Don’t Draw Attention Weekend Writing Warriors

Here’s the link to the Weekend Writing Warriors central page, so you can visit all the participants sharing excerpts today…a fun way to sample new books and find new authors! (Also welcome to the Sunday Snippet visitors!)

May be edited a bit from published version.

Taking excerpts now from my new release, TRATUS, a scifi romance novel.

I’ve jumped ahead to where we meet Katrin, who is a prisoner of the Khagrish scientists along with many other humans.

There was a rumor among the various prisoner populations about a group of people who’d escaped the Khagrish labs and returned on occasion to save others. Some of the rebels were said to be large aliens, which three of the men standing outside her cell certainly were. She herself had seen equipment in several medlabs sized to fit humanoids much taller and heavier than humans, which gave credence to the story but Katrin assumed if the escapees came to break humans out, they’d launch a military style attack, not stroll in on good terms with the Khagrish.

The trio were easily seven feet tall, frames filled out with massive muscles and the handsomest faces she’d ever seen outside of a trideo. As the soldiers moved and the lights in the corridor shone on their bodies, she saw the faint glimmer of scales on their cheeks and forearms. Her attention was repeatedly drawn to one in particular, standing behind the other two. Something about him drew her eye, until she realized he was looking at her and then she swallowed hard and hastily studied the scuffed floor as if the answers she sought were written there.

Best not to draw any attention in the lab, if possible. She’d had the lesson drummed into her head by others who’d been held much longer than she had.

TRATUS: A BADARI WARRIORS SCIFI ROMANCE NOVEL (SECTORS NEW ALLIES SERIES BOOK 14) by Veronica Scott

Katrin Rodgerr, ex-Space Navy, was perfectly happy as Third Officer on a tramp freighter in the Outer Sectors, until the day she and everyone on board the ship were kidnapped by alien scientists to become subjects of gruesome experiments. Far away from home or help, Katrin does her best to bolster the other prisoners’ morale and look for a way to escape.

Until one day she’s chosen for an experiment of another sort – given to a pack of alien supersoldiers as a prospective breeder.

Tratus, senior enforcer of the Tzibir pack, never expected to find his mate, much less to meet her among the human prison population of the labs. But there she is and there’s no denying the instincts. Despite his Alpha’s objections, Tratus manages to convince the alien scientists to give Katrin to him and he vows to protect her. Deeply unhappy with the way his leader runs the pack as he disobeys all their goddess’s commandments and refuses to ally with other Badari packs to fight the scientists who created them, Tratus plots a revolt.

Despite herself Katrin is drawn to the giant humanoid warrior with alien predator DNA who treats her so respectfully. His scales and other differences from human males only make him more attractive in his own way. But the Alpha distrusts her and Tratus, and time is running out for them both…Can Tratus defeat the Alpha leading his pack to inevitable doom? Can he and Katrin survive the consequences and find their way to claiming each other as true mates or must he let her go?

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11 comments on “Don’t Draw Attention Weekend Writing Warriors

  1. If he’s staring at her already, she can look anywhere she wants. She’s been noticed–and you can’t take that back. Great snippet, Veronica! i want to read more! Tweeted.

  2. Thanks for visiting and commenting! Yes, in part of the Tratus POV I skipped over, he and the other Badari are shown a trideo (3D video) of the prisoners and Katrin caught his eye in that as well. But here we can see the attraction or fascination is mutual and the plot is kicked off.

  3. If you get this twice sorry – it didn’t appear on the post. How many of us have done the same thing – checked out the floor to avoid answering or being seen.
    Tweeted.

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