Sabrina York Celebrates her Anniversary with Giveaways Galore!

It’s almost April. The birds are chirping in the trees and the skies are no longer filled with snow-laden clouds.

And I am excited because April marks one year for me as a published author. My first book, Adam’s Obsession, released on April 4^th, 2012. It’s been an exciting journey ever since. I've met some of the most amazing people and made some really wonderful friends.

I want to thank my readers and my fans for all their support. It really means a lot.

I am excited to report that I now have ten titles out and four more coming soon…plus a bunch in the hopper!  

I've included a list below with links if you’re tempted.

I am even trying my hand at self publishing. Rebound, the first novella in the Tryst Island Series releases in April. I am so excited about that, you know I just have to give one away to a lucky commenter! Just mention the title in the comments section below and I’ll add you to the drawing.

Here’s the blurb:

Rebound by Sabrina York

Kristi Cross has had the hots for her friend, Cameron Jackson as long as she can remember, but she knows she’s not his type. She’s nothing like the women he dates. So when he suggests they play for a kiss over a game of Hearts, Kristi can’t resist. Even if she loses, she wins. Because she’s finally going to taste him.

Of course, one kiss can quickly become something altogether steamier, especially when both parties are on the rebound…

And if you’re in the mood for a super quick, steamy read, check out my most recent release, Man Hungry, a Quickie from Ellora’s Cave:

Man Hungry by Sabrina York

Blind dates are hell. At least that’s what Justin thinks before he’s set up with Jessica, a sizzling-hot schoolteacher who captures his heart—or at least his lust—at first sight. He can’t let their date fail so he does what any sane, rational prankster would do—he pretends he’s there to meet someone else. A man-hungry schoolmarm.

Jessica knows full well that Justin is her date, so she decides to have a little fun and show him exactly how man hungry a “schoolmarm” can be. And Jessica’s hunger is all for Justin. On the dance floor, atop a table, up against a door…she just can’t get enough.

A Romantica® erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

And yes, if you mention the title in the comments section below, you could win a copy of Man Hungry as well!

***ENTER TO WIN SABRINA’S TIARA***

Oh, and this is important! March 31st is the LAST DAY to enter my Tiara Giveaway.

Well…until I decide to give away another. My bling closet is getting kind of cluttered. (But darling, if you’re going to be a hoarder, shouldn’t you be hoarding bling?”)

To enter, just sign up for the Royal Hotsheet (Sabrina’s Newsletter). Newsletter subscribers are eligible to win all coming contests as well as random giveaways. Because, have I mentioned? Tiara closet? Cluttered?

Send an email with "Enter Me" in the subject line (this is erotica, after all) to sabrina@sabrinayork.com. If you want to win a copy of Man Hungry, mention that in the body of the email!

The drawing will be March 31, 2013. It is a completely random drawing. I made it a point to have the one person on the planet who ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT CARE about the results draw the winner.

That is, after all, what teenage sons are for.

Remember, only one entry per person, but if you refer your friends you will earn bonus entries.

Refer Your Friends Bonus Entries
Tell your friends about Sabrina York, Her Royal Hotness. If they sign up for Sabrina's Hotsheet you earn another entry, plus a chance at a Referrals Only drawing for more bling. (NOTE: They must tell me that you referred them in the message box so I can give you credit).

Good luck!!!

About Sabrina York

Sabrina is an award winning author of erotic romance with nearly a dozen titles available, ranging from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic horror. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york or Facebook.

Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on her webpage (www.sabrinayork.com) or explore on Amazon or at Ellora’s Cave.

Click here for information about Sabrina's Royal Street Team

Books by Sabrina York

Adam’s Obsession (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

Dark Fancy (Erotic Regency, Ellora’s Cave)

Extreme Couponing (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

Five Alarm Fire (Erotic Contemporary for the High Octane Heroes Anthology, Cleis Press)—coming soon

Folly (Erotic Regency, Ellora’s Cave)

Lust Eternal (Erotic Fantasy, Ellora’s Cave) —coming soon

Pushing Her Buttons (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

Making Over Maris (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave) —coming soon

Man Hungry (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

Rebound: A Tryst Island Erotic Romance (Erotic Contemporary, Available soon on Amazon)

Rising Green (Erotic Horror, Ellora’s Cave)

Saving Charlotte (Erotic Contemporary for the Smokin' Hot Firemen Anthology, Cleis Press)

Training Tess (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

Trickery (Erotic Contemporary with Magical Elements, Ellora’s Cave Hex Line)

Tristan’s Temptation (Erotic Contemporary, Ellora’s Cave)

NEW YEAR - NEW GOALS - EXCITING NEWS

Hello everyone,

Well the big day with the jolly guy in red has come and gone.  I hope you had a fab time with family and friends and Santa delivered some great goodies.  This year I decided not to give STUFF, but chose things like passes to the Snowplanet – an indoor skiing place not far from here, and a booklet of movie passes.  Sometimes I think we just get too much stuff and it becomes claustrophobic. 

Isn’t it great when you get exciting news and you just want to share it?  Well, I’ve got a double dose of it.

First off – I recently got word that I had sold The Bachelor Prince to Entangled Publishing.  This is a new category romance market publisher (mostly of ebooks) and they are super successful.  I’m so thrilled to be with Entangled.  The Bachelor Prince will be released in June 2013.

And secondly…. three of my books  - No Sex Necessary, The Sheikh’s Proposal and In Love with the Sheikh have been sold to a Manga company in Japan.  No release date or covers yet.  Manga if you don’t know it is a Japanese style of comic strip which is in novel form and covers all genres, not just the young adult market.

The New Year is virtually upon us and I know you all start thinking about goals for the New Year.  The thing is we often make them and then by about the end of the first week they’ve gone by the wayside.

I’ve got lots of exciting things happening in my writing world for next year.  Today I contracted a wonderfully talented web lady to pull my site apart and re do it.  She’s also going to teach this seriously technically challenged writer how to manage her own web site.  I mean really folks, I learned to type a millennium ago on a manual typewriter, so this gal has come a long way!

Then in February, all going well, I’m going to launch a blog a week giveaway.  What I aim to do is reach out to you all.  Who wants a free book!  Yep, it’ll be contests and just plain old give aways because I want to, and interviews with some fabulous writers of all genres.  Gotta get this all organized yet, but it will happen.  So, they’ll be lots going on in my world for y’all. 

And just in case you’re still in the Santa mode, here’s an excerpt of Desperately Seeking Santa.  (and yes I got the idea of the title from the Madonna movie!)

EXCERPT – DESPERATELY SEEKING SANTA

“Mrs. Santa’s pissed. The whole bottle this time. You’ve got to do it, Mandy. You’re the only staff I can let loose on those...”

Mandy Brooks’ boss leveled his gaze on the raucous tide of children already beating a hasty path through lingerie, jewelry and the cosmetics counters with one destination in mind.

Santa’s Grotto.

He turned decidedly green as each sticky hand sideswiped the delicate lingerie in passing.

Mandy knew the color well. In fact she was intimate with it right at this moment. Play Santa’s helper?  Hell no.

“You are joking, right? Me. Wear that!” With distaste clearly souring her mouth she picked up the infamous Mrs. Santa’s costume. Infamous because there was barely anything of it. “Lordy, if this was a fancy dress party, or some sleazy bar, I’d understand, but why subject kids to this?”

“It was all they had left.” Fraser Maxwell’s tone took on a decided whine; a sound she’d come to recognize, and hate over the last eighteen months of working at Wentworths. Thank God he was leaving, sectioned off to another of the exclusive store’s outlets. The buzz was there was a new owner. Hence Maxwell didn’t want to look bad and she had to play Santa’s sidekick, Mrs. S.

Damn it. Mandy hated Christmas. Everyone having fun. Spending far too much. Leaving.

Shut that thought off, Brooks. Mandy clamped down her frustration. Shame she couldn’t do the same thing to her brain. But hell, it was the same every year. Every Christmas. Memories. Man, she hated them.

You made them, don’t forget.

As if!  She didn’t do Christmas. It was a time for family, fun and friends, and she had decided five long years ago the whole kit and caboodle was definitely overrated.

That’s because Tate Sullivan dumped you.

Did not. She’d been the dumpee, she argued silently.

Yeah, but on Christmas Day. Not a good look, Brooks.

She silenced the internal argument because right now she had a different problem.  One look at Maxwell and his oversized belly protruding over a definitely too tight belt and she knew his suggestion was no joke. His sour face dared her to refuse.

She tried a different tack. “But I’m the assistant manager.”

“Exactly my point,” he reiterated. “Your job is to fix problems.”

“And I can fix it by wearing this?” She dangled the offending skimpy number in front of her.

“Well, what are you waiting for?”

“For a way out,” she answered truthfully.

Her boss offered her no hint of sympathy and mopped his sweaty brow with a once white handkerchief. “There isn’t, not if you want to stay employed at Wentworth’s,” he said destroying any remaining smidgen of hope.

Bug eyed, Mandy realized she had been soundly roped into a corner. She didn’t like it. Oh, no siree, not one little bit, but what’s a career girl to do?

Whatever it takes, Mandy Brooks. Whatever!

“Thank goodness it only comes once a year,” she grumbled and sidestepped Maxwell.

“Don’t forget your costume.”

Mandy stilled. Damn. She’d hoped he’d forget it and she could have chosen something a tad more discernable.

Wrong!

She eyed the outfit with increasing distaste. “I’m not wearing...”

“Oh, yes you are.” He snapped his fingers. “Come on, time is money, your money, if you get my drift.”

Oh she got it all right. She snatched the offending outfit from his chubby fist and stomped off to the ladies’ bathroom. She could have gone to the changing rooms, but there was no way on this earth she would change into Mrs. Santa’s outfit, something out of a Victoria’s Secret catalogue, in front of other shoppers.

Ensconced in the ladies’ bathroom, Mandy shucked out of her suit. Her very expensive Armani suit. Okay, so it was a knock down, but it was Armani nevertheless.

“And I have to replace it with this.” She held up the tasteless outfit between forefinger and thumb.

The dress was short. Far too short.

She yanked the zip down and slipped it over her head. The silk caressed her skin as it slid down her length.

 This...was...oh, my God, it virtually had no front. The neckline plunged low and the barely there boa feather covered...well, hell fire, absolutely zip. Nada.

This was bad. Very, very bad.

 

Hoping you all have a great new year, have a glass of bubbly for me!

Best wishes for the New Year and many blessings to you all.

Happy writing

Jane Beckenham