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beings from Earth and beyond. As long as applicants are willing to let go of
their pasts and open their hearts and minds, she will find their perfect match,
whether they be a former sci-fi television star, a nurse, an employee of the
Space Service, a former Marine, or even an extraterrestrial. Because everyone
in the universe deserves a happily ever after…
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July 31, 2014 to August 4, 2014
169 pages
Contains:
Beneath the Starry Sky
Celestial Seduction
Unknown Futures
Satin Sheets in Space
Sudden Breakaway
Genres:
Science Fiction Romance
Contemporary Romance
Lesbian Romance
Menage Romance
Military Romance
Interracial Romance
Erotic Romance
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Jessica E. Subject
is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet
to erotica. 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. If
you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her 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.
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Excerpt
from Unknown Futures
F/F Science Fiction Erotic Romance
“Let’s hit the
dance floor.” The drinks could wait. She wouldn’t let her guest out of her
sight again.
The music
thrummed, filling her to the core, preventing her from standing still. She found
a spot with just enough room for the two of them. No one else mattered. With
each hit of the bass, she moved her feet, her hips, her hands. She let the beat
control her body and her heart.
Although others
might be watching, her attention remained on Jewel. Each movement, a planned
seduction. She couldn’t let her go without trying. When the next song began, Jewel
finally relaxed. She moved to the music.
And V moved
closer. She slid her hand from Jewel’s waist, down, then back up, swaying in
front of her. Only an inch between them. She couldn’t get enough. Her Earth scent
became intoxicating.
Beat after beat,
song after song, she kept her hands on the sexy woman. She claimed her, telling
everyone else to stay away. She wanted to savor her precious body. Maybe she
could make her forget about her date.
She pulled Jewel
even closer, her sensitive nipples pressed against the woman she desired.
Holding her with both hands, grinding against her to the music. Her heart raced
with hunger. I want to take her on the floor. Right here. Right now.
But the song
changed. The beat slowed, indicating last call. The club would close soon.
Most of the
patrons had left. Only those hoping to hook up remained. She stepped back.
Jewel would have to make the first move. V could never force herself on anyone.
When Jewel took
her hands and placed them back on her body, she couldn’t help but smile.
Perhaps the evening would end the way she wanted.
Jewel pressed
against her, her head resting on her shoulder, swaying to the decelerated beat.
“I don’t want this night to end.”
Their dancing
became deliberate, a sensuous and intimate rhythm. “It doesn’t have to.”
Jewel stopped
and looked up at her. “You…you’re interested?”
“Why wouldn’t I
be? You’re the most beautiful creature in the space station.”
Somehow, she had
to make her see. She brushed her thumb across her lips, wanting to touch more,
her entire luscious body. Taking a deep breath, V steadied herself. If this were
to go any further, Jewel needed to show her own intentions. As warm moisture pooled
between her thighs, V schooled herself to patience.
“Are you sure you’re not my date?”
Shit! That damn date, the only wedge between them. “No, but I wish I was.”
“I wish you
were, too.” Jewel stood on the tips of her toes and claimed her mouth.
V pulled her
closer until the bit of space between them had been filled. Excited by the warm,
curvaceous body pressed against her taut nipples, she fed from the sweetness of
Jewel’s mouth, drawing out each delicious sweep. But she wanted more. She
wanted all of her.
Excerpt
from Sudden Breakaway
M/F Interracial Military Science Fiction Erotic Romance
Jared
shucked his towel and stroked his rigid cock. That woman made him hard every
time she came to the door, trying to persuade him to sign up for the Space
Service. Her claims had seemed far-fetched when she’d first approached him, yet
his commander had confirmed her credentials, having been approached to join by
another many years ago. While Jared would never add his thumbprint to the
contract he’d read, he wouldn’t mind if she stopped by to try and convince him
again.
Ms.
Brown, with her black blazer revealing a hint of cleavage and a skirt that
showed the perfect curvature of her ass. When he’d answered the door fresh out
of the shower and seen her on his porch, he’d gripped the door handle to hold
himself back from yanking her inside and tearing off her fine-pressed suit.
He
squeezed his balls; no time to jack-off. Dylan and Madison would arrive in an
hour, and he had to take one last run through his house to get rid of any
lingering dust bunnies before Children’s Services appeared. No obvious dirt in
the living room, he headed toward the kitchen, but his mind kept flying back to
Ms. Brown.
She
had the whole librarian thing going on, with her dark hair tied up in a bun and
glasses resting on the end of her nose. Though, none of the women who worked at
the local branch made his cock throb. Perhaps there was some truth to the
naughty librarian tale. He wished.
Most
women’s version of naughty did not come close to his. While the whole BDSM club
scene didn’t appeal to him, he enjoyed a little bondage during foreplay. He’d
spent months at a time deployed in the Middle East. While home, he appreciated
the opportunity to date the pretty women who found a guy in uniform sexy. But
once he fetched the cuffs, they bolted. They hadn’t even wanted to use them on
him.
Ms. Brown was no girl, though. No more than a couple
years his senior, she exuded experience with her seductive glances, her posture that plunged her cleavage into
his line of sight, and that damn wiggle of her ass as she sashayed back to her
car. She could teach him a thing or two. He yearned for the
chance to find out.
No,
his next lay could no longer be at the forefront of his mind. In less than an
hour, he would become the father-figure to two impressionable young children.
His sexual urges would have to take leave for the foreseeable future.
He’d
been in his last month of deployment to Afghanistan when the call came in. And
it took another day for his commander to reach him with the news. His
brother-in-law had been killed in a car accident, leaving his niece and nephew
orphans. And as much as he loved the Marine Corps—Semper Fi—he couldn’t let the
kids be raised by strangers. They had no other family left.
So,
after he returned to the States, he contacted his lawyer and spent a couple of
weeks obtaining guardianship of the children. He’d received his discharge
papers, found a civilian position working as a desk jockey for the CIA through
his contacts with the Marines, and bought a house suitable to raise two growing
youngsters. After months of preparation, they were coming to live with him.
He
glanced at his watch. Ten minutes until they arrived.
Shit! He’d
wasted precious time thinking about Ms. Brown and his new life.
Grabbing
a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, he yanked them on. Screw the boxers; his niece
and nephew wouldn’t notice. He peeked into their rooms to ensure they looked
somewhat presentable. Would Children’s Services take them back to California if
his new living space didn’t meet their standards?
He
groaned. They weren’t even at his house yet, and he’d been distracted. No more.
Nothing would come before them. The children would be his priority. Everything
he did would be for them, for the rest of his life.
