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Monday, December 2, 2013

Getting Personal With Author Sabrina York

This week we’re Getting Personal with Author Sabrina York—aka Her Royal Hotness. Sabrina stopped by to talk about the writing life and share an excerpt from her great new zero-to-hero BDSM erotic romance “Making Over Maris” – book 3 in the Wired series.

Her Majesty is also giving away some fantastic goodies on her website. Find out how to enter below!

About Sabrina York 
Her Royal Hotness, Sabrina York, writes naked erotic fiction for fans who like it hot, hard and balls-to-the-wall, and erotic romance and fantasy for readers who prefer a slow burn to passion.

An award winning author of hot, humorous stories for smart and sexy readers, her titles range from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic horror. Connect with her on twitter, on Facebook or on Pinterest . Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on Amazon or wherever e-books are sold. Visit her webpage to check out her books, excerpts and contests. Don’t forget to enter to win the royal tiara!

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And now, let’s get personal with author Sabrina York

What’s the best part of being a writer?
While I love writing—the excitement, the adventure, the discovery—my favorite part of being a writer is meeting readers. Long ago, before I sold my first book, I used to dream of having a reader. Just one reader. Someone who got my sense of humor and appreciated my brilliant turn of phrase (LOL). Someone who felt the emotion I was trying to weave through my words. Got the message I was trying to convey. Someone who wanted to read me again.
I will never forget the first email I got from a reader. Oh, what a thrill that was. But then, I discovered, each message from someone who has enjoyed my books is just as thrilling. I especially enjoyed hearing how much they hated my villains and wanted this to happen. Or that. Because it meant they had lived the story. Felt it. Experienced it.
I had done my job.
I write for the reader.

What’s the most challenging part of writing erotic romance?
I love erotic romance because I have ADD. I want to write so many different kinds of books. You can’t do that in mainstream genres. You can’t switch from fantasy to contemporary to horror under the same name, but in erotic romance, you can. For me, the most challenging thing about the genre is that there are doors that are closed. Some distribution channels have blocks on erotic books (you have to find and unblock them in order to even see my books) and there are review magazines that don’t feature erotic books. Another thing that is challenging is the blurred line between erotic romance and erotica. A lot of people don’t understand the difference, and that can lead to dissatisfaction for readers. My books are, at their core, romances. With lots of steamy sex. I try to brand myself that way and try very hard to be true to that brand.

What is your writing process?
Because I have a demanding day job, I don’t have a daily word count, but I do try to set a weekly goal. If I have the book plotted out (and yes, I am a plotter) and I know the characters, I can write 10,000 words a day. That’s a novella in a weekend. But before you get all excited about that, editing takes a lot longer. Because I write fast, I have a tendency to repeat words a lot and those suckers need to be brutally excised. In my universe, editing a book takes longer than writing it, but I am getting better! My edit time is coming down.

Where do you write?
I write at the dining room table. In bunny slippers. Not very glamorous, I know. When I need a break, or need to think, I go to the local Starbucks and get myself a decaf Venti Americano with sugar free vanilla syrup. I know. BORING. But it works.

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
From my dear friend Cherry Adair, who’s known me since before I became published: “Sabrina, darling. Finish the damn book.”

What are you working on now?
While I have 22 digital titles out there (including 4 self published novellas in the Tryst Island Series) it has always been my dream to see my book on a shelf in a store. So I am working on a proposal for a series I plan to submit to a New York Publisher. I can’t say much about it (because it’s still in the planning phase) but there will be chocolate!

What is your most current release and what is it about?
My latest release is Making Over Maris, the third book in the award winning Wired Series from Ellora’s Cave. (If you’ve read Adam’s Obsession and Tristan’s Temptation, you will remember Jack Maris…the bumbling über-nerd and his co-worker (and secret crush) Sara Grant. This steamy novel continues the erotic story lines of the Trillo-Maris Gang…and steps it up a notch when Jack asks, cajoles, bribes, Sara to help him become attractive to women. What she doesn’t realize is that Jack doesn’t want to be attractive to woman—he wants to be attractive to her. Sara also has no clue that Jack has secrets and is battling a dark past. But when she learns he craves a taste of FemDom, she is delighted to play along.

Their exploration takes them on a journey of lust and love and redemption—and a happy ending they both never dreamed could be theirs.

WARNING: Making over Maris is a Nerd-to-Hot-Hunk sizzling erotic romance. You will never look the same way at a geek in glasses again.

How did you come up with the title?
It just seemed natural. It was the working title and for some reason—just stuck!

What would readers be surprised to know about you?
I am dyslexic. Horribly so. When I was little, they told my mother I would probably never learn to read. She was too stubborn to let that happen and spent hours with me on her lap (Little House on the Prairie anyone?) I guess I’m stubborn too, because when it came time to form my own dreams, I picked the one they said was impossible.

I never intended to be an erotic author. Romance was always my thing. But the first book that sold was Adam’s Obsession, a decidedly erotic romance. And apparently I am very good at it. Who knew?

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’? 
Toddlers and Tiaras. And, if I am being honest here, ANYTHING and tiaras. I LOVE bling.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing? 
So what is this “not writing” thing of which you speak? I am always writing. Even when I am driving to the grocery store. (If you see me coming, get out of the way!)

Describe your perfect evening.
Hmm. Stars in the sky. Toes in the pool. A nice smooth gin gimlet. Hot sexy hunk by my side… ‘Scuse me. I need to go write a scene about that now.

Where’s the one place in the world you’d like to visit?
While I’ve been all over the world, I’ve never been to Scotland. I would love to go to Scotland. And Greece.

Favorite swear word?

Favorite food?
Peanut Butter. Creamy. Because I am classy like that.

Most exciting moment in the past few months?
When I got home from Romanticon (Ellora’s Cave’s smexy conference) to discover that one of the guys I’d met, DeAngelo the Alpha Caveman, was actually on the cover of my book! In addition to being a smoking hot nerd, he was a really sweet guy. For a closer look at this steamy hunk—and who wouldn’t want one?—check out his Facebook page

Any exciting giveaways you want to tell us about?
Because I love the bling, I have an ongoing contest for a sparkly tiara. To enter, sign up for my newsletter (book information, contests and special offers)   

I am also giving away a mega Romanticon Swag basket with bling, books and more. You can find info about it on my webpage.

How can readers check out your work?
The easiest way is to download my FREETeaser Book which includes 75 pages of book blurbs, excerpts and reviews. Get a taste of all my titles to see if it’s something you might like!  Feel free to share with your friends! (Hint, hint!)

Thank for stopping by, Sabrina!  

And now, Darlings, pour yourself something cool to drink and enjoy a taste of “Making Over Maris”

About BOOK
When über-nerd Jack asks Sara to make him more attractive to women, she can’t say no—even though it’s an impossible task. He’s shaggy and doughy and hopelessly inappropriate. He has no style or emotional intelligence but he’s a good person. And a great friend. What Sara never expects? Beneath all that fur and geekiness is a steamy hunk just waiting to emerge.
Jack takes Sara’s regimen very seriously, working out and losing weight until he feels like a new man. He even complies with her command to shave his beard—because Jack didn’t ask Sara to make him over so he would be attractive to other women. He only wants to be attractive to her. They go on a series of fake dates, each hotter and more sinful than the last. It’s not long before Sara discovers Jack’s secret desire to be dominated and what began as an arrangement becomes something amazing—something that could be real.
Inside Scoop: Our hero appreciates Femdom—with the right woman. Our hero doesn’t appreciate perfect strangers grabbing his junk. Ask nicely first, ladies!      


Copyright © SABRINA YORK, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“So… Have you thought about it?” Jack could have kicked himself. He hadn’t intended to burst into her office and blurt it out like that. He’d meant to be suave and slick.
He should have known better.
He’d never been suave and slick.
No. He’d hovered in the vicinity of Sara’s office—after sending Kenny on a meaningless errand—and barged through the door and pounced upon her as soon as Kat left.
“Sit, Jack.”
He plopped into the chair and, because he didn’t know what to do with his hands, laced his fingers.
Sara studied him, dissecting him in that way she had, with her head tipped to the side, wrinkling her button nose. She was so cute when she wrinkled her nose. He forced himself not to wriggle. His cock didn’t listen. Something about her eyes, her lips, her scent, always stirred him.
He shouldn’t have this kind of reaction to her. In the office. Everywhere. But he couldn’t help it. He just did. Always.
When she looked at him like that, when she spoke to him in that clear, commanding voice, it was even worse.
Or better, depending on one’s perspective.
She cleared her throat. “Okay. I’ve thought about it.”
His pulse jerked. “And…?”
She dropped her attention to her blotter and meticulously rearranged several deformed paper clips. His heart pounded a painful tattoo as he waited for her response. “And…” She met his eyes—God, she was gorgeous. “If I do this, we need to have an understanding.”
Relief, or something like it, trickled through him. An understanding was awfully close to an agreement. A promise. “Okay.”
Sara sucked in a breath. “First of all, we need to agree this is an impossible task.”
“Not impossible,” he grumbled. Surely not impossible.
“Okay. Improbable then. My chances of success are…dismal.”
Dismal? Jack’s belly dropped. He fiddled with the wiry hairs on the back of his neck. He didn’t like the way this was going. It was depressing that she thought so poorly of him. “Am I that hideous?”
Her eyes widened. A flush rose on her cheeks. “Oh my God, Jack. No. I didn’t mean it that way.”
“It sounded that way.”
“Jack…” She rubbed her hands over her face. “Okay. How about this? We have a long way to go. Can we agree on that?”
“Sure.” He knew he was pouting. But he had a damn good excuse. She’d pretty much come out and said making him attractive to women—to her in particular—was a hopeless cause.
“My worry is this. I can teach you all the right things to say and coach you on how to act around women, prescribe a diet and exercise plan and even give you a makeover. But if you don’t listen to me—if you don’t follow the plan—I fail.”
“I’ll listen. I’ll follow the plan.” Hell. He’d follow her anywhere she wanted to lead. If she only knew…
Something fierce stirred in her eyes. “It’s not going to be easy, Jack. I’m gonna work you.” Why he shivered at the tone in her voice, he had no clue. Or maybe he did. “I want you to agree to honor our contract—even if you drop the ball.”
“Of course.” He always kept his promises.
“You swear?”
He put a hand over his heart. “I swear.”
She sat back. The fire in her eyes flickered and sputtered out. “Okay. So next week I’m going back East to spend some time with my mother—”
“How long will you be gone?” Damn. He hated it when she was gone.
Pain flashed across her features; her voice dropped. “She’s…not doing well.”
His heart squeezed and he wanted to say something comforting but couldn’t find any words. Sara’s mother had been in and out of the hospital for a year. They were very close. Each time her mother had a relapse, Sara suffered.
Jack had never had a mother so he couldn’t relate but he imagined having one and losing her would be even harder than never having one at all.
“In the meantime, I’ll put together a plan for you.”
“A…plan?” His mind spun. How on earth was this going to work if she wasn’t even here?
“Yes. And you have to follow it.”
“I will.”
She put her hands flat on the desk and skewered him with a glower. “Religiously, Jack.”
“Okay.” He tried to not wriggle in his seat. He loved it when she got all…adamant. “So you’ll do it?”
“Yes,” she sighed. “I’ll do it.”
Relief cascaded through him. Relief and hope. It was a tiny sprig of hope, but hope was hope. “So when do we begin?”
She gazed at him. Some strange emotion he couldn’t interpret flashed over her features. “Now.”
Oh. God. Excitement and satisfaction and panic surged through him. “Now?”
“Yes. I need to do an assessment. You know. To figure out exactly where we are.”
He swallowed. “An assessment?”
“Of your game.”
“Okay.” He liked games. He scooted to the edge of his seat.
“Let’s pretend I’m a woman—”
“You are a woman.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Be serious, Jack.”
“I am being serious.” He was.
“Let’s pretend I’m a woman you see at a bar. And you’re interested.”
Oh. He was.
“What’s the first thing you do?”
Okay. He could wrap his brain around this. He shifted to the side and pulled out his wallet. Found his trusty cheat sheet and unfolded it and spread it flat on the desk.
“What the hell is that?” She gaped at the rumpled, well-worn paper.
“It’s my flowchart.” Duh.
Sara blinked. “You have a flowchart for picking up women.” Not a question.
“Naturally.” Didn’t everyone?
“Let me see that.” Before he could stop her she snatched the paper away. Scanned it. “Oh God.”
He knew what she was seeing. He’d studied this flowchart a hundred times. Still, when she read it aloud, he winced.
“Picking Up Chicks.” She grimaced. “Seriously, Jack? That’s what you named it?”
“Yes.” What else would he name it?
“‘Step One. Assess the situation’. Okay. That works. ‘Does she seem cranky?’ Cranky? Seriously, Jack? Cranky?”
He shrugged. “It’s a critical variable.” It was. It was exceedingly difficult to pick up a cranky woman. “Statistically speaking—”
But Sara ignored him. “‘If Yes: Charm her from her bad mood. If No: Proceed with caution.’” Sara sighed and glanced up at him. “Proceed with caution? We’re not wild animals, Jack.”
“You kind of are.” This he muttered. She didn’t hear. Or maybe she did. Maybe she was ignoring him again. She did that.
With a derisive snort, she crumpled up his precious template for seduction and tossed it in the trash.
With a strangled “eep” he dove in after it, dug it out, refolded it and tucked it back into his wallet. It had never worked but it was all he had. He needed it.
She glared at him. And then for some reason she softened. “Women are not an empirical science, Jack.” She gestured to his wallet. “We’re not all alike. There is no ‘one size fits all’ approach to winning someone’s heart.”
Yeah. He got that. “But you need to have a standard operating procedure—”
“No, ya don’t.” She blew out a breath. He loved the way it made her bangs flutter up. “Don’t you see? This kind of thing comes off as cheesy. Planned. Practiced.”
“And that’s…bad?” How could planning and practice be bad?
“Women don’t want to feel like they’re an insect being dissected or analyzed. They don’t want to be one option in a sea of possibilities. They want to be special. They want a guy who responds to them on an instinctual level. A guy who is so interested, he can’t help but be charming. Not a guy who has to be reminded to be seductive—by an SOP.”
He shook his head. This was all so…alien. “I don’t get it.”
She buried her face in her hands. “No. You don’t. That’s the point. Oh Jack, I’m going to need a couple days to think about this.”
His pulse stuttered. “But you already promised…”
“No. I’ll do it. I did promise to do it. I just need to think about how to do it.”
He relaxed. Okay. Okay. Okay. It would be okay. “Thank you, Sara.”
“Yeah.” Her cell phone buzzed and she picked it up to check the screen. Her lips tightened and she set it back down. “No prob.”
Damn. Why did she seem so dispirited? He’d seen the tears on her cheeks when he interrupted her meeting with Kat. He’d hated her tears. Hated even more that he didn’t have any right to wipe them away.
“Sara.” He waited until she met his gaze. “Thank you.”
This meant everything to him. More than she could ever know.
“Sure, Jack. Give me a couple days to think about this.”
She stared at him for a minute and then said in a very small voice, “You can go now.”
Right. He could go. But he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to go. He wanted to fold her in his arms and hold her and make whatever was making her sad disappear.
He didn’t have that right either.
And he never would.
But for the next few months, he’d have her attention.
And that would be worth a thousand trips to Paris.

Like what you’ve read so far? Find out what happens next. Buy “Making Over Maris” today from Ellora’s Cave, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and other fine eBook retailers

Also by Sabrina York
Dark Duke (Erotic Regency, Ellora’s Cave) —Coming soon
Brigand (Erotic Regency, Ellora’s Cave) —Coming soon


  1. Thanks for having me Gabrielle! What a fun visit!

    1. Thanks for stopping by and introducing us to Jack! You and your hot heroes are welcome back any time!

    2. Thank you Gabrielle!

      I see you have a hot hero of your own! That's Caveman Axl on the cover of Animal Behavior! Woo hoo!!

  2. Mrs. York thanks for let me read a lil about Jack. Aka DeAngelo. Meeting Him. Knowing Him as well as I do is A BIG PLUS IN MY LIFE.
    He is A True Prince. Whom is my Knight my Warrior my SLoVeTaLiAn Man

    1. Gabriella, I hope you enjoy the book! (I KNOW you like the cover!)

      Our cover model on Making Over Maris is Caveman DeAngelo!

  3. Thank you for a great interview and excerpt from Making Over Maris. I love learning more about you and your writing. I grabbed your list of books from this, so I can see what books I have, what I've read and what I need to add to my collection. Have a fabulous day, Your Royal Hotness! :)