Today I am so pleased to welcome Charlie Cochet to Joyfully Jay. Charlie Cochet has come to share an exclusive excerpt from her latest release, Rack & Ruin, the third book in her fabulous THIRDS series. She has also brought along a great giveaway to share.  Please join me in giving Charlie a big welcome!



“THIRDS! Stop or I’ll shoot!” Dex called out, speeding past rusted metal containers, parked trucks and street maintenance equipment. His warning went unheeded. In fact, Dex was forced to make a sudden detour to avoid getting struck by a bright orange cone. Fucker threw a traffic cone at him! Back on course, Dex came skidding to a halt, aimed his tranq gun, and fired. The roar of the Therian told Dex he’d hit his target. Unfortunately, he realized too late that one tranq wasn’t enough to bring the nearly seven-foot Therian down, only enough to give him a limp as the drug went through his system. Hoping to catch up, Dex made a run for his perp. He was close. A little more and—

A hard body slammed into him, knocking the wind out of him when Dex hit one of the metal containers. His adrenaline and training kicked in. Dex thrust an elbow up, catching the new masked Therian in the chin. Not allowing his larger opponent to recover, Dex delivered a right hook. He was going for a left when a fist came at him. Dex used his left arm to block the punch and came back with a right uppercut, satisfied by the painful growl released by the large Therian. The bulletproof vest the guy wore made it difficult for Dex to get a good shot in. In the distance, Dex saw his quarry. The guy had stopped to see what was going on, and that’s when Dex saw Ash coming his way. Dex struggled with the Therian in front of him but motioned frantically to the one he’d shot. “Suspect is tranqed!”


Dex watched Ash take after the guy and ducked just as the Therian in front of him threw a punch at Dex’s head. The guy’s fist collided with the container instead, and he let out a fierce howl. Jackass. Austen had been right. These guys were trained but not officially. Had the guy really been expecting Dex to stand there and get punched in the head? He grabbed the guy’s wrist, sidestepped, and twisted his opponent’s arm behind his back before kicking the back of his knee and shoving him up against the container. He moved to grab his perp’s left arm to twist it behind his back when it came at him with a gleaming blade. Dex pushed out of the way, the edge of the blade slicing at Dex’s sleeve and leaving a sting behind. In that instant, Dex was kicked in the thigh with enough force for his leg to go dead. He hit the ground hard, but he refused to stay down. As he pushed himself to his feet, his assailant made a run for it and disappeared into the shadows.

“Motherfucker!” Dex punched the gravel beneath him and forced himself to sit up. Moments later, Ash showed up looking out of breath and sans Therian suspect. “What the hell happened?” Dex pushed himself onto his right leg, hopping back so he could use the container to steady him.

“I lost him.”

Dex stared at his teammate. “What do you mean you lost him?”

“Do I need to paint you some pretty pictures in crayon?” Ash snarled. “I fucking lost him.”

“How can you lose him? He was right in front of you!”

Ash got up in Dex’s face, pissing Dex off further. “Next time you go after the perp, and I’ll stay back to get my ass kicked. Oh wait, that won’t happen because I’m not a fucking Hobbit!”

“Fuck you, Simba!” Dex shoved Ash back away from him or at least attempted to.

Ash pulled back a fist when Sloane materialized between them. “All right you two. That’s enough.”

Dex couldn’t believe it. They’d almost had one. How the hell could Ash let the guy get away? What a fucking disaster.

“What happened?” Sloane asked looking from Dex to Ash and back, the rest of the team catching up, including Cael and Hobbs who were both panting and huffing. Guess his brother and teammate hadn’t had much luck either.

“Ash pulled a Wes Welker and dropped the ball,” Dex spat out.

“Fuck you, Daley. Welker wouldn’t have dropped the ball if Brady hadn’t fucked up the throw.”

Unbelievable. “Oh, so now I’m the one who fucked up? And since when are you a Patriots fan?”

“I’m not. Doesn’t mean I’m not gonna call out a shitty play, and Brady pulled a shitty play. So did you. Why the fuck are you bringing up a two-year-old game anyway?”

Dex had no idea. What he did know was that he was mighty pissed off at Ash and wanted so bad to plant one in his face. “I shot the guy!”

“Once! The guy was as big as Hobbs. One tranq dart is gonna sting and piss him the fuck off, but it ain’t gonna take him down, genius. You should have gotten off at least three shots!”

“For fuck’s sake, give it a rest, both of you.” Sloane paused long enough to answer his earpiece. “Brodie here. Copy that, Sarge.”


“Everyone into the truck. We’ve got a dead body.”


Rack & RuinNew York City’s streets are more dangerous than ever with the leaderless Order of Adrasteia and the Ikelos Coalition, a newly immerged Therian group, at war. Innocent civilians are caught in the crossfire and although the THIRDS round up more and more members of the Order in the hopes of keeping the volatile group from reorganizing, the members of the Coalition continue to escape and wreak havoc in the name of vigilante justice.

Worse yet, someone inside the THIRDS has been feeding the Coalition information. It’s up to Destructive Delta to draw out the mole and put an end to the war before anyone else gets hurt. But to get the job done, the team will have to work through the aftereffects of the Therian Youth Center bombing. A skirmish with Coalition members leads Agent Dexter J. Daley to a shocking discovery and suddenly it becomes clear that the random violence isn’t so random. There’s more going on than Dex and Sloane originally believed, and their fiery partnership is put to the test. As the case takes an explosive turn, Dex and Sloane are in danger of losing more than their relationship.


Charlie CochetCharlie Cochet is an author by day and artist by night. Always quick to succumb to the whispers of her wayward muse, no star is out of reach when following her passion. From Historical to Fantasy, Contemporary to Science Fiction, there’s bound to be plenty of mischief for her heroes to find themselves in, and plenty of romance, too!

Currently residing in South Florida, Charlie looks forward to migrating to a land where the weather includes seasons other than hot, hotter, and boy, it’s hot! When she isn’t writing, she can usually be found reading, drawing, or watching movies. She runs on coffee, thrives on music, and loves to hear from readers.


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