Friday, December 25, 2009

On Christmas Day

My true love gave to me -- a day of joy with the ones I love.


Thursday, December 24, 2009

On Christmas Eve

My true love gave to me - a house with nothing stirring not even a mouse.

Quiet is a special gift of love.


Wednesday, December 23, 2009

On the Twenty - Third Day of December

My true love gave to me - a vacation for all of us to enjoy.


Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Monday, December 21, 2009

On the Twenty - First Day of Christmas

My true love sent me a note that sparked the adventurous in me.

A candle light dinner with me.
With you only wearing heels,
it's a present I'd enjoy for the holidays.

From your one true love.


Sunday, December 20, 2009

On the Twentieth Day of Christmas

My true love gave to me - a reminder that his love is blind and he sees the beauty in me.


Saturday, December 19, 2009

On the Ninteenth Day of December

My dream of a child came true.

Happy Birthday to my oldest son. You are awesome.


Friday, December 18, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

On the Seventeen Day of December

My true love gave to me - a song to help me enjoy the weather outside


Tuesday, December 15, 2009

On the Sixteen Day of December

My true love gave to me - some sweets to tempt my taste buds and make me think of home.


Monday, December 14, 2009

On the Fifteen Day of December

My true love gave to me - a new car. It replaced the first car I'd bought for myself.

It was hard parting with the old friend.


Sunday, December 13, 2009

On the Fourteen Day of December

My true love read to me a poem

It Is You I Dream Of
A flower grows from beneath a blanket
Of fine and purest white
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light
My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold
My heart is yours, bartered gone
For yours has it been sold
Its petals shine from morning dew
Its stem grows stiff and strong
It stands strong through the freezing cold
It stands the winter longI long for you, for your soft touch
I miss the way you smile
The longer that we stay apart
The longer every mile
The flower stretches through the snow
It reaches toward the sun
And now without you the color is gone
The flower's petals, dun
But as we talk, and as we learn
The flower comes back to life
The snow now melts and goes away
As you take away my strife
Spring is here and growth abounds
As you and I are one
We are together, we are in love
The snow for now is done
I see the future, in dreams I have
Of our life, long and true
I see the times where all I need
Are comforting words from you
I see the times when winter comes
As winter tends to do
But we still love, and we still live
And I do still love you
And so we live, with children ours
And a life of much to see
With love we live, to live we love
Happy together are we
I see the flower, older now,
But still strong with fresh new leaves
I see it growing, tall and strong
Reaching to the leaves
We are now old, as years have passed
But old together are we
And strong our love still today
As strong as it can be-
J.R. King

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Saturday, December 12, 2009

On the Twelfth Day of December

My true love gave to me - no birds like in the twelve days of Christmas - but instead a feather which turned out to be a treat that we both could enjoy.


Friday, December 11, 2009

On the Eleventh Day of December

My true love sent me flowers to remind me of all the Veterans that gave their life to keep our country free.


Thursday, December 10, 2009

On the Tenth Day of December

My true love offered a place in which to build a future.


Wednesday, December 9, 2009

On the Ninth Day of December

My true love sparked a fantasy to entertain me while we played on the beach.


Tuesday, December 8, 2009

On the Eighth Day of Christmas

My true love suggested
a tropical treat to entice our senses.


Monday, December 7, 2009

On the Seventh Day of Christmas

My true love offered to me -- a promise

One that awoke every fantasy I'd envisioned in my dreams.


Sunday, December 6, 2009

On the Sixth Day of December

My true love told me a silly tale of knights, princesses and love in which I found hard to believe.


Saturday, December 5, 2009

On the Fifth Day of December

My true love gave to me - a hunk of chocolate that tickled my taste buds.


Friday, December 4, 2009

On the Fourth Day of December

My true love gave to me song to lighten my load.

Who couldn't love the muppets?


Thursday, December 3, 2009

On the Third Day of December

My true love gave to me - a reminder of the vows he offered to me.


Wednesday, December 2, 2009

On the Second Day of December

My true lover gave to me - a rose to show the sweet scent of love he brings into my life every day.


Tuesday, December 1, 2009

On the First Day of December

My lover gave to me - a kiss to remember what he really means to me.


Monday, November 30, 2009

Lastest Review for Banished Hero

By Two Lips Review.

Banished Hero by Anita Philmar is a heart-warming story. I was enamored by the depth of the characters and their plight. When I can fall into a story like I did this one and see it through the characters’ eyes, I find myself captivated and unable to relinquish the story until its ending....

Read the rest of the review at

Thank you Sin for a wonderful review,


Thursday, November 19, 2009

Chatting Today at

The Black Raven Erotic Cafe

See my interview with J. Hunter and learn more about my upcoming books.

You even might win a copy of my lastest release "Black Dragon's Heart"


Tuesday, November 17, 2009

My Recipe for 2009 TWRP cookbook


1 bottle of Lambrusco or red wine
½ cup sugar
1/3 cup orange juice
2/3 cup lemon juice
½ cup strawberries

Pour juices, sugar and strawberries in a blender. Once the sugar has melted add wine and enjoy.

Pour Sangria over ice and garnish with lemon, lime, or orange slices.


Monday, November 16, 2009

Recipe from Last Years - Wild Rose Press Cookbook

Lemon Curd

Discovered this recipe during a holiday party of Heartland Writers Group. Awesome ladies and I had a wonderful time. The lemon curd is wonderful on scones or just straight.

6 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened at room temperature
1 cup sugar
2 large eggs
2 large egg yolks
2/3 cup fresh lemon juice
1 teaspoon grated lemon zest

Beat butter and sugar with an electric mixer about 2 minutes. Slowly add the eggs and yolks. Beat for 1 minute. Mix in the lemon juice. The mixture will look curdled, but don't worry.

In a medium, heavy-based saucepan, cook the mixture over low heat until it looks smooth. The curdled appearance disappears as the butter melts. Increase the heat to medium and cook, stirring constantly, until the mixture thickens. Be patient, this takes about 15 minutes. When you dip a spoon into the mixture and draw your finger (careful, it's hot) down the middle of the back of the spoon it will leave a path. Or, if you're like me and cook with a thermometer, it will read 170° F. DO NOT let the mixture boil.

Remove from heat and stir in the zest. Transfer to a bowl and press plastic wrap on the surface to prevent a skin from forming. Chill in refrigerator. The curd will continue to thicken as it cools.

Covered tightly this will keep in the fridge for a week and about 2 months in the freezer.

From one of the Wild Rose Authors

Tina Gayle

Free Ebook Cookbook

Check out the new cookbook at The Wild Rose Press.

You can download it free from their site or buy a book.


Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Don't Want Boring Cookies

Why not try sexy cookie cutters?

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A great way to spice up an evening and have fun too.


Monday, November 9, 2009

Try a Monster Cookie

Spending a quiet evening at home with your lover.

Spice it up with a Monster Cookie

Here an easy recipe from

1 pouch (1 lb 1.5 oz) Betty Crocker® chocolate chip cookie mix
1 pouch (1 lb 1.5 oz) Betty Crocker® peanut butter cookie mix
1 1/2 cups quick-cooking oats
1 cup butter or margarine, softened
3 eggs
2 cups candy-coated milk chocolate candies

1. Heat oven to 375°F. In large bowl, stir all ingredients except candies until soft dough forms. Stir in candies.
2. On ungreased cookie sheets, place about 1/4 cupfuls dough about 3 inches apart.
3. Bake 12 to 13 minutes or until light golden brown. Cool 2 minutes; remove from cookie sheets.

Cool completely. Store in covered container at room temperature.
High Altitude (3500-6500 ft): Bake 15 to 16 minutes.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Chocolate Surup

Now I don't think I have to say much about this.

Pour it on ice cream or your lover. Either way you're in for a nice treat.


Monday, October 5, 2009

Pieces of Me - Where Characters Come From

Let's welcome Anida Adler and learn about where her characters come from.

Luke pushed a hand through his dark brown hair. Gay? She thought he was gay? He cast a murderous glance at the closed bedroom door. Frustration manifested in a surge of heat to his crotch. How in hell did she make that kind of mistake? Six years of being friends, and she hadn't guessed by now how he felt about her? She'd change her mind about his being gay in a hurry if she could read his thoughts right now. On the other side of that door, she probably poured herself another cup of tea, calm as a tortoise on sleeping pills, while he cast longing glances at the cabin bed. How often had he dreamed of joining Meve in the mile-high club when he tossed and turned on it, the world spinning below?

He checked his watch. No time for fuming now, unless he did it while getting ready. With a frown like a thundercloud, he stomped into the bathroom to shave.

Luke stopped in his tracks. I deleted the sentence and wrote it again.
...he stomped into the bathroom to shave.

He didn't. In fact, he folded his arms across his chest and got that stubborn set to his mouth that I loved so much.

Luke, stomp into the bathroom to shave.

No reaction, save a shake of the head. What the hell was wrong with the man?

Hey. You're my creation, my character. Stomp into the damn bathroom and shave, will you.

He still wouldn't do as he was told. Something wasn't right. I mimicked his earlier gesture and pushed my fingers through my hair. Why couldn't the men in my life just be less complicated, for God's sake?

What's your problem? You haven't shaved for four days, and you need to look smart for the meeting when the plane lands. Go into the bathroom and scrape your beard off your chin.
All I got for that was a sarcastic stare, a lifted eyebrow. Scrape my beard off my chin? the look said. Really?

Yes, with a razor. You know there's one in the bathroom, the flight staff always see to it that there's a fresh one before take-off.

That's when it dawned on me. Luke doesn't use a normal razor, he has an electric one. An exaggerated nod confirmed I was on the right track.

But Luke, your electric razor is in your travel bag. And your travel bag is in the main cabin, where Meve is. Can't you just use a normal razor this once so you can avoid talking to her? You're upset with her, remember.

Ah. Damn. Normal razors gave him rash. I growled, tipped my head back and tried to think a way around this. There wasn't one. "Fine," I muttered and carried on typing. As it was, the fact that Luke had to go back into the main cabin led to a minor resolution which made the later more major resolution of the issues between them work better.

I'm not kidding you, no. My characters become people as real as you and me, in my mind, once they have taken shape. It frustrates the living daylights out of me sometimes, but in truth, I wouldn't have it any other way. I love each and every one of them, and identify very strongly with the author character in Andrew M. Greely's The God Game, who at a point in the novel explains how he was sad for a character of his from a story he wrote long ago, who was now going through a divorce. The first romance I wrote (one of a series of terrible contemporaries I produced while making the switch from fantasy to romance before finding my niche by combining the two) led to the couple in question settling near Carlingford, which is not far from where I live. When I cycled in the area some months later, I was aware of their presence nearby. It felt so real that I wished I could visit them and see how they were doing. But no. Had I popped in for a cup of tea, they would have felt awkward. They don't know me the way I know them. And in truth, after a while the characters from a completed novel become like good friends you've lost contact with. The closeness you once shared fades, and eventually you are strangers to each other once more.

Each and every character grows from a seed. Some aspect of my personality germinates in the flowerbed of a story idea. Soon the seed grows into a plant in its own right. The character develops a distinct personality with traits I don't share. Sometimes, analysing the similarities can be disconcerting. It's all very well to know pragmatic Teagan and knowledge-loving Rònàn from The Pebble grew from pieces of me. The Ancient is a different matter. Sure, sensitive poet Tadhg is a wonderful man, but when we start talking of what Morrigàn has in common with me, I prefer to change the subject. I know where the wine-swilling, cynical, sarcastic, oft-depressed goddess took root, but yes, um, lovely weather we're having today, isn't it?

Between us, she is my favourite character, and it was a world of fun to pair her with a man you'd never have picked for her and so undermine those walls she'd built around her heart. But I digress.

My sister once said to me, after reading one of the many essays I wrote as a teenager: "Don't you feel uncomfortable blurting your soul out like this?" I do blurt my soul out when I write a story. To me, writing is about communicating ideas, about working through issues that puzzle me to convey the manner in which I explain them to myself. Stories are often born on long cycling trips, when I have time and silence to think. I often remember her words when I see some hidden aspect of me in a character.

I don't do character bibles and in-depth written descriptions for myself before I start writing. This could well be a weakness, but I've come to accept that I am not a planner. I must qualify here: I do a lot of planning in my head. By the time I put fingers to keyboard, the characters of my novels have lived in my brain for a long time, and I know them very well. I tried, when I just started writing, to plan on paper as I was advised to do, and it was disastrous. I became bogged down and lost my way with the novel I was working on. Only when I tossed the written plans and character bibles in the bin, did the story flow once more.

The female character's appearance is always clear in my mind. Males are more difficult. I know the personality, and then browse photos on the internet until I find one that matches. Sometimes a specific photo of an actor will match my character perfectly, but another photo of the same guy just doesn't do it for me.

And then, in the writing, I get to know them more fully. I live and laugh and cry with them for a while, then send them out to bring the same delight to you. Finally, readers bring ever more life to characters. When I think of the characters of novels I've discarded, they seem a little washed out. Those who inhabit stories I have been able to share with others, are more vivid, have sronger colours in my mind.

I will never stop being grateful to every one of you who share my delight. And from that other world where they live, my characters smile and nod their gratitude to you, too, for giving them the life blood of your reading enjoyment.

Now let's read a little about her lastest book.

What would you do if you fell in love with the goddess of death?

June 1945 - Tadhg Daniels sees a woman clad in strange clothes and a feathered cloak, but she’s invisible to everyone else. He’s convinced his mind has been unhinged by the horrors of the D-day landings four days before, but when she appears to him again, the woman proves she is real.

She is Morrigan, goddess of death, come to warn him his life is about to end.

Morrigan is disturbed by the man she meets. He looks in her eyes unflinching, while all others avoid her gaze. She’s never found such a strong will to survive in any of her charges before. He refuses to accept he’s going to die.

There is a way for Tadhg to cheat death, a secret Morrigan has guarded for millennia. Morrigan can save him if she takes him as her lover, but sex with the goddess of death will change him. He needs time to decide if he’s prepared to give up his humanity in order to be with her forever.

But Tadhg is not the only one who knows Morrigan’s secret. Someone else wants to take by force the gift she can bestow. And he’ll stop at nothing to get it.

Excerpt 3:

He hadn’t expected her to laugh. What he had expected he didn’t know, but not laughter.

"What’s so funny?"

"You love me? You don’t know what you’re talking about."

Annoyance flared in his breast. "Enlighten me, then."

She regarded him with a hard stare. "I’m a cynical, world-weary, chronically depressed goddess.

Do you know what I feel when people blubber over farewells to loved ones?"

He shook his head.

"Irritation, Tadhg. I have no sympathy for humans’ emotions. When I discern the utter stupidity they allowed to rule their lives, all I want to do is throttle them, help them into the afterlife even faster than they’re due to enter it. It is no less than they deserve for wasting such a precious gift as life."

"Oh." He snapped his fingers. "That must be why you sat in the dark for hours feeling so depressed, you’d have killed yourself if you could."

She turned from him, yanked a curtain away from a shelf, dropped it, and moved on to the next.

"Ha!" She grabbed a bottle of wine. The cork sprang from the neck as if it was champagne. He didn’t miss the tremor of her fingers as she poured. "You think what you feel is love. How can that be? We’ve known each other no more than days, poet. Love is something that grows over years, like a strong oak."

"And I know what I feel for you is the healthy sapling that will grow to a mighty tree."

She swallowed half the glass and slammed it down on the table. "What you feel, human, is lust. No more, no less."

"That is not true."

"Oh?" She smiled. No trace of warmth in the gesture, she turned to him and put a hand on his shoulder. A tingle of awareness shivered over his skin. Slowly, she traced a trail over his chest, down to his navel. Warm, sweet sexual energy flooded his muscles, suffused his blood, and pooled in his groin. "What do you feel when I touch you, then? A warm sensation in your heart?"

Tadhg grabbed her wrist, pulled her body close, and brought his mouth down on hers. She stiffened in his grasp, but he put a hand on the nape of her neck and held her to him. He teased the seam of her lips with his tongue, nipped at her bottom lip until she opened for him. He plunged his tongue into her warm mouth, tasted the mellow redness of wine in an erotic sense deluge that added taste and fragrance to a mimic of the full possession of her body, which he truly desired. Morrigán moaned, and a flash of white heat exploded in Tadhg’s brain. He put his hands on her firm behind and lifted her from the floor, ground her pelvis into his taut sex. "That too," he answered her question, stifling her no doubt snarky reply with a renewed onslaught against her defences.

Thank you, Anida for stopping by.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Let Your Imagination Run Wild

and explore some of those fantasies that you’ve always wanted to try.

Out of ideas, that's why I saved this suggestion for the end of the month.
Because with next month being a scorcher outside, I thought we should heat up your love life with some enticing fantasies.

So let your imagination run wild and come back for some ideas on some playful fantasies.

Anita Philmar

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Spice It Up - A Preview of September's Post

Coming up with better ways to keep the magic alive in a relationship is hard work. Some times we don't have the energy or the time to deal with keeping the romance going.

Hey, we have a job, kids, family, and responsibilities. You’re working as hard as you can to just get through the day, much less worry about an exciting sex life.

I couldn’t agree more, but it doesn’t have to be a big production. Little changes in your routine can reap rewards. Remembering to kiss your lover the moment you see them is a small task and one that shows you care.

Making the coffee, a glance to show you find them sexy, a slid of the hand over your lover’s back when they’re struggling to do something. Small touches.

Spicing it up are the little things you do which take but a moment and show that you care.

Have a fun filled day, full of love, joy and sex.

Anita Philmar

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Wilder Rose Sale

All of the Scarlet books are on sale for the month of August.

You don't have long to cash in on the discounts so make sure to stock up on your favorite reads.

Have an awesome day with a hot read,


Sunday, August 23, 2009

Ellora's Cave - a Very Good Erotic Book Site

Is a wonderful site to visit and has some fabulous authors writing for them.

If you're looking to buy books or a publisher, they are a place you need to check out.

I have friends who write for them. Both
KyAnn Waters and Kat Alexis wrote for the Wild Rose Press before selling to Ellora's Cave.


Friday, August 21, 2009


If anyone has any questions about Crimson Moth, please leave a comment or send me an email.

I'll get the answers up at the beginning of next week.

And let's all give Lizzie a big thank you for filling us in on this new erotic publisher.

You are the best, Lizzie.


Thursday, August 20, 2009

New Erotic Books from Crimson Moth

What’s a book without its cover? A bunch of words. Even the greatest of words fail in our visual world, without a wonderful cover. A catchy cover attracts readers. How many of us have picked up a book the first time, simply because of the cover. I know I have!

Crimson Moth artwork--from the genre headings on our website to our wondrous covers--is among the best to be found.

That said, here’s two of our upcoming covers. Along with the blurbs of course. So you can add them to your ‘to buy’ lists.

Releasing September 15, 2009

Fury of Fire: A Woman Scorned by Cricket Sawyer

Investigation into a fire of suspicious origin uncovers a cacophony of sinister manipulations; arson to murder. Trails as intricate as a spider’s web weave throughout the story of FURY OF FIRE and there is nothing worse than A WOMAN SCORNED that creates tension as hot as a Colorado wild fire at Thunder Ridge Mobile Home Park high up in the La Platta Mountains of Durango, Colorado.

On October 15, 2009

Vampire Ride by Storm Savage

Never accept rides from strangers. Isn’t that what Mother always said? Stranded without a ride home on a stormy night, Chalina abandons rational thinking to accept help from a hotter-than-hell-looking biker. She decides a one night stand is just what she needs from this gorgeous, irresistible stranger. However, the tables turn when he breaks through the emotional walls of her heart.

Little does Chalina know she’s about to fall passionately in love with a vampire who has been summoned to lead a new motorcycle pack. Ryker gives her more than just a ride home…he takes her on a sexual journey that changes her life forever.

Thank you, Lizzie for the preview.

You are the best.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Answers from an Editor at Crimson Moth

Does the world really need another new publisher of erotic fiction? Maybe. Maybe not. However, as an imprint of well-established epublisher, Wings ePress, Inc., Crimson Moth has a successful base of operations and a knowledgeable and experienced staff. We’re not exactly new!

Already a publisher of highly sensual fiction, it was easy for Wings to take that next step. TA DAH… Crimson Moth Erotic Romances.

Anita asked me what makes Crimson Moth different from other publishers. This is a surprisingly difficult question to answer. We’re looking for great, well-told stories. These stories need to include explicit sexual encounters that titillate the readers as well as the story people.

One difference at Crimson Moth is that we join a small group of publishers with the following policy. Our tales are about one woman and one man in a monogamous, committed relationship. We acknowledge erotic tales including multiple and/or same sex partners, but don’t feel qualified to publish them at this time.

Other than that, we’re looking for HOT ROMANCE! Highly sensual stories with great characters a reader will identify with and love, Plot driven tales, filled with building passion and great sex. While romance is our primary focus, sex scenes should flow naturally with the story as the characters’ relationship grows. No sex for the sake of sex. Satisfy the reader with a happy ending--which may not be a happy ever after, but definitely the promise of one.

And how could I leave today without a couple of tips for you. Here’s a basic tip that I know you already understand. Read and follow the submission guidelines at . That and your excellently written tale are the best ways to impress our editors.

Secondly--write a story with characters YOU love, who give you shivers (or more!)of delight and make you want to run out and find the lover of your dreams.

Now, that’s a successful story!

Thank you Lizzie for your inside,


Tuesday, August 18, 2009

More about Crimson Moth

I talked to a friend of mine over at Crimson Moth.

Here's the scoop on what they are looking for.

In the wide open and exciting world of erotic publishing, Wings ePress’ erotic imprint, Crimson Moth, features highly sensual tales of monogamous, heterosexual couples. Well-written romance is our main focus. These stories need to take the characters and our readers beyond the sensual into HOT, loving relationships. No closed doors allowed. Don’t even leave them ajar. Let the reader see, feel, experience blazing, wicked sex--then leave ‘em panting for more!

Taboos? Yep, we have ‘em, and the short list can be found on our submissions guidelines page at There you’ll also find our specific requirements for the simple submission procedure and manuscript formatting. Never forget the importance of the foreplay needed to get you manuscript whipped into shape.

So much for generalities.

We’d love to see both novellas (up to 20,000 words) and novels (45,000 words and up). Novellas will be offered in ebook only, novels in both ebook and paper. We’ll be offering titles under two categories.

Flutter: Works that are both romantic and sexually explicit. Instead of flowery language, graphic terms are used for body parts and actions. Love scenes are explicit, but the overall feeling is more sensual.

Soar: Along with the use of more explicit language, these books will take the reader on a heightened erotic experience. The romance remains between one man and one woman although these tales may contain material some find objectionable: submission, forced seductions, sex toys, and light bondage (as long as both parties are willing).

Genre-wise--we’re into just about anything. Got a hot and heavy, dark paranormal? A tickle your funny bone (and elsewhere) contemporary comedy? A titillating tale that falls somewhere in between? We want to see them all! Follow the guidelines and there’s a room for everyone at Crimson Moth.

A room with a… view.

Thanks Lizzie for your help and tune in tomorrow for more about Crimson Moth


Monday, August 17, 2009

Finding Erotic Publishers

A number of publishers sell erotica, but usually it is found on a separate site.

Crimson Moth, part of the Wings EPress is a new publisher. They say the website will be up and running in September.

Might want to check it out because I'm sure they're looking for submissions.


Sunday, August 2, 2009

Catch Up on the Series

The Black Dragon's Series will have it's last book released soon, so make sure you've read the first two books.

Black Dragon's Blood - blurb

Amanda Spencer had spent years searching for clues to her first husband's murder. Now, she was close, too close to let William VanHorn get in the way. He wanted to claim her as his wife, but she didn't have time to satisfy the man's needs. She wanted answers not sex.

Set on fire by Amanda, William wouldn't let the lady escape. If she wanted answers, he'd get them. As head of the Dragon Center, he had connections and nothing would stop him from capturing her heart.

Black Dragon's Moon - Blurb

Dragon Center agent, Dee Butterfield, finally has the job she's always longed for. On her first assignment, her job is to protect sculptor, Scott VanHorn. His rich dragon blood tempts her into an affair that could not only jeopardize her career but possibly her life.Determined to find out who killed his best friend, Scott poses as a struggling artist to help the Dragon Center investigate a corrupt art dealer. He has ulterior motives for requesting Dee as his protector, getting her in his bed not the least of them. However, Scott soon realizes his mistake.When the mission becomes more dangerous than either of them anticipate, Scott's black dragon blood stirs to protect Dee while hers calls for retribution.

Read them both before Black Dragon's Heart comes out.

Black Dragon's Heart Blurb -

Sarah VanHorn, a devoted chemist who does research to help people with Dragon blood, lives for her research, but fantasizes about loving Jake Ramsey. Her two worlds collided when Jake, a dragon’s center agent, arrived to rescue her from the company where she worked. In danger but under Jake’s protective custody, passion ignites into love in his arms. Her dreams so close to coming true crumble under a heart wrenching blow. Determined to find out why she lost her baby, Sarah sacrifices her career, Jake, and possibly her life to discover answers.

Jake refuses to let Sarah slip through his hands and fights to protect her. With help from her dragon’s heart, he tracks her down and engages all his skills to make their dreams come true.

Enjoy the fun,

Anita Philmar

Friday, July 31, 2009

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Perfect Time to Buy

Now's the time to buy your bathing suit with them all on sale.
Find this one at

Monday, July 27, 2009

You're in the Jail House Now.

Stripes are suppose to make you look thinner, but I'm not so sure about the bottom of this suit.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Ruffles on Your Bathing Suit

Add a little fun to your suit.
Find this one at
Not much summer left in some places so enjoy it while you can.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Don't Burn Your Buns

Now this suit could be dangerous if you sit out in the sun to long.
Find at

Friday, July 24, 2009

Sexy One-Piece Suit

I personally like this suit because it helps hide c-section scars. Yet, it's still a sexy look.

Find it at


Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Sexy Skirt

Now this is a suit looks like it could be worn anywhere, just throw on a see-through blouse and you're good to go.
Find this at

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Bathing Suit gone Wild

Want to roar?

You might want to try this suit out.

Find it at

and it's also on sale.


Friday, July 17, 2009

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Ladies Suits

To celebrate the patriotic season.

Found at


News Flash - First Review for Banished Hero

"When I read the blurb of this book, I knew I had to read it! I am so happy I did. The author is very creative with her characters and plot."

Holli from

Check out the full review at


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Competitive Suit

The body inside the suit is nice too.

And you can even get in a this nice strawberry print.

You can find this suit at

Though they are on summer vacation at the moment.