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WIP Wednesday and Grateful Giveaway Contest

Welcome back!  Let's start off this post with my Grateful Giveaway Contest!

It was six weeks ago yesterday that I released Only You on Amazon. I didn't set any expectations or goals for my book. I just new I had a story that I wanted to tell and I hoped that people liked it. I never imagined that I'd reach readers in 11 countries or have an Amazon international best seller, or that after 6 weeks Only You would still be in the top 5 for gay fiction. These amazing things all happened because of my awesome readers and I want to thank you for your support.

My favorite part in this journey has been interacting with my readers. So, my friends and I have come up with an interactive contest that I think will be a lot of fun.  This contest is open to everyone, whether your purchased my book or not.  Four winners will receive a $25 Amazon gift card. 

Let's have a little design-a-date fun for Sebastian and Adam. V-Day is coming up in a few weeks and Sebastian takes Adam on a romantic adventure for two, which turns out to be a misadventure. Contestants need to create the date, be sure to include location, activities, and a hilarious calamity that occurs. You don't have to write an essay.  Just pretend you are pitching a short story idea to me and be as creative as you want with only two rules...1)you can't kill one of them and 2)no bringing a third party to their bedroom. Sebastian would never share!

You can send me your ideas here on my blog by commenting below, tweet them to me, post on Facebook, or send me an email at aimeenicolewalker@gmail.com. If you send an email please enter the contest in the subject line. You can also private message me if you're feeling shy.You can share with your friends and family by retweeting or sharing on Facebook.  You can enter as many times as you like, but can only win once. I formed a committee to help me pick out my favorite four scenarios. Submissions must be in by 5 pm (EST) on 2/3/15. Winners will be announced next Wednesday, Feb. 4th, on my blog, Facebook, and Twitter.

I can't wait to give those gift cards away, so put on your thinking caps and submit your entries!

Now, onto the WIP Wednesday post.  I've been so busy that I couldn't decide which character to profile next or choose a blurb to post.  Instead, I decided to post pictures that represent the events happening in my current chapter that I've titled Boardwalks and Boardrooms. 







Business, pleasure, or both?  I'm really enjoying the fantasy world of Chase and Grayson right night. I can't wait to share them with you. 

Until next week...

Aimee

WIP Wednesday - First Kiss

Hello again, everyone. I hope this hump day finds you well. I am going to start this WIP Wednesday blog with a sexy picture and a quote from the book.



I’m also going  to do a character profile on Agnes Sue Simmons, AKA Gram. So far, she’s my favorite supporting character.  She’s a wonderful mix of maternal, feisty, and bat shit crazy. I channeled some real people that I know and a little bit of Debbie Novotny from QAF.  
Gram is the most influential person in Chase’s life.  She is the source of everything good he has ever had in his life and he adores her, even when she embarrasses the crap out of him.  Here are a few snippets featuring Gram. 
Gram used her active imagination and began writing illicit romance books of the pillaging pirate persuasion. Agnes Sue Simmons became Desiree Amour. She wrote about heaving bosoms and quivering clits galore. Apparently, those books sold really well all over the world and Gram now lives very, very comfortable at Autumn Years, for which I am eternally grateful for her thousands and thousands of fans.  Gram penned her final book as Desiree Amour two years ago, but didn't put down her pen. Nope.  She switched genres.  She said it came to her in a dream.  She claimed that with the initials A.S.S. she should be writing about ass pirates instead of regular ones. Regular pirates? She now writes gay erotica books and wants to use me as her technical advisor, which I have refused. Repeatedly. So, she refers to episodes of Queer as Folk and Tumblr. - Chase Rivers 
And my favorite so far… 
Gram hadn’t arrived yet, but her old fogey fan club had.  They waved dismissively at my greetings as I made my way to our table. They had their chairs and bodies turned facing the door so they didn’t miss a second when she walked through it. 
            Lost in my own thoughts, I didn’t realize she had arrived until I heard the old geezer next to me choke on his dentures.  My head jerked up and I saw her sauntering toward me wearing a black leather mini skirt, an indecently cut red top, stockings, and stilettos. My jaw hit the table, but for an entirely different reason. Then I noticed she was walking a little stiffly and I became irritated that she’d put her vanity before her safety and comfort. “I think your heels are too high, Gram.  Women your age can easily fall and break a hip.” She cuffed me upside my head.  Ouch.  “Watch it with the old woman talk. I’ll have you know that my discomfort has nothing to do with my heels,” she said snappily.  “It’s this dental floss of a thong I put on.  Why in hell do women wear this shit?  I’m going back to commando as soon as this dinner is over.” 
            Gag. Fucking puke. “Boundaries, Gram,” I pleaded with her, as my ears began to bleed. She threw her head back and laughed. 
            “There’s no such thing with me, Chase.  I’d think you know this by now. You’ve lived with me for nearly all your life.”  
Thank you for stopping my blog and checking out my progress on Chasing Mr. Wright. As always, the snippets are unedited and may not make it to the final cut. Until next time… 
XOXO
 Aimee

WIP Wednesday - Meet Grayson Wright

             Age:     32Hair:    BlackEyes:    Fuck-me blueHeight: 6’3   Grayson Wright and his older brother, Preston, started Wright Creations, an advertising and marketing agency two years ago.  Gray has spent all his time and energy building the company from the ground up. He and Preston are on the verge of striking it big, but it’s taken a toll on his personal life. His ten-year relationship with his boyfriend has turned toxic and he can’t seem to get them back on track, no matter how hard he tries.   Gray plans a surprise birthday party for his boyfriend while he’s out of town and comes home early to set it all up. The party guests are in place and the lights are out when Gray’s boyfriend comes through the front door. Gray flips on the light and gets the shock of his life, because his boyfriend didn’t come home alone.  In this book, we follow along as Mr. Wright re-evaluates who he is and what he wants from life.  Below is an unedited snippet from Gray’s POV. Please remember that this scene may be altered in the final draft.              I dropped my briefcase on my desk and headed to the break room for another jolt of caffeine.  I jerked to a stop in the doorway when my eyes landed on the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. God must hate me.             My walking wet dream was in the break room with his earbuds in, dancing to a song while he filled the coffee pots. Even though my eyes and dick were on sensory overload from watching his tight ass dancing in his dark jeans, my nose still detected hazelnut coffee. He was so lost in the moment, his hips swaying and fingers snapping, that he didn’t sense my presence.              I walked further into the room, my eyes taking in every inch of his tall, lean frame. I had never been as thankful for casual Friday as I was in that moment. Chase Rivers in a suit was a beautiful sight to behold, but Chase in a button down shirt and a pair of ass hugging jeans was seriously sexy.  It was all I could do not to move up behind him and join in. How long had it been since I last went dancing and had fun?  Too damn long.  Chase turned to the side and rolled his hips seductively.  I saw that his eyes were closed and his lips were moving as he silently sang along. He opened his eyes and did a little Michael Jackson spin and that was when his brown eyes met mine.              He let out an adorable squeak and yanked the earbuds from his ears.  “Oh, fuck me.” Gladly. Realizing he just dropped the F bomb he slapped his hand over his mouth and turned the brightest shade of red I’d seen on a person.  “I’m so sorry,” he mumbled behind his hand.              I couldn’t hold back my laughter for another second. I threw back my head and laughed from my belly. Laughter was another thing that’s sorely been missing in my life. By the time I regained my composure, Chase’s color had returned to normal and he stood looking at me with a crooked grin on his face. I wanted to kiss that mouth more than I wanted my next breathe.  I took a step toward him to do just that.  Thanks for stopping by to learn more about Mr. Wright. I hope you visit next week when I introduce you to Gram.  XOXO Aimee

WIP Wednesday- Meet Chase Rivers

Chase Rivers Character Profile
 
Age:     25Hair:    Dirty blonde J Eyes:    Melt-your-heart brownHeight: 6’2 
Chase has an MBA from Georgetown with a minor in marketing. He’s a graphic artist and wants to work in advertising.  He was raised by his loving, but very eccentric grandmother, who I can’t wait for you to meet. She makes me laugh so hard. He is surrounded by an amazing group of friends, but he wants more.  He wants to fall in love and be loved in return. He wants to reenact the famous kiss in the rain scene from The Notebook.  He wants the guy he can cuddle up next to in bed while he reads. He wants to be the little spoon and fall asleep each night in his lover’s arms. Chase is matchmaker extraordinaire for his friends, but all finds for himself is Mr. Wrong. In this book, we follow along the bumpy path as he finds himself Chasing Mr. Wright.  Justin Hartley is a very close match to the image I have of Chase in my mind. He has those sexy brown eyes and dark blonde, or dirty blonde hair. I didn’t have these images in mind before I started typing the book.  I simply knew I wanted a blondish haired guy with brown eyes. It’s a pretty rare combination, but super sexy.   Below are the first few paragraphs of chapter one.  Keep in mind that this is my unedited rough draft and might be altered in the final draft.   I've always told people to trust their gut; go with their instincts.  So why didn't I follow my own advice, you ask? I was lonely and horny.  I met Devon Bellows while tending bar at Bottoms Up.  He was a great mix of sexy and sweet with a heaping side of flirty.  My lonely heart revved up every time he came in.  It took him months to convince me to go out with him, because I had a suspicion he was involved in a relationship. It wasn't anything obvious like a tan line on his ring finger; it was more subtle like the randomness of his visits to the bar, as if they coincided with his lover being out of town.    Don’t think I didn't share my observations with Devon, because I did.  He was adamant that he wasn't in a relationship and his visits coincided with his traveling for work, not a phantom lover.  So, I finally agreed to go on a date with him, even though I wasn't convinced.   Again, you ask why I didn’t listen to my gut, follow my instincts? I already told you that I was lonely and horny, and I was, but there's so much more to the story.  Buckle your seatbelts, because it was a very bumpy ride.   I’ll be back next Wednesday with bachelor number two, Grayson Wright.  Picture a combination of Ian Somerhalder and Superman. Yum, right?  XOXO,  Aimee         
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

New Year and a new book

Hello, everyone. I hope your new year is off to a great start.  I've received a lot of questions about my upcoming projects and I wanted to give you an update on my 2015 writing goals.

I am currently working on a new series that will have at least two books, which can be read as standalones or as part of the series. There is a possibility that the series will have four books.  There are some sidekicks that are making a lot of noise in my brain, both of them dominant type personalities that aren't keen on being just a sidekick. I hope to release both of these books this year.  I have not picked out a name for the series, but book one is titled Chasing Mr. Wright. If everything goes according to plan, will have this book ready to release this summer.

I love to engage with my readers and keep them posted on my projects, so for now I plan to do a new blog every Wednesday.  I will call these blog posts WIP Wednesdays and they will contain fun things, such as book character profiles, pictures of hot dudes that might resemble the characters, character quotes from the books, and more.

I also get asked about Matt's story and a previously published book, High Stakes, that readers have found listed on Goodreads. High Stakes was the very first book I wrote and published and it is the first part of Matt, Kyle, and Hannah's story.  I have written, but not published, the second half of their story. It was during that time that I introduced Sebastian and Adam, and those two took over my every free thought.  It is also when I discovered my love for m/m books.  I sent poor Hannah to Texas to work and didn't want to bring her back.  I did, of course, but it was close. I removed High Stakes from the shelves to focus on writing just m/m books, but the interest everyone has shown in Matt has made me rethink that strategy.

I have no problem bringing High Stakes back, but only after I've finished revising/editing the second part.  I will either combine the two parts into one book and release it, or give High Stakes away for free when I'm ready to release the second book. I will let you know when I decide. I just want you to know that I am listening!

Thank you to all of those who have reached out to offer an encouraging word. It truly means the world to me. I am looking forward to making new friends and bringing you new stories in 2015.

XOXO

Bonus Scene **Contains Spoilers**

As promised, here is an Only You bonus scene. This scene takes place on Christmas Eve and falls between the final chapter and the epilogue.  As stated above, this bonus scenes contains spoilers, so please come back and read it after you've read the book.





I return from the bathroom to find my gorgeous husband sprawled bare-ass naked on our couch. The firelight flickers across his golden skin that’s still damp from our recent lovemaking. Lovemaking. That word used to be so foreign to me, but now rolls right off my tongue.             I drop to my knees beside the couch and lean over Adam’s sleeping body. I place tender kisses along the back of his neck until I can feel his body begin to stir. I climb onto the couch and lay on top of him, pressing my chest against his back. I kiss a path from shoulder blade to shoulder blade and then back up his neck until I reach his ear. I nip his earlobe just how he likes then give it a gentle tug.             “Mmmm.” He lifts his head slightly and I kiss across his cheek until I reach his luscious mouth. I can’t kiss him as deeply as I’d like in this position, so I have to settle for tender pecks on his lips, which isn’t enough for my greedy man.  “More.”               I push up from his body and Adam rolls to his side, allowing me to drop down beside him. I cup his face in my hands and kiss him with every ounce of love I have in my body. I try to show him how much he means to me, because words still often fail me, even after nearly two years together.    
                        “I know,” he whispers against my lips after we break apart. “I love you, too.”  I see the truth in his heavy-lidded, green eyes before his eyelashes flutter and his eyes begin to close.
            “Don’t fall asleep,baby. I have one more gift for you.” His eyes snap back open. 
            “Sebastian, you’ve already given me too much…”  “This will be your favorite present.  I promise.”  With a sudden burst of energy, I climb over Adam and walk to the beautifully decorated tree in the corner of the living room. I drop down on my hands and knees and reach for the item I hid under the tree skirt.     

“What a beautiful view, Adam says.”  I wiggle my ass for him. 
            I stand up and hide the gift behind my back as I make my way back to the couch.  Adam sits up when I return. The expression in his eyes changes from joking to serious when he sees the look in my eyes. This is a monumental moment for both of us and he senses it.  “Close your eyes and hold out your hands, baby.”  Adam closes his eyes and I lay his gift in his hand.  My heart is thumping erratically in my chest.  “You can open them now.” 
            Adam slowly opens his eyes and keeps his eyes locked on mine for several seconds before finally looking down to see what’s in his hands. “Sebastian.” A soft sob slips through his lips. He runs his index finger over the lettering on the small embroidered Christmas stocking I laid in his hands. “Baby’s first Christmas,” he says tearfully.  He finally looks up at me and I see happy tears running down his face.  “Are you sure you’re ready?” 
            “Positive.  I can’t wait to start this next chapter in our life together,” I assure him.  “Look inside the stocking.”
            Adam reaches inside and pulls out the tiniest piece of baby clothing I’ve ever seen. He holds it up in front of his face and laughs happily when he reads the words printed on the onsie.  “Two dads are better than one,” he says.  “This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen and I love it.”   
I wipe Adam’s joyful tears off his beautiful face. “I’m sorry that I’ve been so selfish about having a baby. I wasn’t ready to share your love and attention with anyone else, and I was afraid that I would turn out to be an awful father.  I’m still terrified, but I know you’ll help me.” 
            Adam lays his gifts aside and climbs onto my lap. He places his hand beneath my chin and lifts my face until I look him in the eye.  “You are going to be an amazing father, Sebastian.  You’ll be able to teach our children things I never could, because I’ve never known a bad day in my life. I am in awe of you every single day and that will only intensify when I see you interact with our son or daughter.” 
            I lean forward until our foreheads touch. “No one has ever believed in me like you do. I thank God for you every day.  I strive to be a better person because of the faith and love you’ve given me. You make me see the world in a new light and want things I never imagined. This world needs more little Adams running around showing people a path out the darkness and into the light.” 
            Adam kisses me tenderly and I can feel him smile against my lips. “You’ve turned into quite the romantic,” he teases me.  “I like it.” 
            We talk for at least an hour making baby plans while we share a bottle of wine. I can see that he’s getting sleepy again, so I lay us back down on the couch and cover us with a warm blanket. Holding my beloved husband in my arms while he drifts to sleep in front of a crackling fire has become my favorite Christmas Eve tradition.  Although, next year I suspect things will be drastically different if everything goes according to plan.              A baby.  We’re going to have a baby.   Please note that I do not own any copyrights to these photographs.

Thank you!

I started this journey with Sebastian and Adam nearly a year ago. I began writing their story during lunch breaks, evenings, and on weekends in March of this year. They've buried themselves so far in my heart that they will never come out. Luckily, there is plenty of room for many more characters.


I am so touched and thankful for the support I have received thus far and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you haven't checked my book out yet, here is the link: amazon.com/dp/B00QZBOZ22 .


Now that Only You is released it is time to get back to work on Chasing Mr. Wright. Chase Rivers and Grayson Wright deserve my undivided attention and they shall have it. I'm about nine chapters in and well on my way to sharing their story with you. I had planned to take the next few weeks off to enjoy Christmas with my family, but these characters want no part of that.  I have a feeling quite a bit of my Christmas vacation will be spent with them.


I wish everyone a safe and happy holiday season. If you'll indulge me, I'd like to share my Christmas wishes with you. I wish for true marriage equality for everyone.  It bothers me that my book characters can fall in love, get married, have babies, and live happily ever after, but in the real world too many people are denied those rights. I wish for people to not be ashamed of who they are and to know that they are loved. I wish for parents to never turn their backs on their children because they don't meet their criteria of "normal," whatever normal means. I pray nightly that no more teenagers take their own lives because they are bullied to the point where they hate themselves and the world they live in. Lastly, I wish for people to love without judgment. Just because someone doesn't understand a situation, doesn't make it okay for them to degrade and bully others. Oh, and lets work on acceptance instead of  tolerance. Although tolerance is an improvement over hate, it is not the objective we should work toward.


Many blessings to you and yours. XOXO


Aimee

Final Tuesday Teaser

“There isn’t a word in the English language that describes how I feel about you, Adam.  Love doesn’t seem strong enough or good enough for you.  Love is used so commonly now, it’s just tossed out there all the time.  I used to wonder if people were even truly capable of the love we hear about in stories, see in moves, and read in books.  That all-consuming feeling where someone always comes first in your life, their wishes and needs before your own.”  
             He took a deep breath and his body trembled with his exhale.  “I’ve known intense lust.  I’ve known companionship.  I’ve known abandonment at every turn, but I’ve never once known true love.  Until now.  You give me purpose.  You give me hope.  You make me want to be a better man.”  The last words were whispered through trembling lips. “Love cannot be a good enough word to describe my feelings for you, but I do.  I. Love. You.”  Each word was punctuated by a kiss.

Tuesday Teaser - Adam's POV

“You can think about it for a few days if you’d like,” Sebastian says, interrupting my thoughts. 
            My head snaps up, our eyes meet and lock.  I see so much emotion swirling in his oddly colored eyes, the most prevalent is wariness. His jaw is clenched tight, his posture is stiff and unyielding. It appears that he’s bracing himself for rejection, and if I was a smart man that’s exactly what I would do, but I won’t.  I can’t.  My physical need for him is greater than my fear of being hurt emotionally.  That episode in the kitchen has only intensified my craving for him. 
            “Can I ask you some questions,” I request softly. His body visibly relaxes, yet his guarded expression remains.
            “You can ask anything you like, but some of your questions may go unanswered.” 
            I nod in acquiescence.  “Fair enough.”  I look back down at the agreement.  “Will you also be sharing your medical records with me?” 
            “I will.” 
            “Waxing?  Is that a hygienic thing,” I ponder out loud.  My body cringes at the thought of having my nuts waxed. 
            “It’s a preference.  I want your cock, balls, and ass completely bare and unobstructed from my view.”  I feel sweat form above my upper lip as my discomfort is quickly replaced by lust.  I picture myself sprawled and completely bare to him, his hot eyes and hands roaming all over my body. 
            “I understand and agree with the condoms, although I didn’t anticipate them during oral.” My voice trembles slightly.  “If we are both clean then why do we need them during oral?” I ache to feel his hard cock glide over my tongue, to tease his slit, and taste his cum. 
            “It’s non-negotiable.” 
            Oookay.  It makes me wonder if the condoms are used more to prevent intimacy than disease.  “Butt plugs,” I ask with a smile. 
            “I’m hung.”  
            “And modest,” I respond.  Sebastian’s lips twitch, forming a half smile.  “How do I know the proper size to use?” 
            Sebastian chuckles as he leans down and opens his bottom desk drawer.  He pulls out a wooden box, sets it on the desk then slides it across to me.  I flick open the latch on the front of the box and slowly open the lid. I feel my face turning red as I see a row of butt plugs, each of them growing in length and girth.   
            “They are all brand new.  Purchased just for you. The instructions are in the bottom of the box.” 
            “Wow, just what I always wanted.”  I’m hoping to hide my nervousness behind humor.  I don’t look up at him to see if it’s worked.  “I don’t quite know what to say and I doubt there is an appropriate greeting card to properly express my gratitude.” 
            “Sarcasm doesn’t suit you, Adam.” I snap my eyes up to his.  Shit, he’s pissed.  I shut the lid on the box and straighten in my seat.  “You can be sure that I will put your beautiful mouth to better use if you agree to my conditions.”

Tuesday Teaser - Adam's POV

My eyes suddenly find the reason for my discord and the disturbance in the air. Sebastian Blake. Those piercing, hazel-brown eyes are locked on mine and he’s advancing toward me in long, angry strides. His jaw is clenched tighter than I’ve ever seen before and his posture screams, “Do. Not. Fuck. With. Me.”

I pull free from Knox’s hold and stand there spellbound, as I watch the man of my dreams make his way to me. I shiver at the anger I sense in him from half a room away. I’m not sure why he’s here, or why I’m even glad to see him, but my body comes alive at the sight of him.

“Who’s that,” Knox asks. He places a comforting hand on my back. “Is he the one you’re trying to get over?” I can’t speak. I’m not sure I’ve even taken a breath since I made eye contact with Sebastian. I can only nod. “Damn, baby,” Knox whispers huskily against my ear. “You sure know how to pick ‘em. He’s beautiful and so very angry at you.”

“I don’t know why,” I say barely above a whisper. “He doesn’t want me. He said so.”

“Baby, that’s not the look of a man who doesn’t want you. That’s a look of a man who doesn’t want to want you and there’s a big fucking difference.” Knox purrs behind me. “God, you are so lucky. What I wouldn’t give…”

I don’t feel lucky, especially once Sebastian is standing directly in front of me. I see so much fury in his eyes that it scares me. I automatically take a step back, which puts me flush against Knox’s chest. Knox wraps protective arms around me, which Sebastian mistakes as a sign of possessiveness. 

“We’re leaving,” Sebastian says angrily, as he grabs my hand and forcefully pulls me out of Knox’s arms. Sebastian turns and walks away, pulling me behind him.

“Hey, wait.” Knox calls out and begins to follow us. “I didn’t hear Adam say he wants to leave with you, dickhead.” I hear genuine concern for me in his voice. It amazes me that someone who’s known me for such a short time can genuinely care about my safety. “Adam, do you want to leave with this maniac?”

Sebastian stops suddenly and pivots around. “Fuck off. He’s mine,” he growls at Knox.

I’m his?