July 12, 2018

Special Guest @JSubject & #NewRelease #SFR

Staff Sergeant Hannah Coriveau dedicated the last five years to the Space Military Command. Heading back to Earth, she’s ready to begin civilian life and reunite with her parents and the boyfriend she left behind. The person she’ll miss most is Garish—her wingman, best friend, and the one who made her regret not being single.

Senior Airman Colin Garish wants his squadron leader. Bad. After spending so much time by her side—both in the Martian skies and on the red planet—being her friend isn’t enough. When Hannah learns of her boyfriend’s infidelity, Colin is there to comfort her.

Before Colin has the chance to confess his feelings, Hannah receives worse news from home. Her father is dying. Seeing her devastation, Colin remains the friend she desperately needs. But in her grief, she pushes him away. Will Hannah let him back in her life when they land on Earth? Or will Colin never get the chance to win her heart?



The shuttle lurched as it landed on the runway, jerking Hannah forward against her restraints. She and her crew had finally reached their destination. Earth’s moon. So close to home, and yet still so far away. With her mission almost over, she looked forward to outlasting the rest of the squadron during physical therapy then returning to the ones she loved. But first, she had to complete shutdown procedures. She pulled down levers and flicked off switches in unison with the rest of the squadron. A well-rehearsed dance they’d perfected when landing on Mars. This time, they flowed through the sequence with ease, as if they landed space shuttles every day.

The engine slowed in its vibrations until it stopped for the first time in two hundred and fifty days. Powered down. But tremors still quaked through Hannah’s body from the inertia. While the squadron waited for the noxious fumes to be blown away, she dreamed of sleep. Just a few hours to rest before she started reconditioning her body for Earth’s gravity. She’d tried to nap while in the crew quarters, but they’d been too close to their lunar landing for her to relax. Ramped up on energy for the past twenty-four hours, her excitement now wore thin, coming down from the rush.

And what was with Colin’s marriage proposal? He knew she had a boyfriend already. Was he delirious? Or maybe very homesick.

“Staff Sergeant Coriveau, is your squadron ready to depart the shuttle?”

Hannah glanced at four eager faces, guys she’d spent the last five years with. “As ready as we’ll ever be, Chief. We’re all very anxious to get back home.” And have a shower. Eat better meal bars. Sleep.

“In time, Staff Sergeant. We’re ready to open the shuttle doors.”

“Understood. See you soon.”

Jessica E. Subject is the author of science fiction romance, mostly alien romances, ranging from sweet to super hot. Sometimes she dabbles in paranormal and contemporary as well, bringing to life a wide variety of characters. In her stories, you can not only meet a sexy alien or two, but also clones and androids. You may be transported to a dystopian world where rebels are fighting to live and love, or to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.

When Jessica is not reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to go to fitness class, listen to BTS, and walk her Great Pyrenees/Retriever her family adopted from the local animal shelter.

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.


July 10, 2018

Teaser Tuesday with @MichellePillow!

Welcome to Lucky Valley where nothing is quite what it seems.

Lily Goode wasn't aware she had an inheritance waiting for her in the form of a huge Victorian house in Lucky Valley, Colorado. Life might finally be coming together for her. That is if you don't count the endless home repairs, dealing with eccentric Aunt Polly who claims they're both witches, and Nolan Dawson the handsome home inspector who seems to have it out for her, then, sure, life is grand. Oh, and not to mention the strange hallucinations and garden gnomes who are far more than lawn ornaments.

If mysterious accidents don't do her in, then the rebellious gnomes just might. With the help of Aunt Polly, it's up to Lily to discover who's sabotaging her new home and trying to drive the Goodes out of Lucky Valley once and for all.
In the town of Lucky Valley, Colorado, nothing is quite what it seems. As Lily Goode is quickly finding out…

Her hands trembled as she gripped the railing. Nolan briefly placed his hand over hers, as if to steady her. They crept toward the bedroom.

Thump. Thump. Rattle. Thump.

Lily and Nolan reached for the door at the same time and pushed it with the tips of their fingers. The wood creaked as it opened.

Crreeaak. Thump. Bang.

They tilted their heads to look in.

“Dam, blasted. I…”

The sound was faint, but Lily heard the muffled words as if they came from underwater.

“Where’d ya goya wee varmit…”

“Who’s there?” Lily demanded.

Lily leaned closer to Nolan and tried not to make a sound as she stared at the room. A bed was in the middle next to a small dresser with a white porcelain bowl. The dresser slid an inch to the right and the foot of the bed lifted off the floor before thumping down.

Nolan again tried to push her behind him but she resisted and moved to see who was causing all the noise. The bed bounced in a steady rhythm. She slowly leaned to the side to peek along the hidden edge of the bed. The sound stopped. A gnome stood facing the corner like a punished child. Another gnome lay on the floor.

“I think Dante is right. It’s the creepy gnomes.” Lily stared at the little statues, watching for movement. A chill worked its way up her spine.

Nolan placed a hand on her arm. She jumped a little in surprise at the contact. He inhaled through his nose, and whispered, “Ghost.” The word came out on a white puff of breath.

The bed lifted higher than before and crashed down. When Lily turned her attention back to the gnomes, they had not moved, but there was a pair of transparent legs sticking out from under the bed. The ghost’s stained pants were frayed at the bottom hem and his boots were caked in dirt—if that was even possible.

“Uh, this house is not yours,” Lily said. “Go to the light. Begone spirit.”

“What are you doing?” Nolan whispered.

“Banishing him?” Lily shrugged. How the heck was she supposed to know what to do?

“How do you know it’s a him?”

She pointed at the floor. “I assumed from the pants and boots, but I guess it could be a girl.”
“All I see is a couple of gnomes.”

The ghost’s feet kicked, and the bed lifted up only to fall with a bang.
“Stop that!” she ordered.

The ghost cackled and wheezed and did it again. This time, he shimmied until his feet disappeared under the bed. All noises stopped.

“Is he gone?”

“Maybe?” She shrugged helplessly.

“Do you see him?”

Lily turned to Nolan and grabbed his upper arm. “Nolan, if I was really in a hospital with something in my brain making me hallucinate, you’d tell me, right? I mean, you’d tell me if I was insane or none of this was real, right?”

“Uh, Lily—”

“I’d be all right with that. Because, if you expect me to bend over to look under the bed to see if there are any big-bad scaries lurking beneath there, I’m telling you now that I don’t think I’m brave enough. I’ve seen how this horror movie ends. I’m not about to get sucked into a dark vortex by Cackles the Cowboy Clown.”

“Dark vortex?” He arched a brow.

“Every little kid knows about the dark vortex. It’s why we know not to go into closets or look under the bed.”

“I don’t think that’s a real—”

“It’s real.”

“Lily, do you want me to look under the bed for you?” Nolan asked, his tone aggravatingly calm and reasonable.

She nodded. “Yes.”

Nolan suppressed a grin. He lowered onto his hands and knees, threw the draped covers out of his way, and leaned close to the floor to look under the bed.

Lily felt a chill along her arm. She held her breath. Her eyes moved before her head turned. She came face to forehead with a ghost. He stood a couple inches from her face. When she glanced down, she saw his whiskers shift with a smile. “Boo!”

She gasped, jumping away from him.

The ghost crowed a high-pitched sound, holding his stomach and slapping his thigh as if it were the funniest thing in the world. “Oo-ee-ee-ee.”

“I don’t see anything,” Nolan said, still looking under the bed.

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Michelle is always up for a new adventure or challenge, whether it's a paranormal investigation of an old Vaudeville Theatre or climbing Mayan temples in Belize. She was a refugee extra on SyFy's Z Nation (2016).

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July 8, 2018

Special Guest @LeaKirkWrites ‏#NewRelease #SFR

A heart-rending loss…
Flora Bock will never forgive the Anferthian invaders for murdering her birth-parents. Growing up with the grandson of her sworn enemies is living a nightmare—until the day she sees him through the eyes of a young woman. But giving her heart to him is the ultimate betrayal of her parents’ memory.

A life in peril…
There are precious few places in the galaxy where Fander K’nil is safe. One look into Flora’s beautiful, hate-filled eyes is proof enough that Terr is not one of those places. He must keep her at a distance and stay alive long enough to fulfill his destiny. No matter what his heart desires.

An empire at stake…
Just as Fander and Flora begin to discover the depth of their feelings for each other, they are thrust into a deadly game of politics and assassination with an enemy who stops at nothing to stay in power. With the lives of everyone they love at risk, they must find a way to avert a new invasion before it’s too late—even if it means making the ultimate sacrifice.

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USA Today Bestselling Author Lea Kirk loves to transport her readers to other worlds with her science fiction romance Prophecy series. At the age of six, she fell in love with all things sci-fi when her dad introduced her to Star Trek. When she not busy writing, she’s hanging out with her wonderful hubby of twenty-eight years, their five kids (aka, the nerd herd), and a rather spoiled Dobie mix pup.

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June 28, 2018

#NewRelease - Crystal Casters: Awakening #SFF #PNR + #Giveaway!

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When Cyndra Raine inherits her grandmother’s crystal, she inadvertently awakens a lethal elemental force she doesn’t understand. Panicked and desperate, she flees the safety of her village, determined to find answers only to run into a man named Rune with the same abilities and questions.

Zorin has spent twenty-five years soaring over his island waiting for something, anything, to change. After sensing caster power he can’t ignore, he leaves the island and finds two casters under attack on the mainland. He’s shocked to learn Cyndra and Rune are ignorant of their lineage and the war that destroyed the world.

Intrigued by Cyndra and the immense power she possesses, Zorin promises her the truth about the past in exchange for her help. Inexplicably drawn to the winged man, Cyndra agrees to his terms and together they begin a journey that tests everything she knows about her world and discovers a connection to Zorin more profound than any she’s ever imagined.


Long after sunset, the last straggler of the day walked up to the vegetable/fruit shelf and pulled two bananas off the pile. Cyndra readied a paper bag as she covertly eyed the older man, noticing the new pair of shoes hiding underneath his pristine jeans. She normally charged everyone the same, some lower if she knew they were in dire straits, but never more, regardless of what they wore or how clean they appeared. 

“Pleasant evening,” he said, speaking softly and lifting his dark eyes to meet hers.

“New to Virginialand?”

“Passing through.” He paused at the counter offering no more and setting the fruit down. “Do you take the Zonecoins?”

“As a matter of fact I do,” she replied, smiling casually, hoping to make the sale, “but one is already too much for bananas.”

The man jerked his chin to her left. “How many for the bogwood box?”

“What’s bogwood?” Cyndra glanced over, furrowing her brow.

“Wood that’s cured in peat bogs, very rare these days and the carvings are…Six Zonecoins.”

“I’m sorry, it’s not for sale,” she said, motioning to the canned food section and trying to hide her disappointment. Zonecoins were like cowmeat to Southzoners. “I have a jewelry chest on the home goods cart.”

“Eight,” he said sharper, narrowing his eyes and moving closer to the box.

“Not for sale,” she reiterated and stretched to her full height, a couple inches taller than the old man. 
His lip curled and his eyes flashed with anger. “You don’t even know what this is, what you have in your possession, do you?”

“The box?” Cyndra dropped her hand to her side, ready to grab her weapon, when the zone’s curfew warning alarm blared through the air. 

“Your ignorance will destroy you,” he snapped, glancing back to the door. He had half an hour to get to wherever he needed to go. Everyone knew the penalty for traveling after curfew.

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June 16, 2018

New Release from USA Today Bestseller @JodyAKessler! #Pychics #Romance

Check out the New Release and Excerpt from Author Jody A. Kessler!!

Diving Elise

Elise Martinez wished her date with destiny didn’t include being run off the road by the most caring, handsome, and intelligent man she’d ever met.

Moving to Granite Lake to manage a bookstore and coffee shop meant Elise could finally leave her haunted past behind, but being a psychic mom to a deaf child has its benefits and downfalls—and her guarded heart isn’t ready for a new romance.

Rob Everett never imagined giving up corporate law to open a brewery with his brothers in Granite Lake would begin with a car accident and the arrival of a surprise baby.

As if being a single dad and starting a new business weren’t challenging enough, Rob can’t get the beautiful, mysterious, and feisty bookstore manager out of his mind.

For Elise and Rob, falling in love is a complicated, sexy, and emotional enterprise.

Mix in a baby, a haunted brewery, craft beer, and a dangerous ex-husband into this recipe of love and their future isn’t as easily divined as the fates would have foretold.

**A steamy, fun, stand-alone novel with a happy ever after.

“If we do this, I need you to make me a promise,” she said and leaned back so she could look him in the eyes.

“What is it?” he asked, the hint of challenge gleamed in his pale irises.

“You can’t ask me out tomorrow or act like you own me or anything else possessive. We can have tonight and no promises afterward.”

“You want a one night stand with me, Elise Martinez? Should I feel used or honored before we even do the deed?”

“You’re using me, too. It’s mutually beneficial.”

“I guess this is happening, then,” he said with that irresistible half-smile, half-smirk that made her insides quiver and her toes curl.

“Yes, it is,” she said and slid her nails over his taut stomach toward his beltline.

Rob stroked his fingers over her chest and up her neck until he cradled her jaw. He tilted her face up, firm, yet delicate in the way he handled her. He forced her to look at him again before she could lower his pants and find out what the rest of him looked like.

“Are you sure about this, Elise?” he asked.

She stilled, breathing in the moment, staring back into the most incredible eyes she’d ever seen and nodded against his cupped hand. Elise turned her face into his hand, then tasted his finger with a stroke of her tongue. A hint of cinnamon lingered on his skin. He gripped her tighter for the second it took to bring his mouth back to hers.

His tongue delved in. His mouth captured hers. Possessive. It scared and thrilled her.

“Jesus, I like kissing you,” he whisper-hissed when he came up for air. He moved to the pulse point below her jaw. “We should move this to the bedroom.”

About the author:
Jody A. Kessler is a USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. Her debut novel, Death Lies Between Us, is the winner of the Readers’ Crown Award for Best Paranormal Romance. She also writes contemporary romance, historical time travel fiction, and new adult coming of age.
When she isn’t navigating the terrain of her imagination and writing it down, she can be found exploring the wilderness of Colorado with her family, teaching Hatha yoga, or in the kitchen baking cookies & brownies – and trying not to eat them all.

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