Saturday, 24 August 2013

The Greatest Fight Of All - Interview with Dixie Lynn Dwyer #new release @sirenbookstrand

Hey, peeps. I'm in a slightly overexcited state today, because I'm off to meet the crazy ladies of my critique group in London today. Not entirely sure the city will ever be the same again....

I have a treat on my Blog for you today. Enjoy this little insight into Dixie Lynn Dwyer and her latest release.



Amelia Jennings fights for a new life. All alone, after losing her brothers and father to the consequences of war, she evades an abusive relationship. She fears military men, dominant men, and especially men who like to fight for a living, just like her ex-boyfriend.
As she tries to adapt to her new life, she attempts to avoid her best friend's brothers, who turn her on in a way she definitely isn’t used to. Mènage relationships are common, but these particular men scare her and remind her of the past she is trying to forget.
The Haas brothers, Murphy, Waylon, Brody, Ricky are tough, set in their ways, and now interested in their sister’s friend. Amelia is the only woman to get under their skin. She fights them tooth and nail, evades their every attempt at seduction, and makes them want things and feel things they never thought they would. They want her in their bed, and their claiming ownership. Standing in the way of happiness is her past, and one man who vows to get her back.


She decided that coffee would help clear her head before she took a shower. She walked through the hallway and into the kitchen, halting as she saw the large, shirtless man standing there.
She gasped and Waylon turned around to face her.
He looked her over and widened his eyes.
“Uhm, what are you doing here?”
He turned on the pot of coffee then walked closer. The man had a gorgeous chest. It was lightly dusted with hair that led down to his jeans. He was so defined, and she gulped in appreciation of his sculptured body. He was a boxer and had a rigorous workout routine. She knew enough about that from Mano.
The thought placed a heap of fear into her gut as she turned to look away.
“You were kind of out of it last night. My brothers and I were worried that you could hurt yourself during the night,” he said then looked at her from head to toe. Instantly her nipples hardened, and she realized she shouldn’t be standing here half naked.
He looked her over again. “You make it a habit of walking around in your panties?”
“No, I don’t. But then, this is my place isn’t it?” she asked with attitude then walked around the island, away from him, and reached up to grab two mugs for the coffee.
“I appreciate you staying. It wasn’t necessary.”
“I thought otherwise.” They held one another’s gaze.
“I don’t need a babysitter, Waylon.”
“You did last night.”
“Sure did. You stripped down to your thong panties and bra that covered hardly anything in front of a bunch of drunk cowboys. You’re lucky we were there.”
She slammed her hand down on the counter then stalked toward him.
“Get out, Waylon. I don’t sleep around.”
There was a knock at the door, but before she could move, Waylon grabbed a hold of her camisole and pulled her toward him. He lifted her up, placed her onto the counter and pressed his body between her thighs. She grabbed onto his shoulders, and now was almost face-to-face. He still towered over her.
His hand moved behind her head as he gripped her hard.
“You need looking after. You’re not going to flaunt this sexy body all over town.”
“I can do whatever I want to do,” she retorted and he ground his teeth before he pulled her closer and kissed her hard on the mouth.
In a matter of seconds he was shoving his tongue between her teeth, and they were battling for control of the kiss.
He made love to her mouth like no one ever had before. He was relentless in his strokes, combined with the exploration of his hands.
She grabbed onto his shoulders. Raised her knees and pressed them against his ribs. His hand grabbed her ass und squeezed her toward him. She ran the palms of her hands up and over his biceps, his shoulder and neck, feeling the power and the muscles beneath her fingers.
In the distance she heard the door close and she knew his brothers were there and her pussy clenched then released her arousal. She moaned into Waylon’s mouth and tried to pull back. He wouldn’t allow it. He held her head and face between both hands and continued to kiss her until she could hardly breathe. When he finally released her lips, they were both panting for air.
He stared at her with frustration in his eyes. “You drive me fucking crazy.”
“You started it.”
“I finished it.”

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Dixie was kind enough to answer some questions.

How did you come up with the idea of three men and one woman in a ménage relationship, falling in love equally, passionately, and in such a realistic fashion?

Dixie- The men in the American Soldier Collection Series are kind of complicated. As tough as they are, being ex-military, they have their own fears of commitment, trust and the simple ability of opening up their hearts. These men stick together, just like they did on the front lines. They trust their lives with their brothers. They know all their secrets, their wants and desires, and finding that perfect woman to complete them, also brings them peace, and makes them feel whole again, after all they’ve gone through. It takes a very special woman to win the hearts of three men. So the heroine, has a story of her own.

Do you have a specific formula that you follow when writing ménage romances?

Dixie- No, I do not have a formula when writing. I get an idea, and I just begin typing. The characters are so strong, and bold, they lead the way.

Each story and character are so unique and realistic. Are they based on people you know, or completely fictional?

Dixie- The stories I write are fictional. They are creations of the ultimate man. Not so perfect, maybe even scarred, but waiting for that perfect woman to heal them, complete them and bring them ultimate happiness. A happy ever after is out there for everyone.

How do you write such explicit love scenes with multiple men and one woman, and still keep them apart in a way that is easy for the reader to follow?

Dixie- I believe that if a writer truly writes from the heart and soul, and believes in the characters that they create, then they can easily help the readers distinguish the differences between them. Description of character from the time they are first mentioned in the book, all the way through the story, must be accurate. I write as if the characters are real. I imagine the scenes as they take place, and describe them in that exact way in my writing. It just seems to work.

Is it difficult to come up with such sexy, intimidating, yet sensitive heroes? Do you know where I can pick one or two of them up for me? :)

Dixie- lol. I get asked that all the time. I am sure men like I describe in my books are out there. I have known a few soldiers and men in uniform throughout my life, and all of them have had most of theses characteristics. These men in the story are a woman’s fantasy, but by the way I describe them, give them identifiable attributes as well as weaknesses, truly makes them realistic.


Thanks so much for stopping by, Dixie.

You can keep up with her on her Website  WWW.DIXIELYNNDWYER.COM


  1. Love this... And Yeah, if there's any of them at a loose end...

  2. Looks great, I do love a man in uniform :)