Author Showcase & GIVEAWAY CONTEST – Dawn Robertson

1. For those who might not be familiar with you, would you be a dear and tell the readers a little about yourself? How did you get your start in the writing business?

(Dawn) Hi Y’all!  I’m Dawn Robertson. I am most famously known for my Hers series, but have written several other titles. I reside in Florida with my brood of children and pets. Dodging seniors and soaking up the rays on the beach. 
I am not really sure how I got started, really. One day I just started writing and over the course of a year, it turned into a novel.

2.  All writers fear
the dreaded “block”. Please tell us how you handle it.
(Dawn) Typically when I come in contact with my block I will do one of two things. One is stop writing and trying to force it. I will step away from the computer, or read a book. It helps to really free my mind. The second thing is to start working on another book. Which is probably why I have so many projects I am working on at one time. 
3. Contrary to what some people envision about a romance
writer’s life, it’s not all glitz and glam. Well not for the majority of us.
With that bubble sadly busted, when you’re not writing, how to do you spend
your time?
(Dawn) Wrangling children mostly. I have three kids, who are ages six and under. Yes, I said UNDER. So when I say that my life is busy with Mommy duties. It is overrun with being a Mom.
4. I know many writers, such as Dirk and myself, keep their
pastime/career a secret. Do those close to you know you write? If so, what are
their thoughts?
(Dawn) Yes, people close to me know I write. When people ask me what I do for a living, I always proudly proclaim my title as an author. What I don’t tell them is the pen name I write under. Close friends and family know, but if you are outside of that circle you will remain in the dark. I find that it is important with young school-aged children.
5. Will you share with us your all time favorite authors? If
you’re like me, it’s a long list so give us your top ten.
(Dawn) Oh gosh. I hate getting put on the spot like that! 
  1. Abbi Glines
  2.  Tara Sivec
  3.  Colleen Hoover
  4.  Raine Miller
  5.  Sydney Landon
  6.  RL Griffin
  7.  Madeline Sheehan
  8.  Kendall Grey
  9.  Carmen Jenner
  10.  Harper Sloan
6. If you could choose one book to go to the big screen,
yours or otherwise, which book would you choose and whom would you love see
casted in the parts?
(Dawn) Gosh, I would probably pick my own book. Hers, the first in the Hers series. I really think we need more badass chicks on the big screen. Seven, the main character would become a role model for women everywhere.
7. Would you care to tell us what you’re working on now?
That is if it’s not top-secret information. If so, just whisper it in my ear. I
swear it’ll go no further.
(Dawn) Well, I am co-writing a new novel with Author Lily White called The Good Girl. I am also writing the second novel in the Vegas Girl’s series with Jo-Anna Walker. The 5th book in the Hers series is underway as well. Gosh I am all over the place!
I also have a super secret project I am working on. It is going to be the first book in a new series. Because, I am just crazy enough to start another series before I have wrapped the Hers series.
8. Where can we find your stories and is there a particular
reading order?
(Dawn) Ok, these two can be read as stand alone novels: Crashed & Take Me Out.
Uncomplicated: A Vegas Girl’s Tale is the first book in the Vegas Girl’s trilogy.
Then comes the Hers series which goes in this reading order:
Finding Willow
Kink the Halls (novella)
This Girl Stripped
His (Coming 2014)
River (Coming LATE 2014)
9. Would you please share how your present and future fans
can contact you?
(Dawn) I can be found on Facebook at
Twitter: @EroticaDawn
And my email is always open!
10. Before we conclude this enlightening interview, do you
have anything else you’d like to share? The stage is all yours.
(Dawn) Thank you for this opportunity to reach out to your readers!  I hope everyone takes a moment to come by my page and say hi!
Ladies and gents, here’s the part of the show where we announce the giveaway details. This week, the winner will have their choice of either of the two books shared below. 
If you don’t know the drill, let me state the rules. 
The contest will run until Saturday – midnight, central time. On Sunday, Dawn will announce the winner here on a comment and be in touch with you so have your account set to receive messages. 
**Contains: Adult Content and Some Explicit Scenes**

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? 



“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.


Charlotte Windsor is a good girl, for the most part. Growing up with protective older brothers, the Boston Socialite has yet to spread her wings. When she meets tattooed bad boy, Bentley Young, she has no idea he is actually a reluctant real estate mogul. Growing up on the wrong side of the tracks, Bentley has chosen to live a simple life – surrounded by as many beautiful women as possible. He has no intention of settling down. But one chance baseball game will change both of their lives forever. Charlotte and Bentley fall hard for one another and the sparks fly. But a storm is headed their way – ex-lovers, arson, and heartbreak. The game of love is not always a sure thing, sometimes it goes into extra innings…

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As the innings progressed and the Sox started raking in the runs, the crowd became livelier. Mr. Tattoo would turn around and flirt a little, making small talk. Sometimes he’d add his panty-wetting grin as an embellishment. He had no idea how effective it really was. I wanted him. By the time the seventh inning stretch came, to say we were drunk was an understatement. In keeping with Fenway tradition, the music started and we all chimed in on cue, “SWEEEEEEEEET CAROLINNNNNEEEEE BOM BOM BOM!” At that moment, Bentley jumped over the seats, grabbed my hands and pulled me to dance. ‘Can this really be happening?’ I thought. While still managing to enjoy the music and dance like idiots, I noticed that each of my friends was looking on with a measure of concern. But this moment and inside the moment, Bentley and I were perfect together. “GOOD TIMES NEVER FELT SO GOOD! SOO GOOD! SOO GOOD! SOO GOOD!” After the short-lived dance, the tough-looking, mysterious man dropped to his knee serenading me for all to see. Though my face lit up red out of embarrassment, I had never been serenaded before and enjoyed every minute of it. The ballpark photographers all clamored over to take a picture of the scene Bentley had created on the third baseline, clicking away in hopes of selling some souvenirs. When the song ended, he took my hand and placed a small kiss on it, dropped it and headed towards the exit, as though he had planned his early musical exit all along. His touch completely clouded my senses. The rush he caused in me was strongly euphoric, to the extent of which I had never experienced in my entire life. I wanted to touch him back but I was too frozen in shock to go after him.  The onlookers which packed the rows around us had mixed responses to the display. Some stood with their mouths hanging open, while others whispered with their respective neighbors and some cracked jokes about my new boyfriend. The fact was they knew I never get serious about anyone. I had dated around through college, but had never taken a serious boyfriend. I wasn’t planning on doing so until I was done with college in a year. I had too much riding on my last year of college, including a full-time, real world job. I was never going to see him again and a flood of disappointment washed over me. But it didn’t matter, he was gone. That realization flooded me with both disappointment and longing. This beautiful man, who had just sent such a raw desire through me, was gone. Even more than before, I felt I didn’t just want his touch, but that I needed it. I was helpless against the power of my timidity and the strength of the rules which I’d given myself. “I think I am going to head out for one last beer before the game ends.” I headed in the general direction of my new fetish. Jake threw in his two cents. “Uh huh, like you need another beer. Good luck finding him. He’s long gone!” I let out a laugh and hurried away. Making my way down the tunnel my head spun back and forth in search of Bentley. After a few minutes, I gave up. On the way back from my disappointing search, I stopped for a beer. As I reached the section entry, I heard a voice behind me, “You were just going to let me walk away like that?” My heart soared. I turned around to find my new obsession standing so close to me that I could smell him. The mixture of cologne and beer was heavenly. He took me in his arms, right there in the tunnel for anyone to see, putting his arm around my waist tightly, the other on my face softly. As he brushed his knuckles down my cheek, he leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. His lips were warm and inviting. He tasted delicious, of mint mixed with beer. I melted in his arms. The way he made me feel in that moment was so foreign. He might as well have stripped me naked and taken me against the wall with the sensations that were going through my body. The kiss was unlike anything I had felt before. After his romantic gesture he let me go and backed away repeating his question. “Ugh… What the hell? I don’t know where your mouth has been!” I stuttered out. I couldn’t speak worth a shit. What the hell was wrong with me? His spell was potent, so much so that I couldn’t speak. I stuttered out something incoherent. Even I have no idea what I said. He let out a little chuckle at my bitchy demeanor. I was just stuck and confused. Why in hell was I letting this guy touch me and kiss me? The only explanation was that I had officially lost my damn mind. I had tried for years to control my damn behavior and now I was ruining all my hard work by losing control in public? “I’ll take your response as a good thing,” he said, grinning. As he walked away from me I was finally able to breathe again. When he put his arms around me, he’d made me feel naked. I watched him head for the entrance to our seating section, my clothing feeling suddenly constrictive. “I don’t need a guy in my life right now anyway!” I mumbled as I walked back to my seat. As I rounded the corner there was Shay and Jake chatting it up with Bentley. They’re conspiring with the enemy! When they noticed me they pretended like they weren’t doing anything wrong. There was no way I was letting Shay get away with it. As much as I didn’t want to admit to myself that Bentley had made an impression on me, he was the only thing on my mind. The game ended and Shay and I stumbled back to our apartment only a couple of blocks away. When I hit my bed I knew I had overdone it with the alcohol for the night and I was out in seconds.


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18 Responses to Author Showcase & GIVEAWAY CONTEST – Dawn Robertson

  1. Enter me please! Love Dawn and her books! Plus i think Dirk and Kam rock my socks!

  2. Hi Dawn I have Hers and cant wait to start it!!!!

  3. Hi Dawn! Nice to meet another great author….Dirk and Kam know all the best ones. 😉 Can't wait to get started into your books and see what goes on in your mind. I also have three kids 6 and under so I understand the mommy bit overrunning everything else. Thanks for allowing us this opportunity!

  4. You are an inspiration! Hard work and determination seem to trump the obstacles and aggravation of being a writer. Keep writing and thanks for sharing this interview.

  5. Hi Dawn! Hi Kam & Dirk! Thanks for the chance!

  6. Hi Dawn so want to read your books sound very interesting thanks for the chance

  7. Hello there Dawn. So nice to meet you here. Your books sound yummy! Thanks for the giveaway.

  8. thanks for the give away

  9. Hi Dawn and Kameron!! How do you do it Dawn? I'm exhausted just thinking about what your days must be like. Would love to receive either of these books ~ firefighters or baseball players . . . yes, please!!

  10. Hi Dawn! Nice to meet you. Looking forward to reading your books! 🙂

  11. Congrats Shirley!

  12. Congrats, sweetie

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