I'm so excited to be hosting Patricia Green today, with one of her newest releases,Rescued By the Spy!
She'll be sharing a steamy excerpt, but first, let's get to know her with a quick question!
Are you a morning or night person?
I am very much a night person. I have to force myself to get up at 8:30 AM during weekdays. I would always rather go to bed around 1-1:30 AM, but because I keep regular working hours, I can't do that. On the weekends, I sleep until noon, happily. If it wasn't for coffee, during the week I'd never get anything done.
Hmmm, I can totally relate. I used to be a morning person, but not so much these days.
Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-
time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.
You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:
Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_Green
Rescued By The Spy
A spy working for the Solarian Federation...
Michael O'Malley is undercover in a sting operation against Jerold Laricon, a man with Machiavellian social restructuring schemes and a desire for world domination.
Kidnapped and kept as a sex slave...
Could there be a worse time for Nina Stanley, O’Malley’s old flame, to show up in Ligeia as a kidnap victim? Sure, he wants to save her, but his job is to crush Laricon's slave trade and vicious rise to power.
The young and beautiful "spare"...Muddying the waters is Michael’s need to fit in and partake of the succulent fruits on Laricon’s human slave tree--including Alyssa, a willing sex slave he's forced to take as his own. Now he
as two women counting on him, and the fate of a world.
Nina's goal is to get out...
No matter what it takes. Nina is appalled by what she experiences in Ligeia at the hands of the evil Laricon, but what if the price of her freedom is Michael's life? Can she live with herself if that happens?
Michael was thinking as fast as he could. He remembered the night he'd shared with Nina in explicit detail. So much explicit detail, in fact, that he felt himself growing hard. The night had been during the Martian Conflict, a quick and dirty meeting just before he'd been called away on a new assignment. They'd both known it would likely end after their brief encounter, but a feverish need to couple had been all that was important at the time.
"She's okay, sir," he said noncommittally.
Walker snorted. "What does O'Malley know, sir? He's too busy with administrative stuff to even notice the women."
Laricon looked at Michael oddly. "Nonsense. Come on, boy, and get a good close look. I'm asking your opinion."
Michael stood, closing his jacket over the lump in his pants. "Of course, sir." It was a near disaster.
"O'Malley?" the girl said. "Michael O'Malley?"
Laricon shot quizzical glances between Michael and Nina.
"Michael, get me out of here! Help me, please!" Nina implored, taking a step toward him.
Knowing Laricon was watching, Michael had no choice. "Yeah, I remember you, Nina." He cupped her chin and tried to tell her with his eyes that he was sorry, sorry for what he was about to do. "A nice lay, as I recall. Very good with her mouth, sir."
Nina gasped and slapped his face. Immediately, a guard manhandled her back. "You pig! You goddamned fucker! I don't know what this is about, but you're not the man I remember."
"No, bitch," Michael ground out, rubbing his cheek. "I'm not. I got smart, wised up. If you're smart, you'll learn that things here are different. And women obey, they don't order."
Roberto was watching with more interest than he'd shown all evening. Michael squirmed under his avid demeanor.
Laricon was smiling, his yellow, crooked teeth making the expression malevolent. "Well said, Michael, my boy. You know this young lady from where?"
"Back when I was in Command Security, sir. During the Martian Conflict. She was a reservist. Had the hots for me, and so I fucked her one night. Left the next morning. That was it."
"I see." Laricon nodded. He turned to Nina. "Are you still in Command Security, girl? Don't lie because I will find out, and the consequences will be...well, draconian."
"No," she answered succinctly. And when Laricon raised an eyebrow, she glared, but said, "No, sir."
"Very well. Turn around."
"Suck rocks...sir," she replied.
Hmmm, I wonder what will happen next?
Thanks for coming by Patricia, and congrats on your new release!
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