The diabolical continues. As of this morning the website states that the owner is suspending operations temporarily due to illness. TEMPORARILY???? This should say permanently. As an author of this publisher I’m still in limbo. I have not gotten any responses to my emails, snail mail, etc. Ms. Hicks promises all authors who have contacted her will receive a response. I hope before Christmas.
Still no royalty statements and the checks certainly aren’t rolling in. Those are the least of my concerns I just want my rights back to all seven books.
Oh well…the battle will continue. It makes me wonder if I’m better off self-publishing all future books instead of offering them to a publisher.
Another day another new drama I’m sure.
Showing posts with label Aspen Mountain Press. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aspen Mountain Press. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
AMP Troubles Grow Deeper
As an author of AMP (something I'm trying to change) this blog really opened my eyes to the deceptiveness of the owner. I can't believe someone can be so evil and obviously naive to the law. My former editor and friend, who I love dearly has broken her silence. If you are an author or thought you wanted to be one at Aspen Mountain Press, please read this blog. Very eye-opening.
http://kaantira.blogspot.com/2011/10/breaking-my-silence-on-aspen-mountain.html
http://kaantira.blogspot.com/2011/10/breaking-my-silence-on-aspen-mountain.html
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Ignorance is NOT Bliss
For the last year I’ve been dealing with well, a high risk pregnancy, a new baby and other stuff. During that time one of my publishers fell apart and I was oblivious. Now I’m not one to bad mouth a publisher, but enough is enough.
Aspen Mountain Press has failed to provide me with royalty statements for the last year. I’ve received exactly 2 checks since October 2010 and both were under $15 for seven books. I’m sorry, but even if my books weren’t selling on their site, they are on the third party vendor sites.
As of today most of the third party sites have taken down books from Aspen Mountain and their home site seems to be unavailable due to maintenance. Yeah right. I’m hoping this is the demise of them so I can finally get my rights back and self-publish my seven books.
I have made several attempts to contact the publisher via, email, phone, snail mail and certified letters. Said publisher has ignored all attempts.
So this blog today is to request that if any readers want to purchase my Aspen Mountain books – PLEASE DON’T. Wait until the end of the year and you’ll be able to get them for cheaper when I self-publish them!
The moral of this story is to stay current with your publishers and make sure you’re getting statements and the money owed. I wish I wasn’t so oblivious and discovered this far too late in the game. Maybe I wouldn’t be battling to get my rights back.
Aspen Mountain Press has failed to provide me with royalty statements for the last year. I’ve received exactly 2 checks since October 2010 and both were under $15 for seven books. I’m sorry, but even if my books weren’t selling on their site, they are on the third party vendor sites.
As of today most of the third party sites have taken down books from Aspen Mountain and their home site seems to be unavailable due to maintenance. Yeah right. I’m hoping this is the demise of them so I can finally get my rights back and self-publish my seven books.
I have made several attempts to contact the publisher via, email, phone, snail mail and certified letters. Said publisher has ignored all attempts.
So this blog today is to request that if any readers want to purchase my Aspen Mountain books – PLEASE DON’T. Wait until the end of the year and you’ll be able to get them for cheaper when I self-publish them!
The moral of this story is to stay current with your publishers and make sure you’re getting statements and the money owed. I wish I wasn’t so oblivious and discovered this far too late in the game. Maybe I wouldn’t be battling to get my rights back.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Impromptu Contest
Yesterday was an odd day for me. I was extremely busy at the day job and in between I received an email that I’d be getting a new editor. I know this happens in this business all the time, but for me it’s the first time. I guess for two years I’ve been lucky. That’s not to say my new editor won’t be good. Because I’m sure she’ll rock. We’ve exchanged a few emails and are trying to get on the same page with my current contracted project.
The house surprisingly was quiet. DH goes into the office some Thursday’s. Youngest was in school and the other daughter with grandkids went out for the day. The dogs were even well behaved. Of course all hell broke loose at 5 when they all returned.
The DH returned with an early Valentine’s Day gift. A new deli shop opened not far from our house so he stopped in to see what they offered. He brought home dinner too! That was a plus. So what did he give me? A dozen chocolate covered strawberries. He knows how much I love them. Needless to say I had my dessert before dinner.
The girls made homemade pizza for themselves. Overall it turned out to be a good day. Such a good day I’m going to throw an impromptu contest.
Head over to my website. On my BOOKS page there are three books in the spotlight. Find Heat Waves read the blurb and comment here with the hero’s profession. One lucky commenter will win a copy of one of my back list books.
Winner will be announced on Monday!
The house surprisingly was quiet. DH goes into the office some Thursday’s. Youngest was in school and the other daughter with grandkids went out for the day. The dogs were even well behaved. Of course all hell broke loose at 5 when they all returned.
The DH returned with an early Valentine’s Day gift. A new deli shop opened not far from our house so he stopped in to see what they offered. He brought home dinner too! That was a plus. So what did he give me? A dozen chocolate covered strawberries. He knows how much I love them. Needless to say I had my dessert before dinner.
The girls made homemade pizza for themselves. Overall it turned out to be a good day. Such a good day I’m going to throw an impromptu contest.
Head over to my website. On my BOOKS page there are three books in the spotlight. Find Heat Waves read the blurb and comment here with the hero’s profession. One lucky commenter will win a copy of one of my back list books.
Winner will be announced on Monday!
Friday, December 24, 2010
12 Days of Christmas - Day 11
It's Christmas Eve. The excitement is winding down. I have LOTS of wrapping to do today. Tomorrow's post is pre-posted, so I'm wishing you all a very Merry Christmas or Happy Holiday!
Day 10 Winners: smiles, joder and reader. Yes, I've chosen 3 today. I have joder's email, so I'll send you a copy. Smiles and Reader please send an email to: amberskyze AT aol DOT com for your copy.
Side note: If M/M is not your thing, you will be able to chose from one of the books I've offered over the last ten days.
Blurb:
Alex loves baseball, so when the majors come calling he is thrilled. The only thing that would make his happiness complete is a partner to share it with. Although his best friend, Rick, knows Alex is gay, he doesn't know that Alex has been in love with him for years. And with his departure for the major leagues imminent, he's not sure now is the best time to tell him.
But after an evening of celebration turns into a night of pleasure, Alex is confused. Does Rick want a relationship with him? Or, will he walk out of Rick's life forever, wondering what might have been?
Alex's career has hit a home run but his love for Rick is the ultimate victory. If he can figure out a way to slide into home plate, he'll do more than score.
Excerpt:
He thought he’d seen something earlier. A spark in Rick’s gray eyes. He couldn’t have imagined it, could he? Again, when he’d rubbed up against him while they were playing pool, he saw the look.
It was desire.
Then Rick had stormed off to the bar for another drink. Was he afraid of hanging around and letting Alex see his raging hard-on?
Too late.
Alex had noticed it and got hard instantaneously. He was so hard he’d thought about going into the bathroom and rubbing himself until he felt relieved. Somehow, he knew relief wouldn’t come from masturbation so he decided against it.
Besides how would he explain his long absence?
No. Alex had suffered through.
When he asked if he could crash at his friend’s house he’d had an ulterior motive. He wanted to see if things would be different when they were alone. He wanted to know if Rick would mention how his body reacted to Alex’s.
He didn’t. In fact, he’d never mentioned it once. Even when they entered Rick’s apartment, he never said a word. He retrieved the blanket and pillow for him, before heading to his room.
One thing was certain; Rick couldn’t get out of the living room quick enough.
It was like he was afraid of what would happen if he stayed too long. Could he be wrestling with the same feelings Alex was? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to act on it just yet. If his friend did have feelings for him, he wanted to address it before he had to leave.
Knowing Rick was waiting for him would make his transition much easier.
Alex wondered if he should go into Rick’s room and see if he was still awake. If he was, they could talk about what had happened. Worry settled into the pit of his stomach. What if Rick did feel something, but refused to act on it? What if he rejected Alex?
Alex couldn’t handle being rejected by his best friend. He cared for him too much. He didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had by stepping over any lines. No, it was best for him to stay put on the couch. If Rick wanted him, he would have to be the one to make the first move. That way, Alex wouldn’t be treading into uncertain waters.
Disappointed, but satisfied with his decision, Alex closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on anything other than his aching balls.
An hour later he was still struggling with the tightness in his crotch. He thought about relieving himself numerous times but was afraid of Rick walking in on him or worse—overhearing his moans.
Unable to fight the urge, Alex jumped off the couch and headed toward Rick’s bedroom.
“Fuck it.” He had nothing to lose at this point— except his friendship with Rick.
Side note: If M/M is not your thing, you will be able to chose from one of the books I've offered over the last ten days.
Side note: Winners from Day 11 and 12 will be announced on Sunday December 26th.
Day 11 question: What did Alex fear Rick would do? You know it, in the excerpt.
Blurb:
Alex loves baseball, so when the majors come calling he is thrilled. The only thing that would make his happiness complete is a partner to share it with. Although his best friend, Rick, knows Alex is gay, he doesn't know that Alex has been in love with him for years. And with his departure for the major leagues imminent, he's not sure now is the best time to tell him.
But after an evening of celebration turns into a night of pleasure, Alex is confused. Does Rick want a relationship with him? Or, will he walk out of Rick's life forever, wondering what might have been?
Alex's career has hit a home run but his love for Rick is the ultimate victory. If he can figure out a way to slide into home plate, he'll do more than score.
Excerpt:
He thought he’d seen something earlier. A spark in Rick’s gray eyes. He couldn’t have imagined it, could he? Again, when he’d rubbed up against him while they were playing pool, he saw the look.
It was desire.
Then Rick had stormed off to the bar for another drink. Was he afraid of hanging around and letting Alex see his raging hard-on?
Too late.
Alex had noticed it and got hard instantaneously. He was so hard he’d thought about going into the bathroom and rubbing himself until he felt relieved. Somehow, he knew relief wouldn’t come from masturbation so he decided against it.
Besides how would he explain his long absence?
No. Alex had suffered through.
When he asked if he could crash at his friend’s house he’d had an ulterior motive. He wanted to see if things would be different when they were alone. He wanted to know if Rick would mention how his body reacted to Alex’s.
He didn’t. In fact, he’d never mentioned it once. Even when they entered Rick’s apartment, he never said a word. He retrieved the blanket and pillow for him, before heading to his room.
One thing was certain; Rick couldn’t get out of the living room quick enough.
It was like he was afraid of what would happen if he stayed too long. Could he be wrestling with the same feelings Alex was? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to act on it just yet. If his friend did have feelings for him, he wanted to address it before he had to leave.
Knowing Rick was waiting for him would make his transition much easier.
Alex wondered if he should go into Rick’s room and see if he was still awake. If he was, they could talk about what had happened. Worry settled into the pit of his stomach. What if Rick did feel something, but refused to act on it? What if he rejected Alex?
Alex couldn’t handle being rejected by his best friend. He cared for him too much. He didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had by stepping over any lines. No, it was best for him to stay put on the couch. If Rick wanted him, he would have to be the one to make the first move. That way, Alex wouldn’t be treading into uncertain waters.
Disappointed, but satisfied with his decision, Alex closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on anything other than his aching balls.
An hour later he was still struggling with the tightness in his crotch. He thought about relieving himself numerous times but was afraid of Rick walking in on him or worse—overhearing his moans.
Unable to fight the urge, Alex jumped off the couch and headed toward Rick’s bedroom.
“Fuck it.” He had nothing to lose at this point— except his friendship with Rick.
Monday, December 20, 2010
12 Days of Christmas - Day 9
Day 8 winners – The J's rule today. Jessica and Julia Barrett. I'll email you both a copy.
Day 9 Question – What does Shane buy everyday from Taylor’s Shoppe? Read the excerpt to find out.
Winner will be announce on Wednesday. Tomorrow I have a special guest.
Available from Aspen Mountain Press
Blurb:
Taylor Jax has a secret. She fantasizes about seducing longtime friend Shane Griffin. Only problem, he’s eight years her junior – too young in her mind.
During a game of truth or dare her secret is exposed. Challenged by her best friends, Taylor must go into an adult toy store and buy all the accessories needed to live out her fantasy.With another night of truth or dare looming, Taylor makes a bold move. Before her friends can dare her, she plans a full-fledged seduction.
Shane has loved Taylor for as long as he can remember. She enters his store in disguise, prompting him to tease her. To his surprise she agrees to have dinner with him. And when she propositions him he wonders - will one night be enough?
Excerpt:
"Hmmm, what should I treat the girls to tonight?" Taylor inspected the array of chocolate. It was her week to host girls’ night and she wanted the perfect dessert.
"I say the cherry lollipops."
Startled, Taylor looked up from the glass counter to see Shane Griffin in the doorway, looking like a centerfold that just walked off the pages of Playgirl. His cargo shorts and gray shirt were drenched in sweat, outlining a chiseled chest. He looked like he just got done fucking someone.
Taylor knew better.
Shane owned his own landscaping company and he was taking a break from work.
"Hi Shane."
"Who were you talking to?" Shane looked around the empty store. Yes, she’d been talking to herself.
"Just thinking out loud."
"I talk to myself too." He waltzed over to the counter, but didn’t lean against it with his sticky, sweaty body.
Taylor laughed. She’d yelled at him once for leaning against her clean glass, leaving nasty smudge marks. Since then he’d kept his distance but it didn’t stop him from coming into Tasty Taylor’s.
For the last three years, Shane visited every day and bought the same thing-ten cherry lollipops. Of all the candy he could have, he fancied lollipops. And for three years he’d been trying to get her to agree to a date. She’d refused his offers. Eight years separated them. Eight years too many in her book.
"Can I trouble you for a paper towel?" Shane asked.
"Sure," Taylor grabbed the roll and handed it to him.
"Thanks."
He removed a few sheets and wiped the sweat off his face and neck. As he rubbed, her eyes fell upon his hardened nipples. She imagined a pair of nipple clamps fastened to them.
She swallowed.
He lifted his shirt, exposing the hairline that disappeared below his waistband. Her mouth went dry. She imagined him walking behind the counter and asking for her assistance. She’d take the paper towels from him and wipe him clean. She’d retrace his chest, just to feel his strong muscles under her fingertips. From his chest she’d move over his abs. When they were done she’d reach into the depths of his shorts and feel his penis, which she imagined was huge. Then she’d rip off his shorts and have her way with him.
"Taylor?"
Shaking the taboo thoughts from her head, she cursed his age. It was too much of a difference for Taylor to accept, plain and simple. Sleeping with him would make her a cradle robber. Besides, he’d probably balk at the thought of her fantasies. Aside from his desire for her cherry-flavored lollipops she didn’t think they shared a common ground.
Day 9 Question – What does Shane buy everyday from Taylor’s Shoppe? Read the excerpt to find out.
Winner will be announce on Wednesday. Tomorrow I have a special guest.
Available from Aspen Mountain Press
Blurb:
Taylor Jax has a secret. She fantasizes about seducing longtime friend Shane Griffin. Only problem, he’s eight years her junior – too young in her mind.
During a game of truth or dare her secret is exposed. Challenged by her best friends, Taylor must go into an adult toy store and buy all the accessories needed to live out her fantasy.With another night of truth or dare looming, Taylor makes a bold move. Before her friends can dare her, she plans a full-fledged seduction.
Shane has loved Taylor for as long as he can remember. She enters his store in disguise, prompting him to tease her. To his surprise she agrees to have dinner with him. And when she propositions him he wonders - will one night be enough?
Excerpt:
"Hmmm, what should I treat the girls to tonight?" Taylor inspected the array of chocolate. It was her week to host girls’ night and she wanted the perfect dessert.
"I say the cherry lollipops."
Startled, Taylor looked up from the glass counter to see Shane Griffin in the doorway, looking like a centerfold that just walked off the pages of Playgirl. His cargo shorts and gray shirt were drenched in sweat, outlining a chiseled chest. He looked like he just got done fucking someone.
Taylor knew better.
Shane owned his own landscaping company and he was taking a break from work.
"Hi Shane."
"Who were you talking to?" Shane looked around the empty store. Yes, she’d been talking to herself.
"Just thinking out loud."
"I talk to myself too." He waltzed over to the counter, but didn’t lean against it with his sticky, sweaty body.
Taylor laughed. She’d yelled at him once for leaning against her clean glass, leaving nasty smudge marks. Since then he’d kept his distance but it didn’t stop him from coming into Tasty Taylor’s.
For the last three years, Shane visited every day and bought the same thing-ten cherry lollipops. Of all the candy he could have, he fancied lollipops. And for three years he’d been trying to get her to agree to a date. She’d refused his offers. Eight years separated them. Eight years too many in her book.
"Can I trouble you for a paper towel?" Shane asked.
"Sure," Taylor grabbed the roll and handed it to him.
"Thanks."
He removed a few sheets and wiped the sweat off his face and neck. As he rubbed, her eyes fell upon his hardened nipples. She imagined a pair of nipple clamps fastened to them.
She swallowed.
He lifted his shirt, exposing the hairline that disappeared below his waistband. Her mouth went dry. She imagined him walking behind the counter and asking for her assistance. She’d take the paper towels from him and wipe him clean. She’d retrace his chest, just to feel his strong muscles under her fingertips. From his chest she’d move over his abs. When they were done she’d reach into the depths of his shorts and feel his penis, which she imagined was huge. Then she’d rip off his shorts and have her way with him.
"Taylor?"
Shaking the taboo thoughts from her head, she cursed his age. It was too much of a difference for Taylor to accept, plain and simple. Sleeping with him would make her a cradle robber. Besides, he’d probably balk at the thought of her fantasies. Aside from his desire for her cherry-flavored lollipops she didn’t think they shared a common ground.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
12 Days of Christmas - Day 7
Today will be short and sweet. I’m away and well…enjoying a weekend with my family. I don’t get back home as often as I like. So I'm off to have fun and celebrate Christmas early.
Day 6 winner – yadkny I’ll email you the copy.
Day 7 Question – What color are Brad’s toys? Yes, yes, you know it's in the excerpt.
Available from Aspen Mountain Press
Blurb:
Meg Trainor has one wish for Christmas every year: Two men who will fulfill all her fantasies.
Santa's in a giving mood this year.
Brothers and co-owners of Turquoise Toys, Brad and Shane Griffin will give her a Christmas she'll never forget.
Excerpt:
Meg couldn’t believe her eyes. These were not the toys she had imagined. She thought he was talking about children’s toys. These were not intended for children. These were adult toys in every sense of the word. There were floggers, paddles, butt plugs, ball gags, straps with dildos attached and handcuffs—all Turquoise, explaining the name. Meg wasn’t naive about the BDSM world. When she realized her desire to submit she wanted to know the who, what, where and why. She read everything she could about the subject. She knew enough about it to understand.
She’d even bought a few toys to experiment with. Like the ping pong paddle she’d purchased when she was curious to know what it felt like to be spanked. It wasn’t something she did regularly but when she was in the mood for a good orgasm she’d slap her cheeks a few times before using her favorite vibrator. She never had dated a man who was actually part of that world.
Brad was gay so he wouldn’t be offering. What a shame because she could see them having fun together!
Could he be carrying a bagful of goodies? Maybe Santa was going to be extra special to her this year. Please Santa I’ve been a good girl all year long. Please tell me you sent Brad with something extra special for my stocking this year.
Halfway though the job, Meg decided it was time to go back to her stranger. He’d been out there long enough. By now, he knew she was aware of his secret.
Turning she ran smack into his broad chest again. “We really need to stop meeting like this.”
Clearing her throat, she took a step back only to come against the copier. “I was just coming out to see you.”
He stepped closer, closing the small gap between them. “How are you doing?” His voice dripped with desire.
“Fantastic. Your copies are just about done.”
Damn she wished he’d step back. He was much too close. He turned her on.
“Are you sure?” He traced his finger along her cheek.
She gulped, her body overheating.
He bent closer, taking her lips. He kissed her slowly. She melted against him; her arms snaked around his neck. He touched her breast, causing a moan to escape her lips. His bulge brushed against her. He wanted her.
While he kissed her, his fingers unzipped the back of her dress then unsnapped her bra. He pushed the garments down around her waist, exposing her breasts.
His mouth covered her nipple, sucking until it puckered. God his mouth felt good. How long had it been since a man had his mouth on her? Too long. Lisa was right; she needed to get laid, but not by Kenny.
When Brad moved to the other breast she thought for sure she was going to crumble to the floor. Her hands gripped the edges of the copier to steady herself.
“I’m going to fuck you Meg, right now.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
We now return to our regularly scheduled event. :0) Yesterday I had a guest blogger so some had an extra day to enter the 12 days of Christmas contest. Lucky you!
My daughter is starting to feel better and now I have a horrible cold. It’s no time to be sick!!! Too much left to do.
I finished the first draft of All or Nothing. Now I have a bunch of research to do and self-edits. I’m hoping to ship this baby off to my editor before the 1st. I have an article to write and one novella to edit also.
I started a new story. The beginning scene had been playing in my mind for weeks, so I sat down and wrote it. It’s about a husband and wife who spend a rainy day pushing their sexual limits. This is going to be one of my hottest to date.
On to the contest winner from Day 4.
Thanks again to random.org for choosing the winner: Venus
Please send me an email to amberskyze @ aol.com to claim your prize.
Day 5 question – What is the name of Frank's sister. (of course you know the answer is in the excerpt!) ;)
Blurb:
Interior Designer Teagan Topaz doesn’t believe in love, after finding her fiancé in bed doing the nasty with another woman. Nine long months later Teagan finds herself sexually frustrated, due to a recent surge of explicit sex phone calls on her business line. Frank Black needs Teagan’s expertise to put the finishing touches on a room in his house, but he fantasizes about tying her up and ravishing her. Will Teagan be able to resist the designs Frank has for her?
Excerpt:
Holy shit!
Teagan couldn’t remember ever experiencing such intensity before. Stars flashed before her eyes as Frank drove her over the edge, tumbling to ecstasy.
Both feet back on the floor, Teagan rested her head on his shoulder, allowing herself time to catch her breath and time to wonder what the fuck she was thinking.
Yes, it was a mind-blowing experience, but she wasn’t the type to let her inhibitions go and succumb to a man she just met. But she had to admit, Frank Black wasn’t just any man. There was something about him, something that made Teagan want to stay and learn more about him. She wanted to figure out what this attraction was she felt. There was attraction; a deep one that scared the shit out of her. She hadn’t felt this way since Tim and her instincts were dead wrong about him. She didn’t want to make the same mistakes trusting another man. Maybe it was the phone calls. They had her sexually frustrated and needing release. Maybe she was confusing the need for sex with attraction. But damn, Frank did know how to please her.
Teagan felt empty as Frank stepped back, but her emptiness didn’t last long. He wrapped her in his arms, planting gentle kisses on her face.
"You’re an amazingly beautiful woman, Teagan Topaz."
She blushed, unused to so many compliments.
"I could make love to you all night long."
Teagan’s stomach grumbled before she had a chance to respond.
"But first, I must feed you."
She laughed nervously.
"You’ll need energy for what I have in store for you."
"What about Susan?" Teagan asked. As exciting as the prospect sounded, his sister lived in his house and would be returning home eventually.
"We’ll worry about that after dinner."
Frank helped Teagan put her clothes back in order, and then kissed the tip of her nose. "I’d rather have dessert first…"
My daughter is starting to feel better and now I have a horrible cold. It’s no time to be sick!!! Too much left to do.
I finished the first draft of All or Nothing. Now I have a bunch of research to do and self-edits. I’m hoping to ship this baby off to my editor before the 1st. I have an article to write and one novella to edit also.
I started a new story. The beginning scene had been playing in my mind for weeks, so I sat down and wrote it. It’s about a husband and wife who spend a rainy day pushing their sexual limits. This is going to be one of my hottest to date.
On to the contest winner from Day 4.
Thanks again to random.org for choosing the winner: Venus
Please send me an email to amberskyze @ aol.com to claim your prize.
Day 5 question – What is the name of Frank's sister. (of course you know the answer is in the excerpt!) ;)
Blurb:
Interior Designer Teagan Topaz doesn’t believe in love, after finding her fiancé in bed doing the nasty with another woman. Nine long months later Teagan finds herself sexually frustrated, due to a recent surge of explicit sex phone calls on her business line. Frank Black needs Teagan’s expertise to put the finishing touches on a room in his house, but he fantasizes about tying her up and ravishing her. Will Teagan be able to resist the designs Frank has for her?
Excerpt:
Holy shit!
Teagan couldn’t remember ever experiencing such intensity before. Stars flashed before her eyes as Frank drove her over the edge, tumbling to ecstasy.
Both feet back on the floor, Teagan rested her head on his shoulder, allowing herself time to catch her breath and time to wonder what the fuck she was thinking.
Yes, it was a mind-blowing experience, but she wasn’t the type to let her inhibitions go and succumb to a man she just met. But she had to admit, Frank Black wasn’t just any man. There was something about him, something that made Teagan want to stay and learn more about him. She wanted to figure out what this attraction was she felt. There was attraction; a deep one that scared the shit out of her. She hadn’t felt this way since Tim and her instincts were dead wrong about him. She didn’t want to make the same mistakes trusting another man. Maybe it was the phone calls. They had her sexually frustrated and needing release. Maybe she was confusing the need for sex with attraction. But damn, Frank did know how to please her.
Teagan felt empty as Frank stepped back, but her emptiness didn’t last long. He wrapped her in his arms, planting gentle kisses on her face.
"You’re an amazingly beautiful woman, Teagan Topaz."
She blushed, unused to so many compliments.
"I could make love to you all night long."
Teagan’s stomach grumbled before she had a chance to respond.
"But first, I must feed you."
She laughed nervously.
"You’ll need energy for what I have in store for you."
"What about Susan?" Teagan asked. As exciting as the prospect sounded, his sister lived in his house and would be returning home eventually.
"We’ll worry about that after dinner."
Frank helped Teagan put her clothes back in order, and then kissed the tip of her nose. "I’d rather have dessert first…"
Sunday, December 12, 2010
12 Days of Christmas - Day 3
I accomplished a good amount of shopping yesterday.
The family convened around the tree at 7pm to decorate and were scattered by 8:30. Overall, a success! :o) Today will be another day of shopping for me. While the DH hangs with the guys watching football I’ll be shopping for him!
Now on the fun stuff!
The family convened around the tree at 7pm to decorate and were scattered by 8:30. Overall, a success! :o) Today will be another day of shopping for me. While the DH hangs with the guys watching football I’ll be shopping for him!
Now on the fun stuff!
Courtesy of random.org our winner of the Day 2 contest is: Susan
Please send me an email to amberskyze @ aol.com to claim your prize.
Please send me an email to amberskyze @ aol.com to claim your prize.
Today’s question: What is the name of the Limo driver? Hint - it's in the excerpt.
Blurb:
Ever wonder about the face behind the voice of a radio DJ?
Nina Walters has. She can’t get enough of disc jockey Ty’s sexy baritone. He has her masturbating to his voice daily. When he challenges his listeners to a contest Nina can't resist the challenge, the opportunity and will use every advantage she has or can find.
Ty is offering a dream date, with him, to one lucky winner. He’s positive no one will guess the answer correctly. So, when Nina does he’s floored. Being a man of his word, he goes through with the date. Sparks fly, but secrets linger. Will their heat for one another be enough to ride the waves of deception?
Ever wonder about the face behind the voice of a radio DJ?
Nina Walters has. She can’t get enough of disc jockey Ty’s sexy baritone. He has her masturbating to his voice daily. When he challenges his listeners to a contest Nina can't resist the challenge, the opportunity and will use every advantage she has or can find.
Ty is offering a dream date, with him, to one lucky winner. He’s positive no one will guess the answer correctly. So, when Nina does he’s floored. Being a man of his word, he goes through with the date. Sparks fly, but secrets linger. Will their heat for one another be enough to ride the waves of deception?
Excerpt:
Nina struggled to keep up with him. She couldn’t imagine why he was ignoring her. She hung up on Cindy with no explanation. She needed to find out what was wrong with Ty. She watched him climb into the front of the limo. When she reached the door she pulled on the lever.
Locked. She knocked on the black-tinted window.
No response.
She knocked again, this time louder.
Still no response.
"I know you’re in there, Ty. Please come out and tell me what’s wrong," she pleaded.
Why was he ignoring her? What had she done? Besides waiting for him to come out of the bathroom, she’d thought they were having a good time. What had changed his mind?
Jasper opened his door and stepped out. "Ms. Walters, let me get the door for you." He opened the back door and waited for her to step in.
"I’m not getting in until Ty explains to me what the hell is going on." Her voice grew louder as her frustration mounted.
"Ms. Walters, please."
She knew she was making Jasper uncomfortable, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t understand what was going on.
"I’m not moving, so either you have Ty get his ass out of the car and talk to me, or you can leave me here."
Jasper closed the door and disappeared into the limo, leaving her standing there.
Just fucking great. Was he going to take her seriously and leave her? He wouldn’t would he? This was ridiculous. Was he some kind of weirdo? Did he do this often? They’d shared an incredible day. What the fuck was going on?
She counted to one hundred. No one exited the limo, but it didn’t drive away either. Maybe that was a good sign. She paced the length of the limo racking her brain. She couldn’t figure it out, unless…
Oh shit!
Had he heard her conversation with Cindy? She hadn’t said enough to have him understand—had she? She’d continually looked over her shoulder to see if he was coming. Had he snuck up on her and listened to her private conversation? That would have been rude. But still, she couldn’t wrap her thoughts around what would make him so mad. She hadn’t said anything incriminating. If she had and he was pissed Cindy could lose her job.
That would be the nightmare of all nightmares.
When she reached two hundred and still no Ty, she went back to his side and knocked on the window.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Naughty St. Nick Contest - Day 1
Welcome to Friday! I'm looking forward to this weekend so I can finally get some shopping done. Today I'm celebrating the release of Naughty St. Nick and the kick-off of my 12 days of Christmas contest.
Rules: Comment with the correct answer to the question and you'll be in the running for a copy of Naughty St. Nick.
Simple right?
Question: What's the apartment # of the guy she fantasizes about? The answer is in the excerpt!
Buy Link: Aspen Mountain Press
Emily pattered over to the front door. She peered through the peephole.
"Hmmm, I swear I heard the doorbell." She threw opened the door against the bitter cold of the winter storm brewing outside. Shivering, she bent over the threshold and glanced in both directions. Her skin pebbled from the snowflakes landing on her bare arms.
"Strange, I know the doorbell rang." She was about to close the door when she noticed a small brown box, sitting off to the right.
Intrigued, she placed a sock covered foot into the icy snow and retrieved the box. She quickly slammed the door and hurried back to her blanket on the couch. She nestled under the red fuzzy blanket. Turning the box in her hands she looked for an addressee.
"Nothing." She couldn’t help but wonder if it were meant for her or if someone left it on her doorstep mistakenly. She shook the box. Something bounced around inside. Unable to fight her curiosity any longer she tore open the package. There inside was a mistletoe-colored finger butt plug, with little white snowmen on it. Tingling sensations warmed her body straight down to her core. Thoughts of teasing the rim of her ass with the humming vibrator tantalized her.
She needed to know who sent it. Digging deeper into the box she searched for a card or anything cluing her in to who the sender was. She found a tiny note card that read:
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave me to, one butt plug a hummin’.
Emily thought she’d explode into orgasm right then and there. The idea of someone wanting to charge her ass to life enthralled her. Filled with an arousal that ran deep, Emily knew she had to pleasure herself.
Heat from the flames crackling in the fireplace warmed her chilled body, smoothing her skin. The television blared in the background, but Emily tuned it out. She’d been watching a movie about a money heist on a train or something crazy. It hadn’t held her attention. Turning the plug over in her hands, she found something that gripped her total attention. She couldn’t imagine who would send her something so erotic.
Settling into the pillow she closed her eyes and pictured the guy from Six A, as the bearer of her gift. His wavy blond hair and those piercing green eyes charged her body. She’d fantasized about him a few times. Oh who was she kidding she masturbated to the image of his shit eating grin too many times to count.
Emily longed to run her hand over his taunt abs. She wanted to trace a finger along the vee that disappeared below the trim of his pants to see if it went down to his cock, which she knew would be large and bulging. It seemed hard to believe she’d been drooling over him since summer.
After she witnessed his body in scant clothing she wanted a piece of him.
Rules: Comment with the correct answer to the question and you'll be in the running for a copy of Naughty St. Nick.
Simple right?
Question: What's the apartment # of the guy she fantasizes about? The answer is in the excerpt!
Buy Link: Aspen Mountain Press
Nick has fought his attraction to Emily since the summer. Work and other commitments have kept him from pursuing a relationship. Christmas is upon them and Nick finds he has free time on his hands. He devices a little plan to get her sexy body prepared for what he hopes will be a night of passion she’ll never forget.Someone is sending Emily erotic toys. The naughty notes attached are charging her dormant body to life with promises of red hot sex. She’s not sure who her secret Santa is, but if he’s truly following the Twelve Days of Christmas she’s about to find out.Will Emily succumb to this Naughty St. Nick?
Emily pattered over to the front door. She peered through the peephole.
"Hmmm, I swear I heard the doorbell." She threw opened the door against the bitter cold of the winter storm brewing outside. Shivering, she bent over the threshold and glanced in both directions. Her skin pebbled from the snowflakes landing on her bare arms.
"Strange, I know the doorbell rang." She was about to close the door when she noticed a small brown box, sitting off to the right.
Intrigued, she placed a sock covered foot into the icy snow and retrieved the box. She quickly slammed the door and hurried back to her blanket on the couch. She nestled under the red fuzzy blanket. Turning the box in her hands she looked for an addressee.
"Nothing." She couldn’t help but wonder if it were meant for her or if someone left it on her doorstep mistakenly. She shook the box. Something bounced around inside. Unable to fight her curiosity any longer she tore open the package. There inside was a mistletoe-colored finger butt plug, with little white snowmen on it. Tingling sensations warmed her body straight down to her core. Thoughts of teasing the rim of her ass with the humming vibrator tantalized her.
She needed to know who sent it. Digging deeper into the box she searched for a card or anything cluing her in to who the sender was. She found a tiny note card that read:
On the first day of Christmas my true love gave me to, one butt plug a hummin’.
Emily thought she’d explode into orgasm right then and there. The idea of someone wanting to charge her ass to life enthralled her. Filled with an arousal that ran deep, Emily knew she had to pleasure herself.
Heat from the flames crackling in the fireplace warmed her chilled body, smoothing her skin. The television blared in the background, but Emily tuned it out. She’d been watching a movie about a money heist on a train or something crazy. It hadn’t held her attention. Turning the plug over in her hands, she found something that gripped her total attention. She couldn’t imagine who would send her something so erotic.
Settling into the pillow she closed her eyes and pictured the guy from Six A, as the bearer of her gift. His wavy blond hair and those piercing green eyes charged her body. She’d fantasized about him a few times. Oh who was she kidding she masturbated to the image of his shit eating grin too many times to count.
Emily longed to run her hand over his taunt abs. She wanted to trace a finger along the vee that disappeared below the trim of his pants to see if it went down to his cock, which she knew would be large and bulging. It seemed hard to believe she’d been drooling over him since summer.
After she witnessed his body in scant clothing she wanted a piece of him.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
On the Mend
I'm slowly making my way back. While I'm not fully ready to enter the world of the living, I can in short spurts. Thanks to all of you who emailed asking how I'm doing. I truly appreciate your emails and kind words.
Today I have two reviews to share with you. One is for Play With Me, the final book in the Freedom Fantasies series. Terrihawk over at Night Owl Reviews had some nice things to say. You can read the review here.
Kimberley Spinney over at Sensual Reads had wonderful things to say about Adrift. You can read that review here.
That's all I have for today. Friday begins my 12 days of Christmas contest. I'll be giving away a book a day during the contest. Friday also marks my release of Naughty St. Nick from Aspen Mountain. Don't forget to stop back.
Today I have two reviews to share with you. One is for Play With Me, the final book in the Freedom Fantasies series. Terrihawk over at Night Owl Reviews had some nice things to say. You can read the review here.
Kimberley Spinney over at Sensual Reads had wonderful things to say about Adrift. You can read that review here.
That's all I have for today. Friday begins my 12 days of Christmas contest. I'll be giving away a book a day during the contest. Friday also marks my release of Naughty St. Nick from Aspen Mountain. Don't forget to stop back.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Guest Blogging
Today I'm over at Seven Sexy Scribes sharing an excerpt from an oldie, but a goodie.
Yesterday I was featured on Heather Hiestand/Anh Leod's blog. I'm having a contest for commenter's. The contest runs through Dec 2 - so stop by for your change to win an ebook of your choice from my backlist.
Yesterday I was featured on Heather Hiestand/Anh Leod's blog. I'm having a contest for commenter's. The contest runs through Dec 2 - so stop by for your change to win an ebook of your choice from my backlist.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
It's All Unofficial ;)
Today is an unofficial anniversary for me and the DH. I say unofficial because he decided we weren’t going to celebrate it after we got married. LOL It’s still special to me because it was when we first started dating. So I’ll give him a card or something cute.
This week will be busy. I received edits for Naughty St. Nick, received a revision letter from one of my publishers for a story I subbed and finishing up another story before Nano. I’m doing an unofficial version – I know there’s that word again. Unofficial, unofficial, unofficial. Okay that’s it for that word today.
Two friends and I do Nano every year. I normally reach the goal, but I’ve yet to submit the finished manuscript. Why bother you’re asking. This year I’m determined to submit the one I’m writing. I’m using this story for the agent appointment I’m doing at the NEC Conference in April. Maybe it will be sold before then, maybe not.
We had a fun weekend, but it flew by too quickly. I worked until Friday night until something like 2am. Sunday we spent the day with the granddaughter. She’s growing so fast. She’s a smart little bugger. She knows how to worm her way with Grandma and Grandpa. More grandpa, who she has wrapped around her little bitty finger. :o)
Anyway off to get some of this work done.
Happy Anniversary Honey!
Happy Monday!
This week will be busy. I received edits for Naughty St. Nick, received a revision letter from one of my publishers for a story I subbed and finishing up another story before Nano. I’m doing an unofficial version – I know there’s that word again. Unofficial, unofficial, unofficial. Okay that’s it for that word today.
Two friends and I do Nano every year. I normally reach the goal, but I’ve yet to submit the finished manuscript. Why bother you’re asking. This year I’m determined to submit the one I’m writing. I’m using this story for the agent appointment I’m doing at the NEC Conference in April. Maybe it will be sold before then, maybe not.
We had a fun weekend, but it flew by too quickly. I worked until Friday night until something like 2am. Sunday we spent the day with the granddaughter. She’s growing so fast. She’s a smart little bugger. She knows how to worm her way with Grandma and Grandpa. More grandpa, who she has wrapped around her little bitty finger. :o)
Anyway off to get some of this work done.
Happy Anniversary Honey!
Happy Monday!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Cover Art - Naughty St. Nick
Not much going on today, so I'll leave you with cover art from my Christmas story coming Dec 10th. 
Have a wonderful weekend!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Iz Sic
First things first MARIA you won Tina Donahue's contest. Please contact me for the information.
Okay, so I’m sick. I knew this was inevitable. Being around all the people last weekend and running non-stop for six days straight was likely to compromise my immune system. Whatever it is my body is trying to fight it, but I’m slowly weakening. I’m thinking a day in bed is needed, but the day job isn’t feeling it.
The DH was so sweet last night. My throat hurt so much and he knows I can’t stomach tea. I wish I could because I really wanted some yesterday. Anyway, the DH made me Caffeine Free Hot Cocoa. (He also knows I can only have a limited amount of caffeine) It’s called Good Night Kisses. We bought it last week while in Hershey. Well it knocked me out! LOL
In other news:
I received my cover art for Naughty St. Nick and can’t wait to share it with everyone – in a few days. :o)
I’m also to a point where I’ll be able to submit the partial to my editor. I’m excited.
Off to chill out with some hot soup or something.
Happy Monday!
Okay, so I’m sick. I knew this was inevitable. Being around all the people last weekend and running non-stop for six days straight was likely to compromise my immune system. Whatever it is my body is trying to fight it, but I’m slowly weakening. I’m thinking a day in bed is needed, but the day job isn’t feeling it.
The DH was so sweet last night. My throat hurt so much and he knows I can’t stomach tea. I wish I could because I really wanted some yesterday. Anyway, the DH made me Caffeine Free Hot Cocoa. (He also knows I can only have a limited amount of caffeine) It’s called Good Night Kisses. We bought it last week while in Hershey. Well it knocked me out! LOL
In other news:
I received my cover art for Naughty St. Nick and can’t wait to share it with everyone – in a few days. :o)
I’m also to a point where I’ll be able to submit the partial to my editor. I’m excited.
Off to chill out with some hot soup or something.
Happy Monday!
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Raine Delight is in the house
Please give a warm welcome to a great friend and fellow AMP author Raine Delight. She's blogging about Shifters and has given us a few blurbs.
Shifters, shifters everywhere
I love shifter books. The raw, primal feeling these guys and gals have amid the pages really has me glued to the book, flipping the pages so fast it looks like I am a NASCAR race. My favorite shifter book has to be by Deborah Cooke. Her Dragonfire novels are one spellbinding story from start to finish. When I sit down with one of her books, I am blown away by the way she created this world and populated with shape-shifting dragons. Now who doesn’t like a good dragon story? I love them. In my Devon Falls book, Fiery Magic, I got the idea to make one of the characters a dragon and the heroine called him “pretty”. Now tell me, are dragons “Pretty”? To me they are wild, primal and pure fun as in the case of Smokey from Yasmine Galenorn’s Otherworld series. Each author makes the shifter, be it dragon, wolves, tigers or, heck, even ferrets, their own and they each incorporate something that will have the reader clamoring for more.
In Fiery Magic, we met the Dracon twins; one is a dragon shifter, the other a wolf shifter; one family-many generations- who are shifters of some kind. I made my shifters a bit different, where each person in this large family, is something different. They didn’t get bit by the animal; case in point a werewolf, but were born as a shifter of some kind. It is the magic in their blood that defines what they become. Eventually we will meet a cousin of Rod and Damien Dracon- a woman who, in this large family of shifters, has no shifter powers what so ever. What do you do if you have no powers but what god/goddess gave you? That is the question I will ask her and her hero………eventually. :-)
My next Devon Falls book introduces a new character in Michael Barnes, who is a rare white tiger shifter who is all alone with no pride. He roams from place to place and is friends with Damien Dracon, who tries to get him to Devon Falls to no avail in years before. He was an interesting character to write about. Here you have a lonely, quiet man who has no place to call “Home”. He longs for mate, hearth and kits of his own but knows that with no pride; he is limited in his choices…….or so he thinks. We meet the woman who will knock him flat on his back and show him that home is where the heart is in Moonlight & Magic.
Shifters are a world where readers and authors can explore with pure enjoyment. I love reading them and hope to eventually expand on shifters as an author to include Kitsunes and others that fire the imagination. In the meantime, I am going to sit with my dragons and explore their world because Ms. Cooke and Ms.Galenorn are calling me from the bookcases. So what are your favorite shifters to enjoy? Any author you love that write about shifters?
Haunting Magic Buy link: http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/paranormal/romance/haunting-magic/prod_112.html
A werewolf claims his mate. Will she accept him before the end of Samhain?Rodrick Dracon is the twin heir to the Dragon Inn. When he finds himself longing for a mate after being footloose and fancy free, he finds himself drawn to the most obnoxious, brassy woman he has ever met: Jaxon Sinclair. She is the one woman who doesn't melt when he goes by or hangs on his every word. She is just aggravating and down right sexy as sin! Soon the sparks fly, passion goes into boiling and Halloween approaches. Can a wolf shifter get this woman to heel before the full moon? Or can Jax turn the tables on this ladies man and tame the wolf? Moonlight & Magic Buy Link:
Blurb: 
Can a were-tiger convince one stubborn woman that she is his for all time and show her that falling in love is just as sinful as a chocolate kiss?
Can a were-tiger convince one stubborn woman that she is his for all time and show her that falling in love is just as sinful as a chocolate kiss?
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Home Again!
Wow! I feel like I’ve been out of touch with the real world for a week. Oh, I have. I returned late last night from Romanticon 2010. Ellora’s Cave puts on one helluva party. I drooled all over the cavemen. LOL
When Angelo walked in to the meet and greet, my DH said, “Oh I know him, he’s plastered all over the house.”
This is true. He’s on the cover of Dante’s Desire, which I think is one hot cover. I must say, Angelo is ten times hotter in person and his accent will melt you. I know a Latin lover will show up in a future book.
I also got to meet an amazing group of authors. I formed new friendships and bonded with many I’ve known online. My hubby was a great sport about being at a conference. A few women brought their husbands.
I came home to so much good news. First Adrift received a Top Pick 5 star review from Night Owl Reviews. If you’d like to see what they had to say, check it out here:
http://www.nightowlreviews.com/nor/Reviews/Ursshebear-reviews-Adrift-by-Amber-Skyze.aspx
Adrift was also the Fresh pick on October 9th over at Fresh Fiction. Talk about publicity. Do you know how many people they reach daily? I couldn’t ask for better promo. :0)
Lastly, I received a contract for my Christmas story – Naughty St. Nick. It will be released on December 10th from Aspen Mountain Press. They published my first Christmas story two years ago. YAY.
Today I have to spend the day getting caught up around the house and at work. I’m hoping to get some pics up from Romanticon and finish the quickie I was working on before I left.
When Angelo walked in to the meet and greet, my DH said, “Oh I know him, he’s plastered all over the house.”
This is true. He’s on the cover of Dante’s Desire, which I think is one hot cover. I must say, Angelo is ten times hotter in person and his accent will melt you. I know a Latin lover will show up in a future book.
I also got to meet an amazing group of authors. I formed new friendships and bonded with many I’ve known online. My hubby was a great sport about being at a conference. A few women brought their husbands.
I came home to so much good news. First Adrift received a Top Pick 5 star review from Night Owl Reviews. If you’d like to see what they had to say, check it out here:
http://www.nightowlreviews.com/nor/Reviews/Ursshebear-reviews-Adrift-by-Amber-Skyze.aspx
Adrift was also the Fresh pick on October 9th over at Fresh Fiction. Talk about publicity. Do you know how many people they reach daily? I couldn’t ask for better promo. :0)
Lastly, I received a contract for my Christmas story – Naughty St. Nick. It will be released on December 10th from Aspen Mountain Press. They published my first Christmas story two years ago. YAY.
Today I have to spend the day getting caught up around the house and at work. I’m hoping to get some pics up from Romanticon and finish the quickie I was working on before I left.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Christmas In July Winners and new Contests!!!!!
Lots going on and a ton of chances to win with new contests, so Enjoy!
Christmas In July Winner - brandyzbooks@...!
You won the Talk Dirty To Topaz Tote bag. Send me an email with your snail mail address to amberskyze at gmail dot com.
Runners Up - louiesbaby13@ and sasluvbooks@...You’ve both won a copy of any of my back list books. You can check out the list of books at http://amberskyze.blogspot.com/ and then send an email with your choice to AmberSkyze AT AOL dot COM.
You won the Talk Dirty To Topaz Tote bag. Send me an email with your snail mail address to amberskyze at gmail dot com.
Runners Up - louiesbaby13@ and sasluvbooks@...You’ve both won a copy of any of my back list books. You can check out the list of books at http://amberskyze.blogspot.com/ and then send an email with your choice to AmberSkyze AT AOL dot COM.
Another group of wonderful women asked me to be part of their blog and I agreed. I’m there every Tuesday. The first week of August we’re all giving away a prize so be sure to stop in each day for your chance to win! A Pinch Of Romance – http://apinchofromance.blogspot.com/
New Contest:
Amber’s Christmas In August Contest – August 1st thru August 31st contest closes at midnight EST on the 31st. To win a Dante’s Desire tote bag full of prizes – hat, t-shirt, mouse pad, key chain, notebook and some other goodies you have to:
1. Sign up for my newsletter (over to the left)
2. Send me an email with Dante’s Desire as the subject to – amberskyze AT gmail DOT com
This is gift is only open to residents of the US and Canada. If a winner from somewhere else is chosen I'll offer a gift card.
This is gift is only open to residents of the US and Canada. If a winner from somewhere else is chosen I'll offer a gift card.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Nothing New
Jon Bon Jovi has aged well!
Not much going on with me. Still editing the Romantic Comedy to get off to my editor.
Happy Hump Day!
Update: My awesome friend Raine Delight has spotlighted my M/M books today and has such nice things to say about ME! *grins and blushes* Stop by if you get a chance.
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