Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Million Dollar Dreams

Recently I attended the New Jersey "Put Your Heart in a Book Conference." It was awesome. Great information was shared, I had a good time with both old and new friends, and I left with much to think about.  Like, what would I do with a million bucks? LOL.
Susan Mallory gave an incredible keynote speech which was inspiring on many levels. One of the points had to do with setting goals, and hey, if one wanted to set a goal of making a million dollars, why not?
Yes, why not, indeed!
Of course, this wasn’t her main point; she just used it for levity. A girl can daydream, though. I got to thinking, what would I do with that much money? For the sake of fun, I’m not talking about paying bills, or socking it away to pay for the kids’ college tuition (which is probably what I’d really do). Here are five things do, if I could do anything:

Vacation, all I ever wanted. Vacation, had to get away.
Sorry for the earworm some of you are suffering at the moment, but I couldn’t resist :-)  Now, I have a Walt Disney World family vacation planned for next year—this is obviously not what I have in mind. Anyone who’s been to Disney knows it’s not really a vacation, it’s a mission! No, I’m talking about taking a whole month to tour Italy at a nice relaxing pace, as example. I have a whole Pinterest board dedicated to places I’d like to visit, so finding a destination would be no problem.

Write On
I found this in an online WiseBread article by Will Chen:
There's an old joke people tell around here. One farmer asks another, ‘What would you do, if you won a million dollars?’ The other farmer thinks for a moment, then says, ‘I guess keep farming until the money runs out.’
If all writers only wrote for money, there’d be a lot less to read out there.  LOL  But this writer still needs to pay the bills, so I do work full time. Having a cool mil to take the pressure off may change a thing or two about that.

Gary Allan—Find him, go there.
This is probably the one I’d do even if I did decide to pay off bills and put the rest away—a girl’s got to have some fun, you know. Find out where Gary Allan is playing next, buy a ticket, and book the trip. Period. You may have guessed, I’m a HUGE fan (have a whole Pinterest board dedicated to him, too). And if he popped into mind a time our two writing my character, Mark Travis from Her Everything, so be it.

Little Red Corvette?
Another potential earworm, sorry. Hopefully it at least canceled the other one out.
The “Corvette” was my husband’s response—which I have no idea where that came from because he’s never mentioned a desire for sports car before, let alone a Corvette. My car would be a luxury car, for sure, with all the bells and whistles; soft leather upholstery, touchpads, remote start, heated seats, dual DVDs in the back for the kids, plus all the coolest new safety features.  Oh, and it’d be a car that when I have the radio volume set above 15, no one outside my car can listen in as well.

Dream house(s)
I’m not talking about a Barbie Dream House either. First thing, I’d want an office to write in with a nice view. Not that this is a requirement for writing, just for my sanity—I’d refer to it as the Mom Cave. LOL. I’d have a pool and maybe a cool tree house for the kids. For my husband, a workshop that’d make Bob Vila jealous. Then, if there is anything left over, I’d look into a summer house as well.

I’d love to know what you would do with a million dollars. Leave a comment with an item from your wish list and I’ll pick someone to win a copy of my latest 1Night Stand, Her Everything.

In the meantime, Long Overdue is on sale right now for $0.99 through Decadent Publishing and on Amazon!  Here’s a peek:

Jill Malone has been looking for love for all the wrong reasons. A reality check has her signing up for a no-strings attached night to simply forget about forever after. The last thing she expected was to know her blind date. 
Blake Anders doesn’t need help finding a date, but he’s tempted by 1Night Stand’s reputation of arranging exactly what a person needs. And he needs more. Though doubtful, he agrees to one night and hopes to discover his perfect match. He didn’t count on Madame Eve reaching deep into his past to give him a night with the woman he never forgot. 
Fearing another broken heart, Jill works to keep herself from becoming attached, but Blake goes all in to convince her that he wants their long-overdue love to be more than a one-night stand…

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Author Bio:
Tara Andrews divides her time between a full-time job as an office manager, an even more full-time job as a wife and mother, and her dream job as a romance author.  An avid reader and writer, Tara continuously seeks to hone her craft in order to provide readers with stories that are provocative yet romantic.
Tara lives in upstate New York with her wonderful husband and two fabulous children.
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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

That Song Stuck In Your Head...

Have you ever had a song stuck in your head? An earworm? I get them all the time. I hear a song that’s usually mildly interesting to me at the time, but then I can’t unload it. It’s like the song wants me to like it. I tend to not like them after I can’t get rid of them. I’m odd that way. If I find one I like and play it to death, that’s something different. That’s what I’m talking about.
That song you love and can’t get out of your head.
"One More Night" by Phil Collins was one of those songs. I like the song. It’s pretty and the sentiment is beautiful. If he gets one more night, they might be able to fix things. Healing can take place. Now, a lot of people thought that One More Night, my story, wasn’t based on that song, but the one of the same title by Maroon5. I’m not going to lie. Once I heard the Maroon5 song, I could see a little of that in the story, too, but that wasn’t the main motivation.
I saw these two characters, Jenna and Drake. They were hurting. Really hurting. They needed closure. I thought, when I started the book, that they’d be simple characters. She left him and had come back. He still wanted her back, even though she wasn’t sure. I didn’t know how they’d split up or why they wanted to get back together, I just knew they did and that the song by Phil Collins was running through my head.
I let the muse run wild. Jenna and Drake got their story and I’ve finally got the song out of my head. I’m allowing the song and story to run into your head. Get lost in One More Night in any of the incarnations. You might find a story and a couple of songs just what you need on this blustery fall day.
Here’s a little bit about One More Night:

One More Night – a 1Night Stand story by Wendi Zwaduk
Contemporary, Short Story, M/F, Anal Sex
From Decadent Publishing

Fear can blind. Will love show the way in the dark? All it takes is one more night...
Three years ago, Jenna ran away from what should have been the best night of her life. Letting her fear and shame get in the way of true happiness has haunted her ever since. It’s time to move on and put the past behind her. A date through the 1Night Stand service is the perfect opportunity to start living life again.
 When the love of his life slipped through his fingers, Drake hated to let her go. A near-death accident prevented him from going after her. But after three years of recovery and waiting, he’s ready to take back what’s his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep her from running again.
Can Madame Eve work a miracle or will love lose out to pride and fear?

Available here:

Here’s a little bit about me:

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!

Monday, October 27, 2014

Hello, Beautiful People!

I came into the family of Decadent Publishing authors through their 1Night Stand line, back in 2012. Unbelievable as it sounds, it’s been 2 years of me being with them and about 8 books published...but none of them stays close to my heart as my second story with them, again a 1NS offering.
For, you see, this story reveals a facet of me I was a bit wary of showing the world, because so much ‘bad’ and ‘wrong’ is associated with this identity... Psst – reveal time... I’m a Muslim.
And yes, I wear a scarf... and yes, too – I do write romance.
That’s when the idea struck that there hasn’t been many romances with Muslim characters or even on the backdrop of the Muslim faith. In my own way, I wanted to demystify this aspect of so many people’s lives; Muslims who don’t get to show what the real life is like for them day to day. I didn’t set out with huge aspirations to change the world or whatever, but hey, they say ‘write what you know’, and I know this world, so this is how the plot for Once Upon A Second Chance came to be.
Another thing about me – I’m a huge soap opera fan. The craziest/most skewed/more ludicrous plot twists and revelations, the better. No wonder, then, that this facet of me also made it into the story when I started plotting.
That’s how I ‘met’ Leila Hassan Al-Nadir. She’s a Muslim woman with a rather strange/hefty backstory – at seventeen, she was sold as a virgin bride to a much older man in the United Arab Emirates, her life a complete hell for the next decade when she failed to produce an heir for her husband.
And then something happens – her husband divorces her...but another man is waiting in the sidelines to marry her. His name is Khalid Al-Nadir, and for a perfect night, he appears to Leila as the true knight in shining armour galloping in on his white horse.
Then reality strikes the next morning...when she awakens in a foreign country, in a stranger’s house, Khalid nowhere to be found. He’s dumped her in this place and left.
Soapie-esque, right? You bet! But we’re not done yet, because Madame Eve from 1Nigh Stand is about to meddle in there, and set this estranged couple up for a blind date on the island of Mauritius.
Khalid has a lot of explaining to do. Try as she wants to despise him, Leila cannot help but see him as the man who saved her from hell, the light that came in the darkness. Can she ever forgive him...especially when she learns of the true reasons behind Khalid’s involvement in her life?
The song that inspired me for this story was Laserlight by David Guetta and Jessie J. Focus on the lyrics to this one – I had what Leila felt for Khalid, the reason that kept her from hating him for what he’d done to her.

Take a listen!

When someone has touched your world in this way, how do you let go? Will Leila turn over a new leaf after this night...or will Khalid come through to grant them the hope of a second chance?

Leila Hassan Al-Nadir spent ten years in a forced, abusive marriage in the United Arab Emirates, before her husband divorced her...and another man stepped into his place to make her his wife. But before she can look at a future with this new man, he abandons her, dropping her off on the island of Mauritius in the care of his stepmother.
Khalid Al-Nadir wants nothing more than to be with Leila, his wife. But he hides a deep, dark secret—his intentions when he made her his weren’t noble. Despite falling in love with her in the end, he knows she will be better off without him.
Leila craves answers; Khalid desires salvation. Fate, in the form of Khalid’s stepmother, intervenes and sets this estranged couple up for a one night stand date with Madame Eve’s agency.
Can Leila and Khalid have a second chance, once they both face the truth that brought them together?

A snort escaped her. Her home. More like her prison, the place she went after her father had sold her off to be a fifty-five-year-old man’s broodmare. Thank goodness she’d been barren and the old bastard never got what he sought from her—a male heir. She’d suffered beatings every month when she failed to get pregnant, his almost-nightly visits to her bed just one step short of rape…. Ten years and her “husband” hadn’t accepted the fact she would never give him a child, male or female. He’d made sure to buy her from her father as a virgin, assured of her being untainted by any other before him, unlike his two other wives who’d been married previously. The women who should have given him his heir, since they’d born offspring for their previous husbands.
Chérie? What’s the matter?”
Leila tore her thoughts from the dark memories and stared at the woman who had welcomed her into her home three months earlier. Before meeting Carole, she had never believed compassion existed, or peace thrived on a small island called Mauritius in the southern Indian Ocean. She’d known a life of fear and paranoia in her Arab father’s house in London, and then the United Arab Emirates household of Bashir Al-Arif, the man who had bought her virginity.
A sliver of remembrance sliced through her. She did recall something else. Tenderness, caring, gentleness—all of which she’d found one magical night with the man who saved her from her painful existence, when her first husband divorced her out of the blue.
The man who made her his wife…then drugged her before morning came and transported her all the way from Abu Dhabi to Mauritius, where he dropped her, still unconscious, into Carole’s care, before he vanished.
Don’t think of him. If she did, the tears would threaten to fall, the anguish would come back, as well as the desperation of knowing he’d saved her only to leave her even more alone than before.
Ma chérie?” Carole raised a dainty porcelain cup in her direction.
Tea. The solution to all woes. The British thought so, and on their former colony of Mauritius, even French-origin natives needed their three o’clock fix.
Leila sighed and dumped her tote on a sofa before she stepped out onto the wide terrace facing the clear blue waters of the Grand Baie lagoon. In what was dubbed the Côte d’Azur of the island, on the northwest coastal tip, she didn’t stand out with her fair skin and flaxen hair. She passed for a tourist or even a member of the white descendants of French rulers who’d stayed despite the British seizing power over two centuries earlier. She shouldn’t feel like the odd one out here, like the pale foreigner she’d been in the UAE, but she did.
Leila was on temporary reprieve before the questions came. Carole poured her a cuppa.
No sooner was the drink in front of her than the inquisition began.

From Mauritius with love,


Friday, October 24, 2014

It’s All About Eve(s)

Since I’m visiting the official Decadent blog, it seemed the perfect moment to share a fun fact about the genesis of my 1Night Stand. As you probably already know, all stories in this line refer to“Madame Eve,” the matchmaker in whose manicured hands the entire multi-author world is held.
I got my start in fan-fiction, where writing was game-ified, and participants had to put stories together like giant puzzles. Though I now prefer to create my own worlds and characters, I sometimes miss the challenge of matching Draco Malfoywith Hermione Granger, while forced to add two cats, a grandmother, and an enchanted painting.
Back when I first read the 1NS submission call, I decided it’d be a grand idea to honor the illustrious Madame by writing three interlinked stories that all take place on the “Eve” of a holiday, just to see if I could pull it off.Fast-forward a few months, and I’ve got my first “Eve” out for public viewing.
Releasing in time for Halloween, Flirting with Fire is set on All Hallows’ Eve. It features a witch who spends most of her time as a cat, one who needs help from a dating service to get the attention of her clueless warlock boss.The next installment in my A Witch’s Night Out series is Frosty Relations, which takes place on Christmas Eve. It’ll be followed byFireworks at Midnight, a New Year’s Everomance.
On that note, I’ll thank the lovely Blog Maven having me over today. To celebrate my book birthday, I’m giving away a $15 gift card. To enter, leave a comment here, and drop your details in the Rafflecopter widget (at the bottom of this post, assuming the code works, or at my website:

Flirting with Fire (A Witch’s Night Out, 1)
Apprentice witch Catalina Gato is prohibited from assuming her human form in front of her new employer without his express permission. Since he doesn’t know he’s a warlock, he can’t give it, leaving her in a familiar’s limbo. To make matters worse, she’s barred from leaving his house, and her attempts to enlighten him of his true nature results in burnt notes, charred walls, and exploding laptops.
On All Hallows’ Eve, she gets one night of freedom. Deciding some no-strings-attached sex might take the edge off the intense attraction she feels for her clueless boss, she signs up for Madame Eve’s service. When she meets her masked mystery date at the Castillo Capital, she realizes she might have gotten much more than she bargained for.
After being gifted a one-night stand from his annoying best friend, attorney Leo Difuoco reluctantly ventures to the Castillo Capital to celebrate Halloween. When he meets his oddly familiar green-eyed date in a Cat Woman costume, flames literally ignite, sparks magically fly, and life as he knows it changes forever.

Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy, Interracial/Multicultural

Her lips pursed, [Cat Woman] stared down at him for a long moment. Then she muttered, “What the hell,” and dropped her very attractive behind onto the opposite seat. “So, this is your idea of an easy place to pick up chicks in costume?”
Not only was the question out of place, it bore an uncanny similarity to something he might have said to his cat. “Well…one in particular, I guess. What’s your name, by the way?”
She had to be joking. Or she obfuscated on purpose. He decided on the latter. After all, keeping one’s identity hidden made for a great exit strategy. “Mine’s Leo.”
She lifted the leather menu and opened it, blocking his view of her face. “I know.”
Madame Eve must employ a double standard, revealing the identity of men and not women. Another possible theory was Jack had forged the card and kept the woman’s details a secret on purpose. Both explanations seemed plausible. “What else do you know about me?”
She flipped a page. “Everything.”
Talk about unfair. Cat Woman must have received an actual profile, complete with a photo and an option to decline the date. “It might not be all true.”
She tilted the menu forward an inch, revealing the top half of her masked face. “What?”
“The profile you read. Jack has a weird sense of humor. You shouldn’t trust any of it.”
Her eyelids lowered into a slight squint, something the non-human Cat he knew had a habit of doing whenever he forgot to grab his keys. “I don’t follow.”
“It’s obvious you received some basic information about me.” When she shook her head, he waved off the denial. “It’s not a big deal, but I thought I should tell you someone else filled everything out. Since I hadn’t been offered a file on you at all, we should pretend this is a normal date and start over.”
With a shrug and a swift nod, she put the menu down, pulled her gloves off, and reached an arm across the table. The smile she sent him made his stomach do an unsettling flip. “My name is Catalina Gato. I’m a maid, accountant, and shape-shifting witch with a clueless boss and very meddlesome sister.”
What a sense of humor. Considering her costume, cat burglar would have been funnier, but she deserved bonus points for saying it all with a straight face. He took her hand and fought the odd urge to grab her, kiss her silly, and tear her clothes off.
The candle’s flame changed from blue to white. Then the fire shot up in a straight line, six inches high. Another round of nervous clapping followed.
Their palms still touching, he frowned. “Someone here must love Halloween. These special effects are over the top, not to mention dangerous.”
She shook her head and broke contact. Hints of disbelief and resignation laced her bell-like laugh. “Do you think Gomez has recovered enough to send a waiter our way?”

About Tara Quan
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink. Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha males into exotic contemporary locales, paranormal worlds, and post-apocalyptic futures. Armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, her characters are guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever after. Learn more at

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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Happy Halloween!

It's that time of year again, the time when ghosts, goblins, ghouls, and other nefarious creatures stalk the night. When we can gobble down all the candy we want, overdose on scary movies and dress up like our favorite villain or hero. What other time of year can we let loose the child within us? Christmas brings with it the holiday stress of family get togethers, packed shopping centers, and trying to balance everything while keeping everyone happy. By New Year's Day most of us breathe a sigh of relief it's all over FINALLY.  
Halloween is the holiday we can simply enjoy and play. This Halloween I invite you to stock up on candy, and if you're not lucky enough to be able to hand it out to the kids, at least watch a few scary movies (I highly recommend my favorite Night of the Living Dead.) Take this pre-holidays holiday to simply enjoy childhood once more :)

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Kat goes on the prowl looking for a one night stand to rile up her new friends. A little shock and awe to keep her sane in a life no longer hers. When she’s matched with Jared through 1Night Stand, he seems perfect for her plans. Conservative, sweet, and sexy as sin, she’s ready for one hell of a ride.
But Jared is more than she bargained for—much more. And when her plans for amusement turn dangerous will the two find a way to stay alive? 
“Come on.” She winked. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
“I thought these things were urban legend. I never imagined I’d see one in real life.”
His date’s gaze glimmered with mischief. “There are lots of big hairy surprises out there for those brave enough to search for them.”
“Like you, for one.” He cleared his throat. “Except for the hairy part. I hope, anyway.”
A slight blush colored her cheeks, and he brushed his knuckles over the soft skin there. Shadows marred the smoothness beneath her eyes. Had she been sick? Or maybe her party girl lifestyle drew out too much. She stepped back.
“Cowboy up, sugar.” She grasped his hand and pulled him forward, again surprising him with her power. Under the softness of her curves lay a fair amount of muscle. He swallowed. She could ride him without tiring, take his maddened pounding for hours. It’d take all night to spend the pent up energy boiling in his veins. He’d passed the point of return; jerking off wouldn’t satiate his needs. Without sex, and soon, he’d run howling through the streets, a crazed animal.
After taking an elevator to the basement level of the parking garage, she led him to a red door and rapped on its freshly painted surface. Dark corners closed in on them. The hairs on his arms and neck rose. He sensed being watched. More cameras. Were as many inside? And maybe a live Internet feed his family could run across in some improbable way?
Don’t create imaginary monsters. He squared his shoulders.
A partition slid open. Dark eyes narrowed, focusing on Kat who lifted a pale brow. The panel slammed closed, and Jared let a small sigh slip. Could he be off the hook? This night had turned out to be more than he’d bargained for, leaving him ready to tuck tail and run. Find somewhere else to indulge his feral wants with his date. The door swung open, and the odor of incense assaulted him. His escape option evaporated.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

What About Him?

Most of the time when we think about romance, we (women) focus on ourselves. What do we think of as romantic? How can our lover please us? How can we get our lover to…? Well, anything that would make our tender hearts pound in excitement.
What about him? Doesn’t the man you love deserve equal treatment? Of course, this same thought can apply to the other person in your relationship, whether it is a woman-woman one or a man-man one. Generally speaking, there is one person in the relationship who tends to be the leader in the romance department.
I’m focusing here on suggestions about what a woman can do for her man, or the non-romance-leader to do for person they love.
Dress with your lover in mind. Wear one of his favorite outfits or wear your hair in a way her prefers. Buy some sexy underwear or some that has a suggestive message on it. Purchase some body paint and write a love message on your personal billboard just for him. Or wear one of his shirts and nothing else; make sure he knows that’s all you’re wearing.
Are you into touching? So are men. They’re not only visually oriented but very tactile loving. Play footsie under the table in a public place, keeping it appropriate so as not to embarrass either of you. Walk by him and touch his shoulder, maybe give it a little squeeze, and walk away. Give him a big hug for no apparent reason. Give him a hit-and-run surprise kiss on the cheek. Walk by him where he is sitting and lightly run your fingers through his hair.
Do you like being pampered? So do men. They like to know they’re appreciated, too. After he’s had a tough day, give him a massage or run him a hot bath…join him in it. Watch his favorite TV show (or game) with him, put his feet in your lap, and rub them. Buy some massage oil and have him stretch out on the sofa for a soothing rubdown. Set a romantic scene with blankets and pillows in front of the fireplace (or someplace special), serve him your favorite wine or his favorite drink, and….
Keep him aware of you. Put a nice or naughty note in his briefcase, or to open on his laptop. Call him at work and tell him you’re looking forward to having a special time with him that night. Tuck a suggestive picture of you in his shirt pocket. Show up at his office with his favorite snack or with tickets to an event he likes: a concert, a game, a special movie. Give him a long, hot kiss out of the blue.
The list can go on and on. But I think you get the idea. Be creative and have fun with showing your love of the important person in your life.

CONTEST: Share either something you’ve tried to show appreciation to your lover, or another suggestion to consider. I will select a random winner from the responses on October 27th. The prize is a $25 gift card to Babeland Toys. Winner will receive one e-book of their choice from my Decadent Publishing backlist. Good luck!

Starla Kaye’s 1Night Stand books:
Maggie’s Secret Wish
Starting Over

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Monday, October 20, 2014

Away From Home

by Jessica E. Subject
If you applied for a 1Night Stand, would you want to have yours close to home, or would you rather travel a couple of hours away?  Personally, if I were single, I would want to leave my home city and visit another. Not only to explore a new place, but also to escape the possibility of running into someone I know. How much would that ruin a date?
In Unknown Futures, Jewel wants to leave her home town to get away from the closed-mindedness that exists there. She doesn't believe she will ever find someone to love close to home. Little does she know that Madame Eve arranges for her to go very far from home. To a space station to be exact.
Another Night, Another Planet is a little different. Ava travels across the galaxy in a luxury spacecraft, but when she applies to the 1Night Stand service, she expects her date to happen back on Earth. So when Madame Eve sends her a message indicating her date will happen during her layover on the planet Elatia, she doesn't expect anything to come out of the evening except one night of pleasure.

Readers: If you could have a 1Night Stand anywhere on Earth or throughout the galaxy,  where would you want to go?

Another Night, Another Planet
Limited by status…
Ava is a housekeeper aboard Star Spirit, a luxury cruise ship travelling between the Milky Way and the Belvarian System. Coming from a middle-class family on Earth, she is considered by passengers as nothing more than an object to be tossed away when they’re done with her.
Shunned because of his lineage…
Banned from several planets across the universe, Nate struggles to run his interstellar shipping business. But the DNA of an exterminated race runs through his blood, giving him a diluted form of their powers, and leaving him labeled as a terrorist.
Both searching for the one…
Through her 1Night Stand dating service, Madame Evangeline matches these two together for a celestial escape on the pleasure planet, Elatia.
Will Ava and Nate find what they’re looking for, or will their date be just another night on another planet?

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Narrated by Audrey Lusk

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Unknown Futures
Attacked as a young adult, Jewel is left scarred and alone. She applies to the 1 Night Stand service, believing no one can see past her appearance to love her. But she doesn’t expect to be sent to a space station where her date could be any number of unusual alien species.
Flavia left everything behind to be one of five humans working for the Space Service space station. Extremely homesick, she is excited to learn she will be a guide to a woman from Earth visiting the station for a couple days. She is immediately drawn to the petite woman, seeing past her scars to her true inner beauty, stirring unforeseen desires.
Unfortunately, Jewel is there for a date which Flavia hasn’t been told about. Can she contain her lust and simply show her a good time? Or will she let her desire lead them into an unknown future?

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About the author:
Jessica 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. 
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 and on twitter @jsubject.