Goddess of the Hunt by Becky Flade
- File Size: 223 KB
- Print Length: 49 pages
- Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC (February 14, 2014)
- Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
Codename Diana
CIA
field agent Paige Aster hides a cunning intelligence and lethal skill behind a
mask of golden beauty. It serves her well as she moves from one undercover
assignment to the next.
Current Mission
Retrieve
a stolen United States military defense program from a terrorist cell in
Dublin, Ireland, before they trade it to Islamic extremists in exchange for
munitions. Her only back up on this time-sensitive mission is a deeply embedded
MI-6 operative.
Her Asset
Eoin
Fitzpatrick has sacrificed everyone he holds dear to bring these terrorists to
justice. He’ll sacrifice Diana, too, if she threatens to compromise his mission
or his cover. He has orders to do just that – his agency is only doing hers a
favor.
Compromised or Comprising?
Paige
expects danger, but welcomes passion—taking her pleasure where and when it’s
offered. She’s not prepared for the effect Eoin has on her. Or what happens
when she surrenders to him—Paige burns for Eoin but will he leave her burned…
Goddess of the
Hunt
Covert Passions
Enjoy the following excerpt for Goddess of the Hunt:
“Is it done? Do you and the
others in the house bring in sex partners from time to time?” She straightened
and stared at him.
“Yes.” He hissed the
answer.
“I’m travelling; you and I
meet at a pub and go to your place to hook up. It’s simple and happens all the
time. Believable, even.” She thought of Michel and her lips tilted at the
corners. Then, casting her eyes over Eoin, she deliberately arched a brow and
tucked her tongue in her cheek. “Well, for most people, anyway.”
His lips thinned and the
muscles in his cheek ticked as he worked to control the flare of temper. It
delighted her. “Fine, we’ll do it your way.” Eoin pushed himself from the chair
he’d been perched on and nearly charged for the door. “I’ll be here at
seven-thirty tomorrow morning, be ready.”
Paige grabbed his arm as he
passed her. “What are you so worked up about? If it goes wrong, you can just
leave me hanging and you know it. This costs you nothing, Paddy-boy; it’s my
ass on the line.”
He grabbed her shirt and
pushed her against the closet door. She didn’t fight it and he had his mouth on
her in seconds. His tongue delved and demanded she respond; she arched up into
the kiss. Delight, desire, and anger thrummed through her as she both succumbed
and made demands of her own. His hands molded to her hips and pinned her
between the hard planes of his body and the wall behind her. Then he abruptly
pulled away. They stood inches apart; the air crackled around them. Their gazes
locked. He opened his mouth, then shook his head and left without a word.
Tie score.
About the
Author:
A city girl, born and bred, I tend to place my stories in and around
southeast Pennsylvania, or at least have a character or two from the area. Home
is where the heart is and I make mine with my very own knight in slightly
tarnished armor. When I’m not busy living my own happily ever after, I’m writing
about someone else’s.
Contact Details:
beckyfladeauthor@gmail.com
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