

My eyes rested on each of them individually as I spoke. You won’t refuse. Your very existence, and mine, rests on the outcome.

And if we fail? Hart asked.

You won’t fail. G Force was not created to fail.

I knew this was a lot for my men to adjust to without warning. They were used to carrying out an assignment and helping right injustice, secure in knowing that, no matter how small or insignificant their assignment might seem, it was part of a bigger picture. Sometimes, like recently with Bree’s family, it became personal.

I left them to digest my findings as I moved my things into an empty bedroom on the second floor. To the outside world the ranch was off-grid and self-sustaining, manned by a group of eccentric drop-outs from society who kept to