Wednesday, 20 January 2016


By Kacey Hammell
Book 1: In the Arms of the Law
(also includes bonus short story, TIED DOWN)
Genres: Contemporary, Suspense, Paranormal (Seer), Erotic, Romance
ISBN: 978-0-9877993-3-3
Word Count: 50,000
Release Date: January 20th, 2016

Author’s Note: Illusions was previously released with another publisher. It has received minor revisions for reissue.

Also includes a bonus short story

Protection. Adventure. Love.
It's all found within The Arms of the Law...

Detective Isabella Knowles, a tough-as-nails cop, lives by the law, and knows what she wants out of life. And it doesn't include marriage or all that comes with it. Everything Isabella has ever known seems like an illusion when a new relationship makes her feel more alive than ever before.  She isn’t happy about it and fights it every step of the way.

Burned by his fiancĂ©e years ago, seer and P.I., Brady Jacobs never wants another commitment in his life.  But his bachelorhood and heart are threatened when he has one of his visions and see a killer striking too close to the woman he has recently come to love.

Danger lurks close to home and neither Brady nor Isabella like that they can’t control every situation…especially matters of the heart.

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Excerpt, Kacey Hammell, © 2016

He scooped up the bowl of Peanut M&Ms she loved so much, and tucked it under his right forearm. He sauntered down the hallway to her bedroom. As he looked into the living area, he spotted the framed photo of her mother on top of the TV.

With a quick glance down the hallway, he considered how long he had before she came looking for him. He set the drinks and bowl on the hallway table by the phone, and headed toward the TV.

He picked up the photo of Stacey Knowles; he couldn’t help notice the resemblance between mother and daughter. Both carried the trait of the wild and untamable red hair, the sassy grin, and the sparkling blue eyes. The only real difference between the two women was Isabella had dimples on both cheeks and her mother had none.

Unbidden and out of nowhere, a thought occurred to him.

This is probably what Bella will look like in five to ten years. The same wrinkles–crow’s feet around the eyes and laugh lines around the mouth. Wonder if her eyes will sparkle like that after she has children?

Feeling a sense of fright over his thoughts, Brady set the picture back on the TV. The thought of her older and a mother scared the hell out of him. Those were images he wasn’t going to ponder. What he had with her was going smoothly and nothing had changed for him. He still didn’t want commitment or a full-time relationship with anyone, even her.
Then why is she the only babe you’ve dated in nearly three months, bub?
Closing his eyes, trying to clear the wayward thoughts now plaguing him, Brady heard Isabella calling him.
“Where did you go, to the springs to get the water, Jacobs? Dying of thirst here!”
Laughing, Brady headed back to the hallway. He picked up the bowl and glasses and hollered, “I’m coming, I’m coming. So impatient, baby.” His voice died away as he walked over the threshold of her bedroom and came to a standstill.

Amid the mountain of white sheets and comforter haphazardly spread out from their sexual romp, Bella sat with her back to him, staring out the window. She looked like a goddess among the clouds. What she saw and what she was thinking he didn’t speculate. He couldn’t. The vision of her stole his thoughts, and his breath. Transfixed by the beauty of her golden skin, tanned from exposure to the sun, and her auburn-red mane hanging down her back in a thick, tumbled mass, his heart felt the familiar pinch her nearness caused.

He’d dated many beautiful women in his time but Bella, for all her toughness, seemed more beautiful and fragile to him when she was like this. When no one was watching, she would get the look of a scared, lost child. Her mask fell away.

She was stunning and confused the hell out of him when he caught her unaware as he did now. He wanted to take away her worries and fear. He wanted to protect her and take away her pain. He’d do anything for her.

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Saturday, 16 January 2016

Alien Next Door By: Jessica E. Subject

ALIEN NEXT DOOR: The Complete Series
A collection of Alien Romance stories
By Jessica E. Subject

Is your sexy neighbor an alien? Enjoy three sci-fi romances from Jessica E. Subject in which the heroines discover the sexy man next door is not at all who they expect him to be.

Alien Adoration ~ Erotic dreams fill her with need, until she learns the truth. Can Rachel overcome her fears, or will she deny her alien adoration and leave Luke stranded once more?

Alien Admirer ~ He fills her with forbidden longing. But when Sera learns the truth, will Sera give Adam a chance, or will he be left in the cold, never more than her alien admirer?

Alien Attraction ~ She wants to be more alien. He wants to be more human. Born a galaxy apart, will Angela and Chal have a chance at love, or will their extraterrestrial secrets leave them running to stay alive?

Bonus short stories ~ Taken by the Billionaire Alien Next Door and Just Another Wedding
Available from
Amazon US | UK | Canada | Australia | Germany
Date Published: January 11, 2016
Print ISBN: 978-0-9948431-8-0   
eBook ISBN: 978-0-9948431-7-3
Genre(s): Science Fiction Romance, Erotic Romance, Alien Romance
Heat Rating: 3 to 5 flames - frequent love scenes  that are explicit and described using graphic and direct language
Word Count: 75,750 words
Page Count: 197 pages


Excerpt 1 (adult)

From Alien Adoration:
“Need a lift?”
The voice was deep and masculine, one she didn’t hear very often, but would recognize anywhere. Luke. Wonderful! He wouldn’t talk to me before, but now that I’m topless and sopping wet, he notices me.
She circled slowly to stare at the leather-clad figure sitting atop his motorcycle. The visor of his helmet covered most of his face, leaving only his luscious lips and deep, jutting chin, covered in light stubble, exposed. What would they feel like against her lips? Between her legs? Her body tingled.
“Earth to Rachel. Do you need a lift, or should I leave you here in the pouring rain?”
Oh God, he knows my name. Since they’d never actually talked—she’d only heard him greeting his dates—her name on his lips came as a surprise. “Um, yes, I’d appreciate a ride.” On his Harley, and if she was lucky, in his bed. Anywhere. Her romance-first rule didn’t apply to him. He’d already seduced her plenty in her dreams.
Remaining on his bike, he yanked a helmet from his saddlebag and held it out to her. “What happened to your pretty blouse?”
Pretty blouse? He’d seen her earlier? “I….” Fluttering rolled through her stomach. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
She grabbed the helmet from him, fit it over her soaked hair, and buckled the chinstrap. Straddling the seat behind him, she fumbled with her hands, wondering where to place them, no bar behind her to hold on to. Oh, what it would be like to wrap her arms around him, lean against his wide back covered in leather. But what if he didn’t want her to touch him?
Luke pushed off from the curb. “I suggest you hold onto me or you’re going to fall off.”
The bike lurched forward with a roar. She clasped her hands around his waist, her fingers coming together temptingly close to his manhood, cheek pressed to his cowskin jacket. His deep chuckle reverberated across her skin.
“I told you to hang on.”
And she could lean on him forever. Being so close to him with pure raw power between her legs moved her better than any fantasy she had ever created. But what is going to happen when he takes me home? Or will he invite me to his house instead?
She pressed her lips together. Sure, she wanted to know what lay under his tight pants, but she refused to be another conquest. I can’t handle it.
He drove into her driveway too soon, leaning the bike over enough for her to slip off. She removed the helmet and handed it back to him. “Thank you. I appreciate the ride.”
Tucking the helmet away, he nodded. “You want to come over for coffee?”
That and more. Though she refused to go anywhere in her state of disarray. “Um, no, I’m kind of wet.”
“Another time, then?”
She nodded. Shit, why did I say no? They could strip down together and have all kinds of fun. But he drove away before she had a chance to retract her words.

Excerpt 2 (adult)

From Alien Admirer:

What is it going to take to convince her I want her? On the ride home, he’d persuaded himself to give up on Sera. Until he’d seen her on the porch. He had to seize what might be his lone opportunity.
“Why do you have such a problem accepting that I’m attracted to you?”
She faced him again, her cheeks glowing with color. “I don’t have a problem with that. In fact, I’m flattered. I have a problem with how much I’m attracted to you, how even on my date, I couldn’t get you out of my head.”
It was all the invitation he needed. Closing the space between them, he held her, pressing his lips to hers. Sera moaned, her body tight against his. She didn’t push him away, instead wrapping her arms around him, running her foot up and down the back of his calf.
He clutched her thighs, pulling her up to straddle his waist. Every moan encouraged him to keep going. He wanted more.
“Inside,” she said in a breathless whisper. “Take me into the house.”
All right! Grasping and fumbling with the handle, he managed to open the door without letting her go. Focused on her in his arms, he shuffled around blindly until his knees met her couch. He laid Sera on the cushion, but she clung to him.
“No, my bedroom. And be sure to close the door.”
Her room? Holy shit! Before that moment, he’d expected several days of trying to win her over before she invited him to her room, if she ever even acknowledged his feelings.
He carried her up the butcher block wood steps, to the bedroom he’d helped build. While he’d helped build every part of the house, the master bedroom remained the one room he hadn’t entered since Sera moved in.
Sacred, just like her body.

Excerpt 3 (PG)

From Alien Attraction:

“We need to talk.”
Tossing the clothes and keys inside, she stood in the entrance, blocking his view of her home. “No, we needed to talk last Saturday, last Sunday, or Monday even. Not today. It’s too late. I get the message. You’ve avoided me all week, because you weren’t away on business. I heard you enough times slamming cupboards, drawers, and arguing with the voices in your head.”
“With my brother.”
“Whatever. Plenty of time to come over and talk.”
She ducked inside and shut him out, but couldn’t quite latch the door, Chal obviously pushing on it from the other side.
“I know what you are.” The words came out in barely a whisper, but loud enough for her to quit fighting him. “I know what that thing is on the floor behind you, and even though it’s giving me a killer headache, I’m still here because, as I said, we need to talk.”
Grabbing the front of his shirt, Angela yanked him inside, and locked the world out. “Fine, what do you know?”

Alien Adoration:
“It is a sweet love story with a lot of storyline and some kinky sex thrown in.”
~ Monica Cullip
Alien Admirer:
“I enjoyed this story a lot. Enough that I went to Amazon and bought the first book in the series.”
~ Sci-Fi Romance Quarterly review by Marlene Harris
Alien Attraction:
“great humour, steamy love scenes, and thrilling pace.”
~ Amazon reviewer

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 could 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 isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk with her giant, hairy dog 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 and on twitter @jsubject.

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Short blurb: Is your sexy neighbor an alien? Enjoy three sci-fi romances from Jessica E. Subject in which the heroines discover the sexy man next door is not at all who they expect him to be.

Friday, 15 January 2016


In the 23rd century, war has ravaged the planet.

A biological weapon has decimated the population, and those who remain have been driven to desperate measures to survive. Over the course of a century, evolution delivers an answer — the Xeno gene, which provides its bearers with immunity to disease. All adolescent girls are tested for the X-gene, and carriers are obligated to bear children for the good of the human race.

The promise of salvation comes at a terrible price.

Stone Emmerson, heir to a position of supreme power, is surprised to learn his best friend Kella is an X-gene carrier. He’s quick to claim her as his own, but as a mere servant, Kella can’t help but doubt his motives. Before he can offer the protection of his name, she escapes his household. Mourning her loss, Stone becomes a black sheep among his peers by focusing on the welfare of his people.

While survival and freedom hang in the balance…

Starting over under an assumed name, Kella is a founding member of the X-Diplomats, a radical group dedicated to stopping enforced X-gene testing and promoting equal rights for commoners. Years pass before she crosses paths with Stone again. As the web of deceit that has come between them unravels, their love begins to grow. But can Stone turn a blind eye to Kella’s violent revolution and see the justice of her cause? Or will their differences prove too great to overcome?

What price would you pay to break the chains of oppression?


Gracen is a hopeless daydreamer masquerading as a “normal” person in southern society. When not writing, she’s a full-time basketball/lacrosse/guitar mom for her two sons and a devoted wife to her real-life hero-husband of over twenty years. She has an unusual relationship with her muse, Dom, but credits all her creative success to his brilliant mind. She’s addicted to writing, paranormal romance novels and movies, Alabama football, and coffee...addictions are not necessarily in order of priority. She’s convinced coffee is nectar from the gods and when blending coffee and writing together it generates the perfect creative merger. Many of her creative worlds are spawned from coffee highs and Dom’s aggressive demands. Gracen writes is multiple genres—paranormal romance, paranormal erotic romance, and contemporary romance. To learn more about Gracen or to leave her a comment, visit her website at


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