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Friday, April 27, 2012

Book Spotlight: The Zurian Child by Jessica E. Subject

Book Spotlight with Author Jessica E. Subject

Hello my lovelies! Another treat has been planned for you all. Thanks to the rockin’ Sizzling PR, I have the opportunity to tell you about Ms. Jessica E. Subject. Ms. Subject is yet another new-to-me author, but I will definitely be checking her out in the future. I have had a crazy amount of new-to-me authors lately and their books all sound to good!!! I mean, how would anyone ever run out of books to read with so many fabulous authors out there? Yeah, I k now, some do. *whispers* I used to be one of those people. *nods* Tragic, I know. I had those few authors I really enoyed and once I read all of their books multiple times, I had to wait every year for the new release. I was insane just sitting around waiting. Then I saw exactly what I was missing and BAM! A whole new world and reading experience that I will not ever miss again … like EVAH! Be sure to check out the excerpts … I have more than one excerpt to share with you! Enjoy! But first, here is a bit about Ms. Subject.


Jessica Subject started writing to encourage her daughter to read. Now she writes to keep herself grounded. Although she reads many genres, she enjoys writing Science Fiction Romance the most and believes everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after. She lives Southwestern Ontario, Canada with her husband and two kids and loves to hear from anyone who has enjoyed her stories.

**Mark of the Stars, #1**

 Published by Silver Publishing


Lindsay Beckett longed to be reunited with her first love, Quinn Montgomery, until she learns the secret that sent him fleeing from her in the first place. He's an alien, a Hemera, and she's half-Hemera herself. As if that wasn't enough to ruin her dreams of a perfect life, when their child is born, they discover she fulfills a prophesy told twenty light years away and many years ago. Lindsay wants to ignore it, until her husband is murdered and suddenly believing becomes a matter of survival.

Lindsay and her young daughter are forced to rely on another Hemera, her husband's partner and best friend, Bryce Beuermann as more and more of the Hemera are slaughtered. Bryce will do anything to help his best friend's widow—including suppressing his own deep feelings for her. But he must prove they can trust him, even pretending he doesn't want her with all his heart.


When Bryce and Lorne removed their socks and set their feet on the coffee table, she flushed. She'd had many opportunities over the summer to look at his feet, particularly when he wore only his swim trunks. But she’d kept her distance, catching only the occasional glimpse of his broad, bare chest or other parts of his body, wondering if they matched what she’d seen in her visions.

Both Bryce and Lorne's toes remained held apart by skin, noticeable skin. Unlike the translucent and pliable tissue which formed between her own toes, theirs appeared thicker, widening the total width of the front of their feet.

"We are not from around here," Lorne said. He removed his feet from the table and brushed them across the plush carpet. "Your mother, Quinn, and your father, Lindsay, as well as Bryce and I, are from another planet located twenty light years from Earth."

She turned to her husband, waiting for his reaction. They were his guests telling the ridiculous story. If they were friends of hers, she would have told them to leave.

Quinn only raised his eyebrows. She couldn't read his expression as he stared at Bryce. "This is not the time to be discussing this. We've just returned from out holidays, our honeymoon at that."

"No, this is the time. We should have talked about this long ago."

Her gaze shifted between the two of them. This has to be some kind of gag, but this is more likely to come from Michael and Francis, not Bryce, not based on anything Quinn had ever said about him. The punch line didn't come and Quinn gripped her hand tighter. This is no joke.

Maintaining his dry expression, Bryce continued. "I've known all along. I remember my trip to Earth and being placed with the Beuermanns. I don't remember my parents though." His chin fell to his chest. "It's not easy living with a secret like this. I figured my best friend should know."

Bryce told what he believed to be the truth, but despite her belief in aliens, she refused to accept anyone in the room came from anywhere but Earth.

"I'm sorry, Lindsay." Quinn refused to look at her, but maintained his hold on her hand.

She'd never felt more uncomfortable than this moment. What did Quinn believe? That he's an alien?

(adult content)

He and Bryce crept further and further away from the house with their flashlights panning the yard for suspicious objects or activity. Nothing appeared different, so they set to work cleaning up from the barbeque. Rain started to fall as they folded up the chairs and set them on the deck.

As he reached for another chair, the bushes to his left began to rustle. He focused on Bryce. "What the hell was that?"

Bryce shrugged. "I checked that area. There was nothing there."

He drew his gun and crept over to investigate.

The bush rustled again. A wet, black and white cat leaped out of the bush. It ran through his legs, heckling toward the property next door.

He jumped back and laughed at himself. Harnessing his gun, he said, "I can't believe I was frightened by a cat."

"Quinn, behind you!"

Lightning flashed through the sky.

As he turned around, his eyes watered from the stench of rot. In front of him stood an eight-foot tall creature. Fuzz resembling moss covered a trunk of burnt toast with multiple tentacles curled at the ends like emerging ferns. A black hole oozed the same tarry substance found beside Tabitha's plate. Blood red eyes pierced through his body.

"What the fuck?"

He fumbled to grasp his gun. Before he could draw, a tentacle as hard as a baseball bat, collided with his stomach. Reeling back, he clenched his mid-section and dropped the sidearm. He reached out to claim his gun again, but another tentacle wrapped around his leg. Within seconds he hung upside-down. Blood rushed to his head. His ears rung. He caught sight of Michael and Francis at the door, eyes wide.

The creature lifted him further up. Air rushed past as his body slammed onto the cement. He landed on his back. His head bounced off the patio. He heard and felt the crack of his skull. Rain poured onto his face, but he couldn't move.

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I hope you enjoyed getting to know a little more about Ms. Subjects’ writing.

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