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Thursday, February 27, 2014

New Releases, Sexy Firemen & An Interview with Dawn Robertson...

Title: Crashed
Release date:  12/30/13
Author:  Dawn Robertson  
Genre:  Romance

Blurb: One Thing Emily Taylor has always longed for is a happily ever after. After a series of losses, betrayals, and a few crap-tastic dating experiences, she has settled into a simple life which includes little more than her cat, work, and a foul-mouthed best friend. Then, she meets Avery....

Avery Martin is a simple man, a country boy at heart who is working at his dream job as a fireman. When he responds to a nasty car accident, he is immediately taken with the petite blonde he finds pinned in the wreckage. Crossing professional lines, he strikes up a friendship with her.
But can they settle for friendship when their forever is staring them in the face?
Or will an ex with a vendetta drive them apart?

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       How long have you been an author?  Almost a full year now.
      What is your favourite genre? I would probably say Romance. It really is all I read or write.

      If someone hasn't read any of your work, what book would you recommend they start with and why?   Oh gosh. It depends on what they like. If they like sweet romance stories then Crashed is the way to go. If they love some Erotica, Hers would be what I would recommend.

      What is the biggest surprise you’ve discovered about the writing process?  Nothing is ever in stone. Ever. Seriously I think I have a book plotted in my head, and 40,000 words in the characters throw me a curveball and shit hits the fan. It is always up in the air.

       Can you tell us about one of your current works in progress?  Oh gosh, I have so many! I am working on the 5th book in the Hers series titled His. Then I am also co-writing a dark erotica novel titled The Good Girl with newcomer Lily White.  Then I am re-publishing the first book I ever wrote with Beau Coup, Take Me Out.
        Name one thing readers would be surprised to know about you.  I sleep with a teddy bear at night. Seriously. I do.

        Name your top three writing goals?  One of them is to really make a genuine career out of it. I love what I do and want to continue on the path I am on. Another is to really make one of the big lists. New York Times, or USA Today best sellers. Isn’t that what we all want?  Another is to write a book my mom can actually read. Ha!

Fun Questions -

        If you had a warning label, what would it say?  CAUTION: Dawn Robertson has absolutely NO FILTER.

        If you had the chance to meet one of your characters privately, who would it be and what would you do?  Oh man, probably Seven James, the heroine from Hers. She is just so… bad ass!

        What is the naughtiest thing you’ve ever done?  I am going to have to plead the 5th on this one!

        Finally, can you give us your contact links?


“What do we need all these blankets for?” Emily questioned while Avery piled them into the back seat of his truck. It was dusk and the sun was slowly starting to set behind the rows of trees which wrapped around the house. The night air was perfect, much cooler than the blazing day had been. It was comfortable, a southern, summer night.

“Trust me,” was all he said while he led her to the side of his pickup. Emily wore a light blue spaghetti strap sun dress which fell just below her knee, complimenting her eyes flawlessly. Her feet were bare; she held a pair of white jeweled flip-flops in her left hand. She slid up into the truck with Avery assisting her, his hand snug around her waist. His heart skipped a beat, taking in her beauty. It seemed like days since he’d been able to truly take a look at her and appreciate everything she had been taking on for him. The thought that she so willingly took this mess on for no other reason but her feelings for him, really made him understand the deeper connection they shared.

“Where are we going?” she questioned again, snapping him out of his daydream. Since dinner, Avery had been unusually quiet. The stress of the situation was starting to get to him and no matter what Emily tried to do to help, she felt as though she was failing. She let it slide, though. Had Jared actually stuck around two years ago when she dealt with her own loss, she would have been more distant than Avery was being.

“My favorite place in Georgia,” he said with a modest smile before rounding the truck to get in himself. The engine roared to life, and they traveled slowly around the back of the house on the grass. Soon enough a small dirt road appeared in between a break in the lush greenery. They drove slowly along the road, which began to slope down toward a small creek. Avery pulled the truck over to the side of the road and reversed it before coming to a stop at the edge of the water, leaving only a few feet from the tailgate to the water.

“When I was a boy, I loved this spot. No matter what bad would come my way, I could always come here and clear my mind.” He paused before turning toward Emily. When their eyes met, fireworks began to fly once again. The days of hurt and pain were slowly drifting away while their attraction drifted back, front and center. “I've never brought anyone here; it was just too special to share—until now...” he added before jumping out of the truck.

Emily followed suit, meeting him at the front of the truck as he walked around. He swept her off her feet, carrying her around to the bed of the truck. She hadn't noticed before they left the house, but he’d thrown in an air mattress, and turned the bed of his truck into a comfy bed. “Join me, my lady?” He lowered her down into the bed of the truck. She lay comfortably on the mattress, resting her sandy hair on a pillow he’d grabbed off his gran's couch. He turned to pull all the extra blankets around them he’d taken before leaving the house.

“Now the blankets make sense, you sneak,” she said with a chuckle. When he jumped over the side of the truck bed, she lost no time before snuggling next to him, resting her head in the crook of his arm. They lay together, speechless, just listening to the soundtrack of nature. The creek ran with the occasional splash, the crickets chirped their own symphony of nature, dogs barked in the distance, and while Emily's head rested on Avery's chest, she marveled at the sound of his heartbeat.


Wow, this sounds like a great read. I'd like to thank Dawn for sharing with us today. Don't for get to pick yourself up a copy of her book.

Best wishes,
~Author Jennifer Labelle~

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