Thank you so much for inviting me to visit your blog, Kayden! It’s a pleasure to be here.
Why do you like to write erotica over sweet romance?
I actually enjoy writing sweet romance, erotica, and stories in between. My very first story was more sweet romance than erotic. And I’ve started to go back that direction with my upcoming stories. Though, most of my stories are more erotic romance, I do write erotica as Paisley Brown.
Do you have a favorite line or quote from your latest release?
This is from His Alien Virgin, my seventh 1Night Stand story with Decadent Publishing. Daran just found out who Madame Eve had set him up with..
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.
Did Madame Eve make a mistake? You’ll have to read the story to find out.
What are you working on right now?
I’m working on several projects right now. I have a super short that I’m just about finished. It’s an F/F paranormal spanking story for Spank or Treat, which takes place October 24 to 26. I’m also writing the third book in my Alien Next Door series, Alien Attraction. It is Angela’s story, who you meet in Alien Admirer. I also have a New Adult Sci-Fi Romance on the go called Always Her Wingman. It’s the story of a group of people in their twenties who are just returning from a five year mission to Mars. Though, it does focus on two members of the group more than the others. And those don’t include the ideas I have written down, or the stories I already have plotted out.
Tattoo or no tattoo? I have no preference here. Both work for me.
Wine or cocktail? Cocktail, though I cannot remember the last time I had one.
Movies or Books? Depends on my mood. If it’s a book turned into a movie, I’d rather read the book first. Though, sometimes that leads to disappointment with the movie. Or me whispering “That’s not right” to the person beside me.
Why did the chicken cross the road? Because it was following a bug it wanted to eat.
His Alien Virgin
A 1Night Stand story
By Jessica E. Subject
New Adult Erotic Sci-Fi Romance
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?
Skylar shoved a shirt and a pair of pants—the only non-revealing clothes she owned—into her bag. She didn’t bother to zip it up, worried the sound of metal teeth grinding against each other would arouse her roommates. The last thing she needed to happen. They would only cause more delays. And she refused to live in the complex a moment longer. Or on the planet.
With a quiet breath, she tiptoed across the cold steel floor, weaving around the rays of light reflecting off the two moons into the dormitory.
A soft sigh echoed through the room and Skylar froze, biting her bottom lip to keep her panic from boiling over. She gazed around and noticed one of her roommates smiling, her eyes closed.
“Oh, Hay’den, you’ve come to rescue me.”
How they all wished for their heroes to come. Only, none ever did.
The girl rolled onto her side. If she opened her eyes, she’d find Skylar standing in front of her.
Please, don’t wake up. As much as she’d love to take them all with her, she didn’t have time to tell anyone of her plan. Plus, more bodies meant more noise and a greater risk of alerting her keeper of their purpose.
She glanced at the door. Her path to freedom lay only a few feet away.
After thirty seconds of no movement or sound from the other bunks, she continued her trek, daring to take the chance of being caught. Finally reaching the exit, she twisted the handle, but her sweaty palms did nothing to ease her escape. She wiped her hands on her barely there nightdress and twisted again, releasing a heavy breath at the satisfying click.
Peeking up and down the hallway, she saw no one to stop her, no one who would crush her dreams of getting off Rebed. Without a space pirate, that was. A shudder ran through her, and she swallowed down her unease. Once she got away, she no longer had to worry about the monster coming to claim her in the morning.
Time to go. Run! She dashed around a corner and down the empty corridor, toward the dark-as-space shipyard. Her heart pounded like a fist against her ribs. She’d never stolen anything in her life, but she had to leave, refused to remain in the hellhole a second longer.
She peeked outside, searching for a lookout, anyone who could stop her from reaching her destination. All clear. Though she wouldn’t breathe a sigh of relief until she’d left the atmosphere, landed on a new planet. For only then would she be free. If her brothers ever found out she’d escaped and broken her contract, they’d hunt her down, tie her up, and drag her back to Rebed—soil she never wanted to set foot on again. Yet, if she made it to the other side of the galaxy, she could blend in and never look back
Spying her target, a star cruiser belonging to her brothers, she raced across the tarmac. After deserting her on the planet star cycles ago, Galan and Volan had finally come to visit, bringing their new wife, Danyka, to meet her. Skylar’s mother had married a blue-skinned humanoid with two sons. But when their parents died in a shuttle crash, she’d been left in the care of her teenage stepbrothers. She understood they weren’t mature enough to care for a child, but she’d been old enough to take care of herself. It hadn’t been necessary to drop her off on Rebed
She slapped her palm on the scanner, shaking in anticipation. Please, let my print still be on file. So much time had passed since she’d flown in the vessel. Had her brothers changed the codes or erased her data once they’d abandoned her? Tapping her foot, she waited for a green light, for the door to open. Something.
She glanced behind her. Come on. Hurry!
Seconds, maybe minutes passed without a response. Sweat washed over her. She fought to catch her breath and tears stung the backs of her eyes. Please! Once the sun rose, she’d be twenty-one star cycles, legal to be presented to the disgusting creep who’d bought her contract, the exact person she wanted to escape.
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.
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. 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.