Home » Posts tagged 'romance'

Tag Archives: romance

Firelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk ~ Out now – Witches, Black Cats and plenty of red hot love!

Firelit Magic by Wendi ZwadukImage

Contemporary, Paranormal

Novella

M/F

Totally Bound

 

Cian’s coming into her own with her magic. She’s happy rescuing the black cats society doesn’t want, but she’s lonely. A sexy man to warm her nights would be perfect. Too bad the man in question isn’t interested–or is he?

 

Officer Tommy Barnes noticed Cian and her red hair the first time he stepped into her store, but a witch and a cop should mix–should they? And what’s with her interest in black cats? His investigative sense has him stopping back at the store over and over. He can’t deny his attraction to her. His sixth sense says she’s harmless, but a little investigative work between the sheets never hurt.

 

Can Tommy withstand the red-hot fire or will this witch get the best of him?

 

This book follows secondary characters from Candlelit Magic. This book also contains scenes of magic and sex between a witch and her human.

 

Available here: https://www.totallybound.com/firelit-magic

AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-firelitmagic-1477396-149.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Firelit-Magic-Wendi-Zwaduk-ebook/dp/B00JMKBROW/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1397355124&sr=8-2&keywords=Wendi+Zwaduk

 

EXCERPT:

 

©Wendi Zwaduk 2014

“Cian, I need the full story.” And her phone number. Or at least a longer conversation not involving her potential as a thief. He bit his tongue to keep from saying something he’d regret. When she pursed her crimson lips, he wondered what she’d taste like. He shouldn’t be attracted to her. A cop and a witch couldn’t mix…could they? He didn’t believe in spells or sacrifices. He needed logic and order, but he couldn’t deny the attraction.

Tommy shook his head. He needed to stop looking at her as anything other than a sexual human being.

Cian scooped up one of the cats, then sat on the arm chair. Yet again, she rubbed her cheek on the top of the feline’s head. “Heya Joey.” She scratched under the animal’s chin. “You’re a good baby.” She continued to pet the cat, but turned her attention to Tommy. “You said you wanted the full story. What do you want to know?”

“Everything.” He stood opposite her, unsure of how to unseat the cats. Besides, standing made him focus. “Start from the beginning. Why would someone accuse you of killing black cats? How’d you get into the rescue business and what are you doing tonight?”

 * * * * * 

I’ve always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favorites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line.  I love playing with words and letting the characters run wild.

NASCAR, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, animals and second chance romance all feature prominently in my books.  I also write under the pen name of Megan Slayer. Come join me for this fantastic journey!  

If you like my work, tell your friends and email me. I love hearing from readers!

Site: http://wendizwaduk.com/

Blog:  http://www.wendizwaduk.net/

WordPress blog: http://wendizwaduk.wordpress.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/WendiZwaduk

Fan page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Wendi-Zwaduk/195277927167481?ref=tn_tnmn

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/wendizwaduk

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3495446.Wendi_Zwaduk

On Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/wendizwaduk/

On Google+ : https://plus.google.com/115637543946745656739/posts

On Romance Novel Center: http://www.romancenovelcenter.com/wendizwaduk

Newsletter sign up:  http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj 

Tied Desire by Megan Slayer ~ Book 1 in the Club Desire series ~ Out Now!

ImageTied Desire by Megan Slayer

Club Desire Book 1

M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, BDSM

Novella

Resplendence Publishing

 

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the club.

            Ford Gehrig likes everything hard—his racing and his sex life. His career driving stock trucks is riding high. He’s a top performing rookie. Club Desire fulfills his needs for pain in his pleasure. But even a strong man has his breaking point. His wounds run deep and won’t be easy to overcome. Will the club be his salvation or his downfall?

Master Zane knows the rough side of the club well. He’s been at Desire longer than many of the Doms. Few subs turn his head like Ford. He wants the hot blond on his table, against his cross and in his bed. Nothing at the club comes easily, but Zane’s not one to give up. Will he be able to pierce the protective walls around Ford’s heart, or will his own past be the barrier he can’t destroy?

Only time, some cuffs and a few spankings will tell if this tied desire is meant to last.

An AllRomance Ebooks #1 Bestseller!

Available here: http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/639-978-1-60735-740-7–tied-desire-club-desire-series-book-one-by-megan-slayer.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00IMOTVAQ/

AllRomance Ebooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-tieddesire-1447767-147.html

EXCERPT:

“Stand. I want you to sit on the couch with me.” Zane offered his hand.

Albeit tentatively, Ford cooperated. He rose and followed the Master to the oversized leather sofa. For the first time since he’d entered Zane’s private space, he glanced around. Instead of the stark look of T’s room, this one was decorated in rich burgundys and navys. A couple floor lamps provided light. The standard bondage bed and a mattress on a platform completed the otherwise lush look.

“We need to talk. Please sit.” Zane’s words forced Ford to look at him. “Were you happy with T?”

Ford eased down beside Zane, not touching the larger man. Should he answer honestly? Might as well. “I enjoyed our time together.”

But I’d rather he’d have been you. Oh shit. He couldn’t admit that.

Ford allowed himself to ogle Zane. Full muscle in every part of his body, his arms were both sleeved in tattoos and a thick leather X crisscrossed his sculpted chest. A barbell decorated his right nipple. His leather pants molded around his strong legs.

For the first time since Ford had come to Desire, he looked Zane in the face. Scruff darkened his thin cheeks and dark lashes ringed his eyes. His black hair stood in spikes and twin earrings dangled from his left ear. He didn’t have telltale smile lines around his mouth. Didn’t the man grin at anything? Ford doubted Zane could be sad with all of the sexy men and women at his disposal.

Zane’s brown eyes narrowed, and the crinkles formed at his brow. “Somehow, I don’t believe you enjoyed being with T.”  He trailed his fingers down Ford’s cheek. “He claims you get off on name calling and degradation. I don’t buy that. I can see you getting off on the power shift, but not the other. You seem too timid—in a good way—for that harsh of treatment.”

Ford pressed his lips together to keep from gawking. In less than a minute, Zane had read him well. “You’re correct, Sir.”

“I want to start there. I’ve watched you in action. I know what you like and don’t like, but I want to hear you tell me your boundaries.”

“No needles or blood. I’m squeamish. Don’t choke me or abuse me. I can take pain, and I’ll use my safe word when I get to my limits.” Ford held his head high. “I enjoy the paddle, being restrained and sucking cock.”

“Very good.” Zane curled his fingers beneath Ford’s chin. “What’s your safe word?”

“Biscuit, Sir.”

“Nice.” Zane nodded. “Since T has seen fit to toss you back into the submissive pool, I’m stepping in. You’re mine. Do you wish to play?”

All of Ford’s desires and fantasies were coming true. Sure, he hadn’t wanted to part with T, but if he could spend time with Zane, then perfect. Ford wished he’d worn appropriate clothing for a scene, but who cared. He didn’t. Time to channel his sorrow into something sexy.

Ford placed the still full beer bottle on the floor, folded his hands and bowed his head. “Yes, Sir. I’d like to play.”

©Megan Slayer 2014

 * * * * * 

When she’s not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don’t seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite–on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press, Decadent Publishing , Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com

Megan on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/meganslayer

Megan on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5330530.Megan_Slayer

Megan on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/theauthormeganslayer

Megan on Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/MeganSlayer

AuthorGraph: http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/MeganSlayer

Newsletter sign up:  http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj 

Bases Loaded ~ Book 2 in the Club Desire Series by Megan Slayer ~ out now!

ImageBases Loaded by Megan Slayer

Club Desire Series, Book Two

M/M, Anal Sex, M/M/M, Menage, Double Penetration, Toys, Spanking, BDSM, Voyeurism

Novella

Resplendence Publishing

 

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we
are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.

 

Mix one lanky shortstop with two brawny Doms and what do you get? A white hot good time.

 

On the baseball field, shortstop Rocke Houseman commands the crowd. They cheer as he makes plays and hits home runs. He loves his job in professional sports, but there’s something missing. He wants to be true to himself. When he tears up his knees during a critical play, his whole life is thrown into chaos. He turns to the one place he knows to find balance—Club Desire.

 

Carson and Jeremiah are a packaged deal. You deal with one, you deal with both. When the gutsy sub comes into Desire and wants a Dom, they step in to help him out. Rocke fits their bill—he’s athletic and lanky, but knows how to take direction. Can they help him work out his issues one ménage at a time? Or will the passion exploding amongst them be the final out?

 

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller!

 

Available here:

http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/647-978-1-60735-748-3–bases-loaded-club-desire-series-book-two-by-megan-slayer.html

 

EXCERPT:

 

©Megan Slayer 2014

The two men—he wasn’t sure who was Jeremiah and who was Carson—took him down a long hallway to a room. When the taller one opened the door, bright white light spilled into the darkened corridor.

“This is our room. First we talk then we play. Do you think you’re able to keep up with us?” The shorter of the two men leveled his gaze at Rocke. He stood only about an inch shorter than Rocke’s six foot frame. His jaw flexed as he stared at Rocke, and a tiny bit of scruff glimmered on his cheeks.

At this point, Rocke didn’t have anything to lose. He’d been pushed away by all but the last two Doms in the building. Rocke sighed and dipped his head. “I’d like to play.”

“Very well.” The taller one ushered him into the room. Unlike the other rooms, this particular room more resembled a bedroom. No BDSM bed or bar contraptions. There was just a plain bed with white sheets. Thick carpet muffled their footsteps as the Doms led him to a leather couch and armchair. The room reminded him more of an apartment than a play place.

“Before we get down to business, my name is Carson.” The taller one extended his hand. “This is my partner, Jeremiah. We’ve been together for eight years. We don’t take many subs, and when we do, it’s only one at a time. You are Rocke Houseman, correct? Sit.”

Something in Carson’s voice made Rocke want to comply. He debated sitting on the chair but only for a moment. This was a test—had to be. He knelt on the floor at their feet and bowed his head. Fuck. His knee screamed with pain, but he ignored the hurt. He’d never get better if he kept giving in to his injury.

“Very good but we don’t want you on the floor. Sit in the chair.” Carson perched on the edge of the sofa, and Jeremiah stood behind him with his arms folded. Where Jeremiah seemed to be covered in sleeves of tattoos, Carson was all pristine muscle. Carson leaned forward. “We could read the tablet and find out what your boundaries are, but we’d rather hear them from you.”

Rocke’s gaze vacillated between the two men. Most Doms didn’t want to talk. They read the dossier and went right into play. Rocke wobbled to his feet, careful not to wrench his knee, then sat on the armchair. The shards of pain subsided, and he laced his fingers together. Hopefully, Carson and Jeremiah hadn’t seen him wince.

“Go on,” Jeremiah prompted. The harness he wore bit into his muscled chest.

“I’m not a heavy player in the BDSM world. I’ve never tried most things. No inclination to.” Rocke shrugged. “My biggest kink is threesomes. I like a dick in my mouth and one in my ass. You can use a cock ring, cock cage, handcuff me, nipple clips or spank my ass red…I’m game. But no permanent marks. I can’t have anything that’ll show in the locker room.”

“Why?” Carson prompted.

Rocke shifted in his seat. The leather creaked beneath him. They’d find out sooner or later—don’t leave marks if you don’t want to have to explain them to everyone in detail. The locker room was worse than a newsroom. They had to know everything. But he needed to trust Carson and Jeremiah. Something about the pair made him want to take a chance. They didn’t seem like others in his past who’d wanted to exploit his waning celebrity status.

“I’m a professional baseball player. I’m the shortstop for the Falcons. Eight years with a .285 batting average—well, until I blew out my knee. ACL injury three games from the playoffs and we’re in first place in our division. Sucked.” Rocke groaned. He’d given away a lot of info.

“We saw that play. You’re lucky to be standing without crutches.” Jeremiah rounded the sofa and sat beside his partner. “And you still got the double play.”

“I did.” The tips of his ears burned. They’d seen him on the field? “I have to ask—who’s your favorite team?”

“Grizzlies,” Carson replied. “The team that took you out.”

“Ah.” Maybe, this wasn’t such a good idea. Rocke sank down in his seat. “They’re a formidable team. I wish I hadn’t gotten cocky.”

“You had to. It’s who you are.” Carson rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb. “Who was your Dom before? We noticed you took a shine to Zane.”

“Everyone here.” Rocke snorted. The harder he’d tried to please a Dom, the faster he pushed them away. “You’ve probably heard all about me. I’m difficult.”

“How so?” Jeremiah reclined on the sofa and draped his arms across the back. “Details.”

Did they want to shame him? Jesus. “I like to talk. I don’t want to be demeaned. I’m not wild about wax and shit on my body.” His voice cracked, and the fury deep within him came to a head. “I want to be tied up and fucked. Use me like the God damn media does.”

He’d lost his temper. Fuck.

He couldn’t breathe. Rocke rested his head in his hands. “Sorry. I’m good at following orders, but I tend to top from the bottom. I’m hard to control, I guess.” They’d boot him just like the others. He might as well get up and leave…once his knee decided to cooperate. He closed his eyes and focused on controlling the pain in his soul. If he pushed the searing hurt deep, it wouldn’t bother him.

“Hard to control is in the eye of the beholder.” Carson placed his hand on Rocke’s thigh. “You may be one of the more challenging subs, but it’s not a death sentence. It simply means you haven’t found the right Doms—until now.”

  * * * * * 

When she’s not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don’t seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite–on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press, Decadent Publishing , Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com

Megan on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/meganslayer

Megan on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5330530.Megan_Slayer

Megan on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/theauthormeganslayer

Megan on Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/MeganSlayer

AuthorGraph: http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/MeganSlayer

Newsletter sign up:  http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj 

 

 

Paint My World by Megan Slayer – IR Contemporary Short Story ~ Out Now!

 ImagePaint My World by Megan Slayer  

M/F, Contemporary

Spring Fling Short Story

Shara Azod Publishing

 

Spring means open windows and open hearts.

Danielle Lane isn’t looking for anything other than paint when she goes into the home improvement shop in town. She’s not ready to offer up her heart again, but the sexy man behind the paint counter is making her think twice.

Garrett Granger has everything he ever wanted—except honest love. Working at the local hardware store suits him just fine. But the moment Dani walks into the store, he’s ready to give up his single life for a chance with the sexy woman.

Will this spring fling turn into something more or flop by the end of the night?

 

Available here: 

http://www.sharaazod.com/ebook/paint-my-world.html

 

EXCERPT:

©Megan Slayer 2014

“Just a moment.” When the blond hulk turned around, she knew. His blue eyes sparkled and the scruff on his cheeks added to his appeal. “Dani?” Garrett wiped his hands on his apron. “Well, I’ll be. Dani Lane. Look at you.” 

The tips of her ears burned. She usually wasn’t one to give in to flattery, but coming from Garrett, the words made her a little weak in the knees. 

“It’s me.” She slid the paint swatches across the counter. “I need some paint. These two.” She pointed to the circled colors. “Two gallons each.” 

“You know what you want. Cool.” He picked up the samples. “What are you painting?” 

“My living room and bedroom.” She sat on the closest stool. “I thought it was time for a change.” She folded her hands. Being near Garrett brought back so many memories, and most of them included her watching him playing football. He hadn’t noticed her back in the day, but seemed to know her now. 

“Painting is a good release. You can roll over the old memories and make new ones.” He tapped the keys on the touchpad. “At least once a year, I paint one or two of the rooms in my house. The walls will probably close in on me one of these days from all those layers of paint.  Gloss, eggshell or flat?” 

Oh crap. She hadn’t thought about the finish. Eggshell would look nice, but would it 

show the dirt faster? “Do you have semi-gloss?” 

“Let me check.” Garrett strolled away from the counter and down the aisle of paint cans. As he walked, his ass swayed a bit. His jeans clung to his muscular legs like a second skin and the T-shirt stretched across his torso, defining every ripple and bulge in his body. 

Dani pressed her knees together. Warmth spread over her. She shouldn’t look at him like a potential lover, but damn. The package he presented hit all her buttons the right way. He’d captured his blond hair in a ponytail. Some women weren’t keen on guys with long hair. Not Dani. She wanted to be able to run her fingers through the light tresses or pull on them during sex. 

She’d like to have sex with Garrett and pull his hair as he drove into her. She shivered. She wondered what he’d be like in bed. Hot and hurried or slow and steady?

 * * * * * 

When she’s not writing the stories in her head, Megan Slayer can be found luxuriating in her hot tub with her two vampire Cabana boys, Luke and Jeremy. She has the tendency to run a tad too far with her muse, so she has to hide in the head of her alter ego, but the boys don’t seem to mind.

When she’s not obsessing over her whip collection, she can be found picking up her kidlet from school. She enjoys writing in all genres, but writing about men in love suits her fancy best. The cabana boys are willing to serve, unless she needs them. She always need them. So be nice to Javier or he will bite–on command.

She also masquerades under the name Wendi Zwaduk and is published through Ellora’s Cave, Changeling Press, Decadent Publishing , Liquid Silver Books, MLR Press, Resplendence Publishing, and Total-E-Bound Publishing.

Megan’s site: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm

Megan’s blog: http://theauthormeganslayer.blogspot.com

Megan on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/author/meganslayer

Megan on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5330530.Megan_Slayer

Megan on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/theauthormeganslayer

Megan on Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/MeganSlayer

AuthorGraph: http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/MeganSlayer

Newsletter sign up:  http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj 

 

 

Thank you for joining me @TRS_Studio for the #releaseparty! #AlienVirgin #SALE

Thank you so much for joining me today at The Romance Studio! I hope you enjoyed the excerpts from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN.

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

 

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Excerpt #6 (Adult) from His #AlienVirgin @TRS_Studio #releaseparty #NewAdult

Hello everyone! I’ve given you chapter one, but you’ve yet to meet the hero. So, here’s excerpt #6 from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Alien Romance which released at the end of March as part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series. Meet Daran.

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

Enjoy excerpt #6:

Daran ran a hand across the back of his neck. How the Castillos had talked him into setting up a 1Night Stand, he had no idea. He didn’t belong in this city. Or on this planet. Didn’t belong anywhere. Yet, without a means of transportation, he remained stuck on Earth.

He drummed his fingers on the hard plastic arm of the chair, gazing up at the graphic display of stars. Closed to everyone else for the evening, the observatory was a perfect spot for him to work and entertain his date. No place left him more at peace. Though, the butterflies launching within his stomach could hardly be called peaceful.

His evening was supposed to be fun and exciting. Not filled with the worry of his companion learning of his extraterrestrial origins, or of her outing him to the world. He’d kept his hair short, to hide the feathers that grew in when his locks reached a certain length. And, each morning, he covered his exposed skin with waterproof foundation to conceal the blue tinge of his skin. But, as soon as he removed his clothing later in the night, his façade would end. He wouldn’t be able to hide his differences. Unless we stay in this part of the hotel all night. The dim lighting would make his skin color less obvious.

Perfect! He stood, his muscles finally relaxing, the tension melting away. Circling the room, he blew out every third candle. Just to be sure. In the morning, his one-night lover would leave, never knowing she’d had sex with an alien.

Daran returned to his chair, leaning back, hands behind his head. Or, if he was really lucky, he’d find an Earth woman who considered extraterrestrials to be sexy.

The door to the observatory rattled and he jumped to his feet, brushing sweaty palms across his pants. Heart pounding, he glanced up at the sky. Gods, please let this evening work out.

With a burst of light, the door opened. A woman stepped through, her long, lean body hidden in shadows. Clutching his fingers behind his back, he waited for her to move closer, needing to see her better.

A strange tingling filled him. Not good. Something’s wrong. He swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. I should never have agreed to this. Trying to step back, he stumbled when the message didn’t reach his feet.

His date drew nearer, her appearance becoming more defined. A silver dress hugged her body, both protecting and giving a hint of the delicious treat inside. The candlelight reflected off her wide eyes, leaving them glowing like sapphires. With most of her hair pulled back, the remaining long blue tendrils framed her face and highlighted her matching lips. But her radiant, mesmerizing eyes sparked his recognition. He knew her. His stomach sank along with all hopes for the evening.

“Oh, fuck.”

Of all the women on Earth—hell, in the universe—for him to be set up with, Madame Eve had to pick the one lover he could never have.

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Excerpt #5 (PG-13) from His #AlienVirgin @TRS_Studio #releaseparty #NewAdult

Welcome back! I have another excerpt for you from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Alien Romance which released at the end of March as part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series.

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

Enjoy excerpt #5:

“Skylar?”

The voice came like a gift from the gods. A petite female with long blonde hair glided toward her, resembling the dolls the Terrans called Barbie. The woman’s eyes were softer than those of the man who’d escorted her in. “Please tell me you are Skylar.”

Skylar ran her hands down her arms. “Um, yes.”

The Terran pressed a hand to her chest. “Oh, thank goodness.” She glanced past Skylar. “Thank you for finding her, Preston. I’ll take her from here.”

He bowed then strolled back outside.

She smiled at Skylar. “Hi, I’m Leah Castillo. I’ve been worried sick since I learned of your accident.” She wrapped her arms around her and squeezed.

Skylar hugged her back, remembering the personal welcome Danyka had also given her, contact she preferred over the grope of a space pirate. “I didn’t think I would make it, but somehow I did.”

Leah’s grin widened, and she linked her arms with Skylar’s. “Madame Eve said you were resourceful. She didn’t have any doubts you’d make it here.” Leah guided her across the grand entryway. “She’s been in contact with your brothers and she wishes you a magical evening.”

Skylar released a heavy breath, filled with a sudden lightness. “Thank you. To you, and Madame Evangeline. After the…accident, I expected all of my plans to go up in flames.”

“Well, we’re glad you arrived in one piece. Now, let’s get you cleaned up for your date.” Leah led her down a corridor, and into a small room.

Another woman waited for them, her hair a bright pink and lips painted green. And I thought I would stand out on this planet.

Leah led her to a black pedestal chair, gesturing toward it.

“Cherise, I’d like you to meet Skylar. She had a bit of a rough time getting here, and I’d appreciate if you can help her freshen up for her evening.”

Cherise nodded slowly and reached for a strand of Skylar’s hair, letting it run through her fingers. “I like her style already. This will be fun.”

Fun? What did the female have planned for her? Skylar needed only a change of clothes.

“Then I’ll leave her in your capable hands.” Leah touched her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Skylar, but I have a wedding to attend to. Cherise will ensure you meet Daran on time.”

“Daran?” Was that her date? She cringed at the familiar name. She’d once known a man named Daran, but it had been many star cycles since she’d seen him outside of her fantasies. Could he be one and the same? No, not on Earth. The Daran she’d known rarely flew anywhere due to his fear of heights. He’d never leave the atmosphere of their home planet, let alone travel to another galaxy.

But, who is the Daran I’m meeting? And what would he think when he finds out his love for the night is an alien?

Leah gasped. “Oh, I shouldn’t have told you. He may not even be your date. I just assumed….” She shook her head. “If he’s the man you’re meeting, you’re a lucky woman. He’s very sweet and kind.”

“Um-hmm,” Cherise said, her eyes brightening. “A big teddy bear. A hunky, sexy teddy bear that I would gladly lick chocolate off of if I didn’t already have my own Prince Charming.”

Leah chuckled. “I’ve really got to go. Enjoy your evening, Skylar.” She waved and left.

Skylar closed her eyes, taking a calming breath. This Daran, whoever he was, had received the approval of two women, so he couldn’t be too bad. She only hoped he approved of her.

Cherise tapped her hand on the back of a chair. “Come, sit down. First, I’ll work on your hair and makeup.” She poured a creamy white liquid on a cotton pad and brought it to Skylar’s lips.

With each scrub, Skylar winced. The color would not come off.

“Wow, this is really resistant makeup. I’m not able to remove any of it.”

“It’s, um, permanent.”

The woman dropped the pad. “Oh, I’m sorry. Did you really have your lips tattooed?”

Tattooed? She’d missed that term in her research of Earth. “Sure.” Hopefully that explanation worked. Thank the gods she didn’t have blue skin like her stepbrothers.

“Wow, you’re brave. I’m sure that hurt.” Cherise grabbed a brush. “Okay, let’s work on the hair then. I’m just going to give it a quick trim then pin it up. After that, we’ll pick out an outfit that will have Daran drooling the second he sees you.”

Drooling? She didn’t want a guy to drool when he saw her. That’s what the pirate had done when he’d come to Rebed looking for a wife. She just wanted to fit in on Earth and maybe, if she was lucky, find true love.

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Excerpt #4 (PG-13) from His #AlienVirgin @TRS_Studio #releaseparty #NewAdult

Hello everyone! It’s time for excerpt #4 from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Alien Romance which released at the end of March as part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series.

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

Enjoy excerpt #4:

Gobbling gas stars! People rushed to and fro, wearing much less than she did. Feathers swayed in headdresses of a multitude of colors, the plumes wrapping around their arms and legs as well. Many had blue hair like hers, or tresses in a variety of other bright hues. Maybe she wouldn’t stand out like a quasar in space.

Dashing into the crowd, Skylar kept her focus straight ahead, not daring to meet the gaze of anyone she passed. If she could avoid attracting attention from the locals, they wouldn’t know where she’d just arrived from. No one could know. Madame Eve had promised not to tell anyone her secret. She wanted one night of passion with a Terran, to understand why her brothers had traveled across the galaxy in the first place. To experience love, not the forced relationship she would have been part of if she’d remained on Rebed.

And then what? Danyka had agreed to travel through space with Galan and Volan, but Skylar didn’t have a way off the planet to take anyone with her. And what if her date didn’t like her?

This was such a stupid idea. Although she’d acted out of utter fear to escape, she hadn’t thought the scheme through.

Skylar glanced up at the flashing lights. Castillo shone brightly above her. She’d reached her destination, yet, struggled to fight the urge to spin on her heels and run. The evening had already turned to rubbish. Her only option was to press the tracking beacon on Galan’s wristband and wait for him to rescue her.

No! She would not retreat. She’d come there for the date, and she would have it. Afterward, she’d figure out where to go.

But right then, she needed to waltz into the hotel and find the man who would provide her first sexual experience.

“Excuse me, miss. Can I help you?”

She glanced to her right. A Terran dressed in black and gold stared at her. His raised, wiry gray eyebrows matched the hair on his head, and wrinkles lined the skin around his beady eyes. He represented yet another obstacle.

“I…I’m here for a….” Date. She refused to tell anyone about her one-night stand. Just one more thing to make people give her a closer inspection. “I’m here to meet someone.”

He eyed her raggedy clothing. “Surely not dressed like that.”

Oh, gods, this is the end. Someone is bound to find out about my date and my origins. “I had a little accident on my way here.” Little? More like catastrophic. But she wasn’t about to tell the man she’d crashed a spaceship.

He sized her up once more. “I’ll escort you to the front desk, and you can call up to the guest you are here to meet. But if I find out you haven’t told me the truth, you will be quickly returned to the street.”

She gulped. Did her date even know she was coming? She hadn’t been told anything about him. How could she call up to him when she didn’t know his name?

The man held the door open and waved her inside. When she slipped into the hotel, he fell in step beside her as if afraid she’d cause trouble if he strayed too far. “So, who are you here to meet?”

A sweat washed over her and her fingers numbed. Chewing her bottom lip, she shook her head. “I don’t know.” Tensing, she waited for him to throw her out, to send her back out into the street to fend for herself.

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Excerpt #3 (Adult) from His #AlienVirgin @TRS_Studio #releaseparty #NewAdult

Welcome back! Here’s excerpt #3 from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Alien Romance which released at the end of March as part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series.

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

Enjoy excerpt #3:

“Stuttering Star snatchers!” Skylar pushed off the ground and stood, brushing at her tattered clothing. Her life on Earth wasn’t supposed to end before it started. If only she’d had time to prepare for a smoother landing.

Who was she kidding? The entry had been a total disaster, the vessel she’d traveled in smashed into millions of pieces, likely scattered across the desert, along with her few belongings. She had nothing left but the shredded clothes she clutched across her body. So much for luck. Thank goodness she’d had the chance to dematerialize from the ship before it crashed. Now, she needed to make her way to the Castillo Hotel and meet her date.

On her journey through space, she’d researched the company Danyka said had brought her and Skylar’s brothers together. With hope to find her own perfect match on Earth, she’d filled out the unending application for the 1Night Stand dating service, and studied endless videos and transcripts about her destination, reciting the language and practicing the gestures of the natives. As she’d passed Earth’s moon, she received Madame Evangeline’s transmitted details of her upcoming evening of pleasure. The Frenchwoman had scheduled everything to happen that night. No chance for Skylar to rest or get acclimated to her new surroundings. But her landing had ruined everything. Approaching a private airfield north of the city called Las Vegas, she’d cut the thrusters too early and sent the ship into a downward spiral.

With quick fingers, she’d programmed the coordinates of the Castillo Hotel into the transporter. At least that equipment was familiar. She’d avoided the crash, but landed in some dark alley instead of a building.

Gods help her if she showed up for her date wearing only scraps of material. Her blue hair and lips and pale face would already garner her unwanted attention. Why had she ever thought she would fit in there? But Madame Eve had promised her date would not run from her alien appearance. We’ll see.

She inched her way down the back street, toward the illuminated end. Heading farther into the shadowed area held no appeal in the unfamiliar landscape. Who knew what she’d encounter?

Glancing around the corner, she gasped. Flashing lights of every color imaginable adorned the exotic architecture. Some of the framework consisted of precise lines and angles, while others were so abstract, they had to be imported from another dimension. And yet, they all stood side by side like a proud, blended family. Like I should have.

She shook off the thought. Her stepbrothers had abandoned her so many star cycles before, arranging her place on the blasted planet Rebed, where orphaned females from across the universe were sold as trophy wives for wealthy space pirates. Meanwhile, Galan and Volan went gallivanting through space without her. And then, on her twenty-first birthday, they’d decided to visit, bringing along their new wife, a woman so sweet, Skylar wanted to know if everyone on Earth could be so kind.

But they’d scoffed at the idea of her visiting the Terran planet, thought it obscene she would use the 1Night Stand service for her first date, her first sexual encounter. And they’d refused to listen to her objections about the place they’d left her on, still believing it the best atmosphere for her to grow up in. She’d never had a chance to object, reveal the true purpose of the orphanage. Oh, she’d tried, but Za’lar, her keeper, had ushered her family away to their quarters for the evening before she’d had the chance to share everything, including her marriage contract. So, she’d done what she had to do. She’d sweet-talked Danyka into giving her Madame Eve’s contact information before the woman was escorted away, then hijacked her brothers’ ship. No way did she plan on being at the orphanage come morning. Ghorkle would be without a new bride.

And if Galan and Volan hadn’t left her there, they’d still have a vessel. She sighed, hating that she’d deceived the three of them. But I’m free. She no longer had to wait for the dreaded day she married Ghorkle, a fate worse than death. Would he search for her on Earth? No, he couldn’t touch her there. He’d never visit a planet whose inhabitants were not yet aware of life beyond their solar system. Or so she hoped.

Cringing, she remembered his tentacle sliding down her cheek, reaching under the too-short skirt she’d been forced to wear to please her betrothed. A sour taste burned her throat. She did not want him to take her virginity, never wanted to have sex with him at all. Her first time with a man would be on her terms. Tonight.

“Hey, Tess!” A high-pitched voice caught her attention. “Did you see the meteor that was heading toward the airport? Wanna go look for meteorites or aliens?”

Or maybe not.

With cautious steps, she slunk back into the darkness. The last thing she needed was someone to notice her half-nakedness, let alone her extraterrestrial appearance. Blue lips and hair were hardly common from the pictures she’d viewed of Earth’s inhabitants. Someone screaming alien would turn her horrible night into a torturous nightmare. How would she travel the remaining distance without the natives staring? And if she arrived at the hotel safely, then what would she do? Even if she did fit in as a local, no one would go out with someone dressed in strips of cloth. With nothing to trade for goods there, her date was a bust. She never should have come, should have listened to her brothers. Maybe if she’d had the chance to tell them about Ghorkle, they would have taken her with them, gotten her out of the wedding.

Her belly knotted. What am I going to do now? She refused to return to Rebed. And unless she decided to contact her brothers, she’d remain stuck on the foreign planet. All alone. Hiding from the inhabitants.

No! She brought the pity party to an abrupt halt. She’d wanted this, and had to figure out her next move.

She studied the GPS on the wristband her brother had left on the ship. The flashing red dot showed her only a block away from her destination. Glancing down at her clothes, she sighed. Wait! Madame Evangeline. If anyone could help, the Frenchwoman could. If Skylar reached the Castillo, she might be able to contact her from there.

Peeking around the corner again, she eyed the swarm of Terrans, rather than the lights.

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Excerpt #2 (PG-13) from His #AlienVirgin @TRS_Studio #releaseparty #NewAdult

Hello again! Here’s excerpt #2 from HIS ALIEN VIRGIN, a New Adult Alien Romance which released at the end of March as part of Decadent Publishing’s 1Night Stand series.

His Alien Virgin, a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance by Jessica E. Subject

Enjoy excerpt #2:

A whoosh echoed to her left. With a startled jump, she stared in the direction of the sound. The door. She placed her hand over her chest. Thank the gods.

Ducking inside, she slid onto the captain’s chair. The ship now lay at her mercy. Finally, she had a chance to get off of the planet, an opportunity to live a new life. To be happy like she used to be when her parents were still alive, instead of dreading every second until her twenty-first birthday. It was time to live on her own terms, find her own love, rather than be chosen by a wealthy old space pirate with twelve arms and just as many wives. Or, maybe take a chance like her brothers—stepbrothers—and leave her fate in the hands of the mysterious Earth woman, Madame Evangeline. If Eve could find a Terran female to handle both Galan and Volan, surely she could locate a man for Skylar. Maybe someone from Earth, too. No matter, she refused to become another consort to the beast, another womb to carry his tentacle alien babies.

Skylar brushed her hands across the console. How on earth do I start this thing? Was there a key card? A special code? No one had bothered to teach her.

Damn! She slammed her palms on the dash, tears splashing onto the console. I’m never going to get away from here. Not on my own.

“Engine started.”

She gasped, panels and lights coming to life around her. A sharp buzz filled the air. Yes! The cabin shook. The engine roared. Too loud. Someone would hear.

“Please enter your destination.”

Destination? Her fingers tingled, her throat suddenly dry. Did she really want to go to Earth? She knew nothing about the planet, only what her brothers and their wife, Danyka, had told her only hours earlier. How would she live? She had few Space Service credits to spend anywhere. How would she survive when she had no one to help her?

Didn’t matter. She had to go. She swallowed the lump in her throat.

Scrolling through the tap-down menu, she located Earth. If her brothers could find happiness there, why couldn’t she? She deserved pleasure and joy as much as they did.

With a slight lift, the ship hovered above the ground. Gripping the handles of the chair, she braced for takeoff. Vibrations shook the cabin, as if a comet passed within the atmosphere. Her stomach churned.

The ship lunged forward, inertia shoving her back in her seat. She couldn’t move. But, at least, she was leaving Rebed. I’m finally free!

His Alien Virgin

A 1Night Stand story

New Adult Sci-Fi Romance

ISBN: 978-1-61333-680-9 

She is desperately seeking freedom…

On the eve before her twenty-first birthday, Skylar steals a ship and escapes from the planet Rebed. She refuses to be another wife for the slimy space pirate that is her betrothed. After hearing of her brothers’ success, she applies to the 1Night Stand service on her way to Earth, hoping Madame Eve can find her a hero, to make her feel special, even if for only one night.

He is trying to fit in…

A longtime friend to Skylar’s brothers, he’s always relegated her to the look and don’t touch category. Though, Daran traveled to Earth years ago, he still struggles to fit in on the planet. When his boss suggests a blind date, he reluctantly agrees. What would happen if anyone found out about his alien ancestry?

And they are not at all meant to be together…

Has Madame Eve made a huge mistake, or will Daran tread into forbidden territory to be with the one woman he’s always wanted, and become the hero Skylar craves?

Available from:

Buy from Decadent Publishing Buy from All Romance eBooks Buy from Amazon.com Buy from Barnes & Noble Buy from Smashwords

Bonus Sale!

Today is the LAST DAY to get Satin Sheets in Space for only $0.99!

SSiS 99cent sale

All Romance eBooks | Amazon | Decadent Publishing

 

Giveaway!!

Be sure to click on the giveaway link (upper left-hand side on main page) for your chance to WIN  prizes from me and other great authors. Today is also the LAST DAY to enter the giveaway for the His Alien Virgin tour. Click here to find a list of the tour stops.

Author Bio:

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to sexy. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.

Website/Blog | NewsletterTwitter | Facebook
PinterestGoodreads | Amazon | Authorgraph

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 55,956 other followers