Beneath the Starry Sky

Beneath the Starry Sky
Contemporary Erotic Romance

Decadent Publishing
28 pages
ISBN: 978-1613331767

Cover art by Fantasia Frog Designs
Edited by Valerie Mann.


Left at the altar with bald patches on her head and her self-confidence stripped away, Tamara Johnson must pick up the pieces of her life and face her Alopecia Areata, the autoimmune disease causing her hair to fall out. She is convinced no man will date a bald woman and arranges a one-night stand through Madame Evangeline’s popular service, 1Night Stand. With her new wig held firmly in place, Tamara arrives at the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas for a night of passion and pleasure. Anything more than one night would mean exposing her bald head, and she will never do that to any man again.

Running into the Castillo Hotel, away from the paparazzi constantly at his heels, Josh Summers wants to spend his next few days locked away from the flashing lights and screaming fans. When he finds an incredibly sexy woman lying on his hotel room bed in nothing but lingerie, he thinks management has made a mistake. Leaving her behind, he heads for the lobby to get the situation rectified. But an unexpected text from Madame Evangeline sends him back to his room. Though unsure whether the woman on the bed is really his perfect match or just another fan believing him to be like his character on television, he knows he must find out, even if it means he must risk telling her his own secrets. If Tamara can handle his imperfections, she just might be his ideal woman.

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reviewertoppick2“This has got to be my all time favorite 1 Night Stand story…. Beneath The Starry Sky may only be a short story but Tamara and Josh will surely steal your heart.”
A Top Pick at Night Owl Reviews – June 2013

“Beneath a Starry Sky renewed my faith in finding a perfect match no matter what we look like.”
Sizzling Hot Book Reviews – December 14, 2011

Beneath the Starry Sky is hot. If it doesn’t make you break into a sweat I don’t know what will, but more than that, it’s sweet, romantic and very touching. I loved it.”
Tracy Riva Books & Reviews – December 18, 2011

“Instant attraction leads to heart pounding passion.”
Coffee Beans & Love Scenes – December 18, 2011

“a sweet, sexy and heartwarming story”
Amazon review from author, Selena Robins – December 22, 2011

“This was so beautifully written… You definitely see and feel the magic.”
Offbeat Vagabond – April 12, 2012

“From the start, Jessica E. Subject’s BENEATH THE STARRY SKY had me hooked.”
Author JC Cassels – July 16, 2012

Book Trailer:


Chapter One

Tamara Johnson raced past the pretty, Latina concierge of the Castillo Hotel to the bathroom. The wig maker had assured her the suction wig would not come off in the wind and water, but she needed to check for herself. Driving with the window down hadn’t been the brightest thing to do.

She brushed her hair back in place and found the wig had lived up to the claims. Well worth the price. Hopefully she could say the same thing tomorrow morning regarding the date she’d driven to the hotel for.

She hadn’t planned to begin dating again, but her friend, Leah, managed to twist her arm. They’d met at a bakery the last time she’d come down to Vegas for work. “You’re too fun to stay inside all the time,” she had said. “Who cares if you don’t have any hair? When you find the right guy it won’t matter.”

But it had mattered to her fiancé, Chad. Make that her ex-fiancé. He’d left her, claiming he couldn’t marry a bald woman. His rejection had affected her so deeply that after steroid injections and several topical treatments proved unsuccessful, she’d looked to alternative medicine and paid a fortune for a radical new natural cream to treat her alopecia. That treatment turned her two small bald patches into a completely bald head.

With one last look at her wig, she took a deep breath and left the bathroom.

The concierge stood right outside the door, smirking, her eyebrows raised as if amused by her predicament. “Excuse me….”

If Leah hadn’t taken Tamara to the hotel to meet her husband, Jackson, owner of the Castillo hotel chain—whom Leah had met during her own 1Night Stand—she wouldn’t have even known where the restroom was. “I know I should have checked in first. I’m sorry. But I assure you I am a guest here.”

“Yes, I was asked to personally escort you up to your guest room.” The words rolled off her tongue in a lovely Spanish accent. “You’re Miss Johnson, I presume?”

“You mean I don’t need to check in?” How did this woman know who she was? She looked around for any sign of Leah, but she and Jackson had left the day before to look at a property in Ottawa, her hometown, for a new Castillo resort.

“That is correct, Miss Johnson. May I take your bag?”

So I don’t back out.

She handed the overstuffed shoulder bag to the woman and followed her to the elevator. The silence chewed at her gut as they rode to the ninth floor. She had to say something before she lost the contents of her stomach. “My name is Tamara.”

“Victoria.” The woman reached out and shook her hand.

“So, how long have you worked here?”

Victoria’s posture relaxed and she smiled. “Two years now.”

“I’m sure you’ve seen a lot.” She could only imagine the strange people who would come through the doors of any Vegas hotel. She’d seen a few on the city streets who’d made her look twice.

“Yes, I have.” Victoria laughed. “It makes the job interesting.”

Arriving at her room, Tamara took her bag back and tipped the woman well. “Thank you and have a good night.”

“And you as well, Miss Johnson.”

Entering the large suite, she searched for any sign of her date. Madame Evangeline hadn’t given her any details, only that she would meet him at the hotel. Her stomach had been twisted in knots all day thinking of the possibilities. She found no one else in the room, but a welcome card sat on the king-size bed beside a box of chocolates.

Dear Tamara,

Your date for the evening will arrive soon. Please make yourself comfortable while you wait. A word of advice; don’t be afraid to show him the real you.

Enjoy your evening,

Madame Evangeline

She threw the note back on the bed. The real me? She didn’t even know who that was anymore.

Didn’t matter. The date would only last one night. Sure, Leah had found Jackson, but Tamara hadn’t come on the date looking for love. She only wanted a night of passion, a night to prove she could date again, even hidden under her wig. Love meant taking the wig off and she would never expose her bald head to a man again. If that meant a life of one-night stands, so be it.

She reached into her shoulder bag and pulled out the red lace teddy she’d bought the day before. If there’s one way to get a man to fuck me, it’s with sexy lingerie.

After changing into the form-fitting outfit, she waited on the bed, trying to figure out the sexiest pose to be in when her date arrived. What says ‘take me now?’



Jessica E. Subject is the author of sexy sci-fi romance, bringing to life a wide variety of characters including aliens, clones, androids, Galactic Defenders, and more.

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