The delta force
operatives, Razer 8, made a promise to be united and linked for infinity.
They
have the infinity symbol tattoo.
“Good morning,
Officers,” says Commander Knight. He stands straight in front of the room. “I
want to welcome you to the new Delta Force team. The name Razer was selected because
you will be able to raze any entity, country, or structure in the world.”
Commander
Knight observes each team operative. He needs to register their commitment,
excitement and aspiration.
“The agency
believes each one of you will be the best operative in the world, in your field
of expertise. Every single officer on this team was selected because of his
outstanding skills, education, and physical condition. Each operative has a
special talent or ability that will be honed to excellence. Each of you will
undergo an extensive training that will take you high into the realms of the
infinite power. Your training starts now!”
The eight
operatives stand straight, proud, and anxious to start the next phase in their
military career. Each one has a reason, a dream, and need to be a Delta Force
operative.
Months later, the eight operatives are celebrating their accomplishments.
Their training is over. Each one has excelled in every facet of their training.
Their bond is strong, absolute, and invincible.
Infinity is the name
taken by Razer 8, the Special Delta Force operators. The infinite power Razor 8
team operators are an offensive team working against the drug cartel, drug
dealers, and all types of terrorist groups. The U.S. Delta Force Special
Operations Unit, organized for the conduct of missions, requires that the Delta
Force team be highly adaptable and completely self-sufficient. These men know
that they can rely on one another when they have no one else. This is their new
family!
Loco, Razer 8 by P.T.
Macias
The hard driven, ambitious
delta force operator is immune to women. His heart has been destroyed by a
treacherous woman and the unexpected loss of his family. These events have
driven him nearly into insanity. The hard knocks in life propel him into
grasping his emotions, his thoughts, and his physical condition. He focused on
his goal. Loco doesn’t allow any type of distractions or obstacles to stop him.
His actions and recklessness have earned him his nickname, Loco.
The Infinite power, Razer 8
operatives, are united and linked for infinity. His team mates recognize his
pain, anger, and strength is derived from the intense impotency he feels from
his loss.
The unexpected mission and
unexpected encounter with his soul mate, tests his strength. His mind, heart,
and soul recognize his love even before the actual encounter. The ruthless
criminals threaten to harm his soul mate, pushing and transforming him into a
fearless warrior.
Delicious Taste
“Mr De Leon, I’m sorry for
your loss,” conveys Officer Taylor.
He observes Roberto’s dazed vacant stare.
“The police department is doing everything in its power to investigate. We
don’t have any evidence or motive for your family’s death. The car explosion
was an accident. It was simply unusual and bizarre.”
“Officer Taylor, I want the
police department to keep me informed of any new evidence,” replies Roberto,
glancing over at the officer.
This is a fucking nightmare! I can’t believe that someone
intentionally tampered with my parents’ car to kill them and my only brother.
I’m going to get to the bottom of this, fumes Roberto. He stands ready to run to the only
comfort he has. He runs to Jennifer.
I know that I’ll feel a little better when I’m with Jennifer.
She’s my love. She’ll be pleased and surprised to see me, muses Roberto.
“I will be returning to
base,” states Roberto. “I don’t know when I’ll return, since I was accepted to
a special department. I plan on staying in the military for a while.”
“Mr. De Leon, we will advise
you on any new developments,” replies Officer Taylor, nodding.
Roberto nods and walks out
of the office. I need to see Jen. I’m
hurting so deeply. I know that I’ll feel a little better when I get a chance to
hug Jen, he thinks.
He strides down the hall and
out of the police department. He walks over to his car and drives straight to
Jennifer’s home.
I know that she hasn't a clue that I’m home. I can’t wait to
see her huge smile, thinks Roberto. He wipes a tear that rolls down his face
from anger and grief. Damn it! I can’t
cry. I have to stay strong because I need to make arrangements for the funeral
after I see Jen. Yeah, I know she’ll want to go with me. I need her so badly.
Roberto parks the car and
walks up the walkway, glancing inside through the window. Hell, no! Fucking hell, no! This is surreal! Jennifer is with another
bastard and really going at it!
Roberto sees red as he walks
up to the door. He bangs on the door enraged. His anger and hurt is
excruciating. I can’t believe this! Damn,
is this a punishment? This is too much! I've lost my family and now my girl! he
thinks. Yeah, I want to see her face when
she sees me and realizes that I saw her! Then I’m gone!
Jennifer pulls away,
startled and concerned. “Wow, who can that be? My parents left for a few days,
Adam,” says Jennifer. She grabs Adam’s shirt and pulls it on.
“Damn, Adam! We’re making
love in the living room for anyone to see us!” says Jennifer. “We should’ve
gone to my bedroom. Goodness only knows who saw us.”
“Sweetie, it’s probably the
UPS guy,” laughs Adam. “He only saw your sweet ass.”
Jennifer laughs, shaking her
head. “I’ll be right back,” says Jennifer. She leans down for a kiss.
Roberto bangs on the door
again, livid! Damn whore! To think that I
thought she was my future, my dreams, my everything! he fumes.
Jennifer walks over to the
door, impatient to return to Adam. She opens the door, ready to blow off
whoever it is. “Stop banging on my door!” yells Jennifer.
“No worries, Jen. I’ll never
bang on your door again!” yells Roberto. “Just take your trashy ass back to
that bastard and bang him!” He walks backwards, glaring at her.
Jennifer blinks, startled to
see Roberto. Omg, it’s my Roberto! Oh
wow! He caught me! Now what?
“Babe, he doesn’t mean
anything to me,” says Jennifer. Stepping outside, she closes the door.
“Yeah, right! I never
touched you! I wanted to respect you and wait for our wedding night! I loved
you! I’m done, and gone!” states Roberto, standing straight and proud. He
glares at her, registering her surprise and her shameless apology.
Yeah, she didn’t love me. She wanted my parents’ money. I can
see that now, he thinks. He turns and walks to his car. He doesn’t listen to her
explanations.
He heads straight to make
arrangements for the burials. The next few days pass quickly and Roberto goes
through the days in a robotic daze.
A few years, later Roberto
is walking into the new classroom to meet his new team. Damn, I’m so excited! He thinks.
He walks in and nods to the
guys in the room. He takes a seat, turning to watch the Commanding Officer for
the Delta Force enter the classroom.
“Good morning, Officers,” says Commander
Knight. He stands straight in front of the room. “I want to welcome you to the
new Delta Force team. The name Razer was selected because you will be able to
raze any entity, country, or structure in the world.”
Commander Knight observes each team
operative. He needs to register their commitment, excitement and aspiration.
“The agency believes each one of you will be
the best operative in the world, in your field of expertise. Every single
officer on this team was selected because of his outstanding skills, education,
and physical condition. Each operative has a special talent or ability that
will be honed to excellence. Each of you will undergo an extensive training
that will take you high into the realms of the infinite power. Your training
starts now!”
The eight operatives stand straight, proud,
and anxious to start the next phase in their military career. Each one has a
reason, a dream, and need to be a Delta Force operative.
Months later, the eight
operatives are celebrating their accomplishments. Their training is over. Each
one has excelled in every facet of their training. Their bond is strong,
absolute, and invincible.
“Damn! Damn! We’re a whole
unit and we’re the infinite power!” says Panther, taking a drink of his
whiskey. He grins, contemplating his new tattoo. “Dudes, I’m going to get this
tattoo as a symbol of the Infinity. This represents to me the unity and
infinite power that we have. We've worked hard to accomplish our goal and
complete this bond.”
“Yeah, I agree with
Panther,” voices Phantom, nodding. “We should make the promise of being united
and linked for infinity.”
“Damn! That sounds sweet,”
says Bulldog, nodding. “Hell, yeah! I’m in.”
“That sounds incredible! We should all have the double infinity symbol tattoo that
Panther is getting. This will be our symbol of being united and linked for
infinity. Hell, yeah! We’re the infinite power!” says Redfox, nodding. He looks
over at the rest of the operatives.
“Damn, yes!” says Loco,
solemnly.
“I’m in,” says Ghost in a
soft low tone.
“You don’t have to ask me
twice,” voices Thunder, nodding. He looks over at his twin, raising an eyebrow.
He mentally transmits, you’re in, right?
“Absolutely! Show us the
tat,” says Lightning, growling.
Panther roars with pleasure.
He gets the image from his wallet. “This tat will be our evidence and
commitment to being united and linked for infinity,” he says.
“Damn! That’s a sweet tat,”
says Bulldog, grinning.
“Let’s go now, on this first
day of being an official Delta Force. Now we’re official, Razer 8 Delta Force
Operatives,” says Redfox, grinning.
“Hell, yes! We’re officially
Infinity to one other!,” roars Panther.
Infinity
is the name taken by Razer 8, the Special Delta Force operators. The infinite
power Razer 8 team operators are an offensive team working against the drug
cartel, drug dealers, and all types of terrorist groups. The U.S. Delta Force
Special Operations Unit, organized for the conduct of missions, requires that
the Delta Force team be highly adaptable and completely self-sufficient. These
men know that they can rely on one another when they have no one else. This is
their new family!
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Ghost is an
old-fashioned Southern boy fighting hard to forget his pain. He’s forced to
protect his Mama and sister from their abusive Pa. Ghost is strong, silent, and
soft spoken. He works hard against all obstacles and hurt.
Ghost grows up
to become a Delta Force. He meets and falls for a hot Latina who sets him on
fire! She captures his soul and brightens his world. He would do anything to
protect her.
Duty calls and
he’s forced to leave her unprotected. The unspeakable happens! Ghost calls on
Infinity. Infinity aids to extract his woman from the clutches of a soulless
prostitution mob. Time is running out!
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Ghost is an old-fashioned Southern boy fighting hard to
forget his pain. He’s forced to protect his Mama and sister from their abusive
Pa. Ghost is strong, silent, and soft spoken. He works hard against all
obstacles and hurt.
Ghost grows up to become a Delta Force. He meets and falls
for a hot Latina who sets him on fire! She captures his soul and brightens his
world. He would do anything to protect her.
Duty calls and he’s forced to leave her unprotected. The
unspeakable happens! Ghost calls on Infinity. Infinity aids to extract his
woman from the clutches of a soulless prostitution mob. Time is running out!
Ghost
drives down Andrea’s street in his black new pickup. He parks a few houses
down. He leaves the truck running. He leans back into his seat, gripping the
steering wheel. He’s wearing black sunglasses.
Damn, I don’t like where my
sweet Darlin lives. Those bastards down the street are up to no good, thinks Nathan. He grabs his
cell and quickly texts Andrea that he’s waiting.
“Ghost
this is a bad part of Los Angles. We need to hurry. We need to leave as soon as
she’s here,” says Loco. He has his shades on and looks down the corner at the
hoods gathering around a table, drinking. “Where does she live?”
“She
lives down the street on the right in that yellow house. The one across from
the hoods,” replies Nathan.
A
few yards away from Nathan are some young boys playing with the basketball.
They look at Nathan and his truck.
Andrea
leaves her house and walks down the steps. She’s carrying her bag. She’s
wearing her cute red dress, sexy black sandals and her shiny black hair loose
down her back. She stops on the sidewalk. She grabs her sunglasses out of her
purse and quickly slides them on. She looks down the street and smiles. Oh yeah, my Baby is waiting, she thinks.
Marcos
takes a drink of his Corona. He’s a handsome young man that’s used to having
the girls fall at his feet. He’s wearing crisp cotton grey slacks with a white
fitted shirt, and black shoes. He has one leg on top of bench. His buddies
surround him, playing cards on the table. .
He
looks at the house across the street.
Yeah, I have to talk to her. I need to get her into my arms. She’s a sweet
pussy, thinks Marcos. He continues to wait for Andrea to step out of her
house.
Damn yes, Andrea just came
out of her house. This is my sweet opportunity to talk to her. Marcos leaves his buddies
and strides across the street towards Andrea.
“Andrea
you look beautiful,” says Marcos, smiling. He has his Corona in his hand. “When
are you going to talk to me? I want to take you out.”
He
stands on the curb, looking at her. He licks his lips. “Andrea you have me
crazy for you.”
Andrea
turns to look at him and turns away. She starts striding quickly down the
street towards Nathan.
Marcos
sees her walk away and this infuriates him. What’s
her fucking problem? Does she think she’s too good for me, thinks Marcos.
He
throws his Corona in the ground and starts following her with determination. That pussy is going to be mine. The boss wants her. She will bring in lots
of money. I already have a list of clients waiting for her.
Andrea
walks quickly, trying to reach Nathan. Damn
I have to ignore him. I’m almost there, thinks Andrea, anxiously. She bites
her lower lip with fear. Damn I’m so glad
that my Baby is here. He’s so big and strong.
Marcos
runs after her and grasps her arm. “Fucking bitch, what’s wrong with you!
You’re always ignoring me. You think you’re too good for me!” yells Marcos. He
pulls her close to him, glaring down at her.
Andrea
yells with fear, her eyes expand. She trembles, her complexion turn white. She
moves to take his hand off of her. “Let me go Marcos!” she yells.
“There
she is, my Darlin girl,” whispers Nathan, smiling. He glances over at Loco.
“Yeah
that’s her,” says Loco, laughing at Nathan. “Yeah brother your pussy whipped.”
Nathan
watches her stop and slides her glasses on. He then watches Marcos walk over to
her. Nathan grasps the steering wheel with anger. “What the fuck does that
asshole want with her,” says Nathan. He watches closely to see if she’s going
to talk to him.
Oh yeah, she’s not giving
him the time of day, thinks Nathan. He smiles, and then he sees red when he sees him run
after her and grabs her arm.
“That son of bitch!” yells Nathan. He jumps out of the truck.
He sprints the few yards down the street, pounding into the asphalt, towards
Andrea. His heart pounds hard in his chest, full of anger, anxiety, and the
extreme urgency to get her away from him. He reaches Andrea and pulls her away
from him.
“Mother fucker what in the hell do you think
you’re doing. Don’t touch my woman,” growls Nathan. He glares down at Marcos.
“Hot Dang! Whup his ass!” yells Loco. He jumps
out of the truck and runs after him. He stops right behind them.
He watches Marcos buddies start to run over. Oh hell this is going to get ugly, he
thinks. They’re only six. Yeah it’ll take
only a few minutes to calm these assholes down.
Loco looks at them line up behind Marcos. Hmm these pups are going to get their ass
whup, he thinks. Loco grins at them.
“Puto (male whore), she’s your woman, and since
when? The last time I checked this pussy didn’t have an owner,” says Marcos,
smirking. Yeah I love this, this pussy
has an owner. Now I’m going to enjoy taking her form him, thinks Marcos.
“Fucking asshole, don’t every talk to her or
about her like that! She’s a lady!” yells Nathan, turning red. He’s blood boils
with anger.
“Darlin go to my truck,” says Nathan, softly to
Andrea. Not losing sight of Marcos. “I’ll be there in a few.”
Andrea is shaking with fear. Omg Marcos is crazy. He’s so vulgar, thinks Andrea.
She strides quickly to the truck, gripping her
bag tight. She opens the door, throws her bag in the rear seat, and slides into
the middle of the bench seat. She stares at them, trembling with fear. She
moves a strand of hair from her eyes and sets it behind her ear. She whips the
tears from her eyes biting her lower lip.
Omg, what if my Baby wasn't here to protect me. He would have taken me, she thinks, shuddering.
Andreas’s little brother Raul stands near the
bushes hiding. He’s shaking with
fear. That mean Marcos wants my sister
Andrea. I’m so scared of him. Who are these huge men? That white man is picking
up my sister Andrea, thinks Raul.
Loco is ready to fight, he monitors their
actions. These bastards don’t know who
they’re messing with, he thinks.
Nathan takes a few steps forward and stops
right in front of Marcos face. He looks down and glares at him enraged.
“Fucking asshole, I’m going to tell you once. I’m going to kill you if you go
near her again. Don’t ever look or touch her again,” says Nathan, softly. He
grinds his jaw, the muscle flexing from the pressure.
Nathan is a good eight inches taller than
Marcos. He towers over all of his buddies. He’s an imposing man. Marcos buddies
eye Nathan and then glance over at Loco.
Loco stands with his feet spread out and ready
to fight. His huge hands are fisted. He smiles at them and winks. Oh yeah, they’re going to be my girlfriends,
thinks Loco.
“Puto, I’m telling you now, I’m taking her from
you,” growls Marcos. He stares Nathan down. “Don’t look away because I will
kill you.”
“You’re dead,” growls Nathan.
“You gay mother fucker,” yells Marcos,
smirking. “I’m ready anytime to fuck you. You’re going to me my puto.”
“You little roach, you really want to die,”
growls Nathan. His growl vibrates deep in his throat.
“I’m
going to kill you!” yells Marcos. Marcos pulls out his blade and takes a stab
at Nathan.
Nathan quickly grabs his hand and twists it
behind him. He pulls Marcos arm up his back. Nathan wraps his arm around his
neck and pulls him against his chest. He forces Marcos to release the blade.
“Fucking roach, I’m going to whup your ass.
Yeah I’m looking forward to ass whupping time,” whispers Nathan.
Loco quickly kicks the blade and glares at
Marcos buddies. Then he grins and winks at them.
Nathan pulls his arm further up and hears the
bone crack.
Marcos yells out in pain and sways from the
pain.
Nathan grins at Marcos buddies. “Music to my
ears,” whispers Nathan. He shoves Marcos into his buddies.
Marcos buddies move to catch him. They glare at
Nathan and Loco. They’re too scared to even try to fight them. One yells at
Nathan. “Gringo (white guy) we’re going to hunt you down and kill you. That
pussy is ours,” yells a tall thin bastard.
Nathan glares at him and walks over to him. He
picks him up by his shirt and slams him against fence. “I will teach you
fuckers some manners. You will never refer to my woman like that,” whispers
Nathan. He swings back and punches him the mouth.
The thin bastard head swings back into the
fence. His lower lip splits and starts to bleed. Nathan throws him down the
ground.
He turns to glare at the other hoods. They
quickly drag Marcos and the thin bastard to the house.
Nathan looks over at Raul hiding behind the
bushes. He looks him straight in the eyes. Nathan slightly nods his head.
Raul smiles at Nathan. He then stands,
trembling from fear, and runs home.
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Bulldog, Razer 8
Bulldog
is the youngest of the Razer 8 Delta Force Operatives. He enjoys life. He’s
called upon to help out one of his team operative. Infinity is there.
He
runs into Katherine Morgan, a sweet young victim. In the the process of
extraction he gets caught by the prostitution gang. They mistake him with being
her boyfriend.
Bulldog
grabs onto that line and poses as her boyfriend. In the process of rescuing
Katherine from the mob he becomes entangled in her web. Will Bulldog’s skills
and training save him from falling under her spell? Will he be able to outrun
the mob and his soul?
Bulldog glares
at Katherine, frustrated. Damn, this
beauty is terrified. She’s trembling and her lovely huge soft hazel eyes are
full of tears. Damn it all to hell! I hate seeing women cry, thinks Travis.
He starts to
see her, forgetting his frustration and the urgency to escape. He gazes into
her eyes.
Katherine gazes
into Bulldog’s beautiful green eyes, holding back her scream. He’s soul is pure, I can feel it. I see the
honest compassion and admiration. He’s not one of them? Wow, his soul is so vibrant. I feel his soul
converging into mine, into one, ponders Katherine. She blinks back her
tears and unconsciously holds tightly onto his hand.
Oh, yeah, this sweet young girl’s soul is incredible. I feel
her soul reaching deeply, touching my very core, and firmly embedding into my soul. Wow, she’s so
beautiful. I love her sweet red lips and her long golden brown hair. Her hair
looks soft and shiny, muses Travis, in a daze.
“Infinity extraction complete. Disperse and status,” requests
Redfox, into the mic.
Bulldog snaps
back to reality. Damn! I need to get her
out of out of this hell hole, thinks Bulldog.
“It’s okay
Sugar. I’m getting you out of this hell hole,” says Travis, solemnly. “We need
to get going. Will you follow me?”
Katherine
blinks, registering what he said. “You’re here to rescue me?” she asks. She
starts to smile, a bright smile lighting up her entire face. Her beautiful
hazel eyes glow. “Okay, I’ll follow you.”
Oh, wow, he’s such a hunk. He looks like a bad boy but he’s
not.
I love his dirty blond hair and green
eyes.
“Wonderful,
Sugar,” replies Travis. He nods and takes her hand. They walk out of the room,
he switches off the light, and they walk up the stairway.
Extracting, says Bulldog into the mic. He takes
two steps up the stairs, pulling Katherine along. The stairway area is pitch
black.
Katherine can’t
see in front of her and is relying on Travis to go up the stairway, holding
tightly onto his hand. I wonder who he’s
talking to, she ponders.
Bulldog reaches
the top of the stairway and attempts to push the door open. Damn it all to hell! They closed the door. I
need to see if I can locate a latch, muses Bulldog.
Katherine runs
into him and wraps her arms around his waist trying not to fall down the
stairs. She’s balanced on the narrow step, holding onto him.
Bulldog is
thrown off balance; he quickly wraps his arms around Katherine. They roll down
the stairs to the bottom of the basement. The mic breaks off, bounces down the
stairs, and rolls into a cranny in the concrete floor.
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