Why don’t you tell us a little about yourself. How did you start writing?
My career started twenty years ago while raising two small children. My love of reading romance gave me a desire to write them, so I started off writing short stories for Modern Romance and True Confessions.
What drew you to this particular genre?
Sex… ‘nough said.
(Anne) Oh, I can understand that
What is the single most important part of writing for you?
The Happily Ever After. My first marriage was horrific. Writing about finding love and that forever with someone is important. I do like to address real life issues too.
Where do you start when writing? Research, plotting, outline, or…?
It usually starts with either a title or the hero or heroine. I’m a pantser so outlining isn’t for me.
(Anne) I hear ya. I can only do so much plotting…very little in fact.
How many hours a day to you spend writing? Do you have a routine?
I only spend 1-2 hours a day. Normally around 5am while the rest of the house is asleep and before the dreaded day job.
Tell us a bit about your current release. What inspired it?
My current release deals with loss and grief and how it clouds our judgement. It also deals with infidelity.
I wrote the book because it was something I went through…except the ménage part!
(Anne) And here I thought you’d have a secret to share with me *sighs*
What is your favorite part of this particular story, and why? (Hopefully you can tell us without giving anything away )
Sex on the boat!
Thanks, Amber! And now a sneak at Amber’s upcoming release.
Operation: Second Honeymoon
Avery and Cole are on the verge of their tenth anniversary. Cole is planning a surprise gift aboard a boat. Bathing suits are optional – preferably left behind. The only other thing they need to make this weekend perfect? Owen their next door neighbor.
Out on the open sea, Avery will find herself tied to the rails being tortured in the sweetest ways imaginable. The men take her to delicious heights, only to leave her hanging – if only momentarily. When she demands an orgasm she oversteps the boundaries Cole and Owen have to put her in place. The two men spank her back into submission. There’s nothing like red cheeks to ignite the flames of desire in Cole.
Will a weekend of hot, sweaty sex be enough to rescue them?
“Thanks, Owen.” Cole flipped the steaks as the flame on the grill flared, threatening to char the meat.
The heat from the grill, coupled with the mid-August humidity, caused sweat to form on his brow. A droplet fell into his eye. Cole placed the fork on the side shelf and wiped it away with his apron.
Avery walked out of the house in her hot-pink bikini. Her blonde hair was pulled back, the way she wore it whenever she went down on him. He admired her beautiful face. Cole’s dick instantly stiffened. His wife knew he loved when she wore her hair away from her face. It carried a hot echo of their dating days when Avery would surprise him after work and tease him until he was painfully hard. And that bathing suit. Sweet Jesus. He liked seeing all her beauty displayed for his hungry eyes and the neighbors. Avery was a prize, and he loved having others look.
She strutted across the patio in her high-heeled sandals and rubbed against him. She placed a kiss on Cole’s lips. The sweat didn’t faze her.
“Can’t wait for one of your juicy steaks,” she said.
Cole stepped back and gave his wife’s body the once-over.
“Damn, you’re sexy.” He wanted to bend her over the picnic table and fuck that gorgeous ass. He reached around, pulled her closer again, and copped a feel.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” Avery said.
Cole noticed the twinkle in her blue eyes and knew she was baiting him. She wanted him to bail on the steaks and ravish her inside the house. Tension ticked in his chest, and he wished he had an excuse to send everyone home.
“Get a room, guys.”
Owen’s comment pulled the lovers apart.
“Oh, Owen, someday you’ll find your own woman, and when you do, you’ll be just as in love as Cole and I.” Avery turned to Owen and patted his chest in the affectionate way one shared condolences.
“Thanks, Avery. You always know how to make me feel better.”
Cole knew his neighbor was being sarcastic, but playfully.
From a very young age Amber Skyze began making up stories–the only child syndrome. While telling tall tales to her friends she never dreamed of putting words on paper. In fact, if anyone told her she’d write when she grew up, she’d have laughed.
It wasn’t until raising children and reading all those romances that she decided–hey, I can write these. HA! Easier said than done.
When not crafting hot, steamy tales, this New York transplant now resides in Rhode Island with her husband, four children (who force her to work a day job), and three dogs.
She currently writes for Ellora’s Cave, Loose Id and is self-published.
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