NEW RELEASE: Wasteland by C. Elizabeth Vescio

It's no secret that I'm a big fan of Author C. Elizabeth Vescio. I randomly found ELEGANTLY WASTED and fell in love way before I was lucky enough to call Cara a friend. I even wrote this review before we met and tweeted it to her. She was awesome enough to tweet back!

Now, a year or two later, I'm so very happy to announce yet another awesome installment to the world of Wasted! This fun, exciting, action-packed collection of stories puts readers in the minds of the Wasted characters before the wonderful madness of ELEGANTLY WASTED had even begun.

Each story is brilliant and will fill the Wasted-less void in your heart as you wait for the third installment to come out! Keep reading and make some awesome purchases!

Wasteland

WASTELAND (Wasted #2.5) - eBook | Print

Inside the halls of Osiris, the men and women who make the contract killing agency tick polish their weapons and hone their skills. But how did they start working for Nero and Lex in the first place, and when did they find out they were destined to kill people for a living?

Before Frankie Fairholm let you into her crazy, dysfunctional world of murder for hire, the lives of these men and women were already in danger. Their training was put to the test alongside their morals.

A troubled Catholic school girl with a penchant for murder, a naive con-woman in over her head, a driven socialite with a bad day that keeps getting worse, an assassin second-guessing his sworn oath... being a contract killer doesn’t mean you aren’t human, it just means your humanity is hard to find, and probably a bit tarnished.

Goodreads | Wasted Series Website | BOOK ONE (Elegantly Wasted) | BOOK TWO (Uncontrollably Wasted)

GIVEAWAY

One signed copy of Wasteland, Wasted Series bookmarks and a pack of character cards.

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EXCERPT FROM THE ACCIDENTAL SAVANT

My feet hit the pavement, making the “bomp bomp bomp” of my heels match my pounding heart.

It was the first time I had to run in stilettos. Even better, I was running in a ridiculous pink party dress, which Brian had made me wear.

I always fall for the wrong kind of guy.

This particular bad choice had been taking advantage of my poker skills—making me cheat lonely men out of thousands at the casinos in Vegas. I almost got away with it, until a big Italian guy burst in on a tournament and pointed a gun at my head. Behind him, two more men appeared—not quite as intimidating, but still packing major heat.

Brian took one look at the men and bolted from the room, leaving me and everyone else to lose our shit. I wasn’t the most graceful under pressure.

The big guy seemed like he was after Brian, but he quickly turned his focus on me, which made me panic and bolt. Guns meant business.

So, I found myself running; I started on the top floor of a suite at Caesar’s Palace and somehow managed to find my way to the parking garage. I don’t know how. Everything was a blur, but I didn’t dare stop.

Scary men were after me and, of course, my shitty boyfriend was nowhere to be seen.

The only thing powering me forward was the line of coke I had snorted in the bathroom an hour prior.

It was four in the morning; the garage was empty of people. I made my way to the back entrance, hoping I could escape down Flamingo Road toward the Rio.

I was almost to the exit when the headlights of a black SUV lit me up from behind.

I turned my attention to the screeching brakes to make sure I wasn’t about to get run over. That’s when I was tackled from the side by what felt like a Mack truck.

We both went flying; his hand grabbed onto my frilly pink dress and ripped a portion of the tulle. I rolled out of the way to get a better look at him.

Same guy from upstairs, I realized.

He still had the gun in his hand, but he was a bit out of sorts.

The back door to the SUV opened up and another man emerged. I did a double take—he looked the same as the man in front of me.

Jesus Christ.

I didn’t have time for this.


ABOUT C. ELIZABETH VESCIO

Author C. Elizabeth Vescio  likes to play in the dark world of cynicism and death. Her Wasted series touches on the demented and humorous side of a delightfully dysfunctional family. Vescio is an award-winning photographer and avid font snob. She lives in Las Vegas with her husband and three dogs.

Author Links: Twitter | Facebook | Goodreads | Wasted Series Website



ELEGANTLY WASTED (Wasted #1)

On the eve of her high school graduation, proper socialite Francesca “Frankie” Fairholm rebelled against her elitist and controlling family to pursue the dark lifestyle of a contract killer for the enigmatic Osiris Corporation. Years later, with her training complete, she believes she's doomed to the life of a sociopathic lone gun until a botched hit brings two unlikely allies, her cousins Addison and Katharine.

Using Katharine’s etiquette school, Elegance, Inc., as a front, the trio weave through Frankie’s dark underworld, carrying out contracts, drinking too much wine, and trying not to get each other killed.

Trouble follows the team home when the death of the cruel Fairholm matriarch reveals more than they ever wanted to know about their family. As the funeral preparations play out, the trio begin to realize there is much more to their employer than meets the eye and their family connections run deeper than they ever imagined.

Elegantly Wasted: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads | Series Website

UNCONTROLLABLY WASTED (Wasted #2)

“I needed to learn to be less melodramatic, but it was hard in this family.”

It’s been a year since Francesca Fairholm met the rest of the Osiris team and the company heads, her two half brothers Nero and Lex. As they groom her for leadership, it’s all Frankie can do to keep her cynical sarcasm in check as she starts training two new Strikers, avoids the romantic advances of Spark Dawson, and does her best to pry a little family history from her cold, distant Aunt Alexa.

With the pressure of her secret dual life building and her mother acting strangely, Frankie’s sanity is pushed to the brink when she makes a grisly discovery that shakes the young Striker to her core. Despite her cousins’ fear that her panic attacks signal a full mental breakdown, Frankie is positive she’s not crazy. Finding clarity in her personal investigation into Osiris’s origins, she uncovers more about the company than she would rather know.

As her life starts to unravel, things get deadly and, before she knows it, she’s facing down an old target’s pissed-off widow, an unstoppable mercenary, and the one thing she’s most terrified of admitting to herself.It’s possible the whole situation won’t explode in her face. Yeah, like Frankie has that kind of luck.

Uncontrollably Wasted: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Goodreads | Series Website