was his heroine, accepting him in a matter of minutes for his true self. Maybe this Madame Eve did know what she was doing.
~A Note from Jessica~
Dear reader,
Thank you so much for joining me for another 1Night Stand adventure! This story was inspired by many things, including my first reader conference that I will be attending in Ottawa in April. Kate Richards and Valerie Mann put the idea of one of the conference attendees going on a 1Night Stand, and I ran with it, creating Her Alien Hero.
Of course, like all my 1Night Stand stories, this one is connected to one of my previously published titles. It’s a little more subtle this time, but the hints are there. I hope you are able to figure out which one(s).
Inspiration for the hero, Cooper, came from a certain arrow slinging superhero in the Marvel universe, though he would more likely be wearing jeans and a t-shirt in my story than tight leather. And inspiration for the heroine, Melinda, came from Pinterest. You can see my Pinterest board for the story here: http://www.pinterest.com/jessicasubject/her-alien-hero/
If this is your first or your fiftieth sci-fi romance story, I hope you enjoy Her Alien Hero. My stories may have aliens, clones, or even androids in them, but the romance is always first. Because I believe that no matter where you live in the universe, you deserve a happily ever after, too.
If you ever have any questions about any of my stories, feel free to email me at
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Happy reading!
Jessica
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The Star Princess
Chapter One
“Trade places with me.” Sweat poured down Prince Deion’s face. He’d never been more nervous in his life. Or maybe he’d caught a virus before flying to Minjet.
“What do you mean trade places ?” Cyrus, his personal aide and friend, grabbed the nylon across his chest. “We’re strapped in because we’re landing soon. I can’t exactly get out of my seat right now.”
“No.” Deion released a heavy breath, wiping his forehead. “That’s not what I mean. I want you to take my place during the ceremony this evening. I don’t think I’m in any condition to meet the princess.”
“You’re kidding. What, are you afraid she’s beastly looking?”
“No!” He cringed. The women he’d met from Minjet had all been stunning diamonds sparkling is a solar system of rust and decay. “I have the stomach flu. Or the worst case of nerves ever. I just need you to sit in my place at dinner tonight.”
“And what do you want me to tell the royal family? That you think you’re sick?”
“Make something up.” Deion swallowed the bile burning his throat. “I feel like shit.”
“It’s fucked up that you’re so sick the day you’re to meet your future wife.”
“Yeah, fucked up is exactly how I’m feeling right now.” If his kingdom wasn’t depending on him to unite their planets and garner help, he would turn around and head home, but the last war on Earth had destroyed almost everything. Those who’d survived had turned to the stars for help, sure other life existed, and they’d found it. A whole lot more than anyone had ever expected. One hundred years later, the year of his birth, Earth was invited to join the Galactic Confederacy. To show Earth’s commitment, Deion’s parents had agreed to a prearranged marriage for him, to a female they’d never met from another star system. Deion and Princess Ro’sa had now reached their twenty-first year, and he’d been sent to meet her and her parents before bringing her home to marry. A lifetime commitment. His dedication to the unknown girl had begun long ago when his father told him of his betrothal, but that didn’t mean he would instantly love the princess. Maybe he never would. What a horrible life that would be.
“Okay then, but I want to wear the crown and robe today.