Thursday, October 31, 2013

Join The Party and Host Holiday Blog Tour

Become a Tour Host on the 2013 Holiday Blog Tour

Once you sign up, please add my email to your safe senders list in your email account so I am not booted to your spam:
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The following authors are signed up for the tour. Each author will be featured on their assigned day and most will offer copies for review on a first come, first served basis. Bloggers will get a lot of exposure on this tour. The tour will be featured in 2 large goodreads groups with a combined membership of over 9,500 as well as Facebook, Twitter and the various author and blog websites - it is truly EPIC!

This Holiday Party Blog Tour will run in conjunction with the Annual Erotic Enchants Holiday Party Event, where we will be giving away over 1,500 books and prizes from over 125 different authors (this number continues to grow as we near our cutoff for new entries on 10/31/2013).

Participating in the tour will be super easy as I will provide the HTML code for all 18 posts, but you are welcome to edit the format of each post to suit your preferences. They DO NOT need to be top post!

Here are the "Rules":

You must keep an active blog In addition to your blog, you must be active on at least 1 other social networking sites such as Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads etc...

Here's the schedule:

11-Nov Plausibility by Jettie Woodruff
13-Nov Everything Bared by Kristine Cayne
15-Nov This Love's Not for Sale by Ella Dominguez
18-Nov Blood Slave by Travis Luedke
20-Nov Holidays with the Walker Brothers by Nicole Edwards
22-Nov Riptide by Susan Hayes
25-Nov Temptation by K.M. Golland
27-Nov The Novice (Sexy as Hell, #1) by Harlem Dae
29-Nov Bishop's Angel by Tory Richards
2-Dec Claimed in Canada by Christine Edwards
4-Dec Falling From Disgrace by L, Maretta
6-Dec Layers Deep by Lacey Silks
9-Dec Hers To Cherish by Patricia A. Knight
11-Dec Switch by Janelle Stalder
13-Dec Siren Song by A.C.Warneke
16-Dec Stricken Desire by S.K Logsdon
18-Dec One Night Three Hearts by Adele Allaire
20-Dec Incidental contact by Eden Connor

If you think you might be interested in participating, please fill out the information below and I will send you the sign up links:

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Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Chocolate Craving?



We all crave chocolate at one time or another.

So why not have some fun and create a few items to indulge in?

1 bag of chocolate chips

dried fruit

favorite nuts

Now put a half of cup of chocolate chips in the microwave.

Cook it for about 15 seconds.

Stir,

repeat cooking for about 10 seconds

Repeat until completely dissolved.

Then try dipping different items like the dried fruit in the chocolate mix.

My favorite is to take melted chocolate, shredded coconut and walnuts. I mix them together and make my own candy bar.

If you want it hard, just set it in the refrigerator for several minutes. (This doesn't work for men, cold doesn't get them hard, go figure.)

Feel free to share.

Have fun,


Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com

Monday, October 14, 2013

Heavenly Bodies

It was late, too late to be at the pool alone but Mark said to meet him here.

And with a body like his who could resist?

Not me.

The moonlight lit the area in a soft light, creating a romantic mood. I was enjoy my time in the island paradise and only had a few more days until I had to head back to cold winter weather of the northeast.

Mark had been the first person, I'd met after walking into the hotel. We hit it off from the start and had hooked up a few times on different excursions around the island.

Tonight, though was different. We'd finally be alone.

Sinking a little deeper into the pool, I noticed the man who'd occupied my dreams for days, walking toward me, the gentle sea breeze ruffling his blond hair.

It almost seem unfair that he could look so good in a bathing suit...muscular chest, tight abs, muscular arms.

"Ashley, are you already in the pool?" The deep tone of his tone had me excited without him even touching me.

"Yes, I'm over here in the deep in."  Boy was that ever true. What did I really know about this guy?

"Great," he answered and threw the towel in his hand on a deck chair and then dove in.

I giggled as anticipation tingled through my body. Then he appear right before me. His hands circled my waist and he smiled. The white of his teeth drew my attention to his wet lips.

"Hey, I'm glad you decided to show up. I thought with the place being deserted, it might give us a chance to get to know each other better."

Right, like how great it would feel to have my hands all over you.


For days now, I'd imagine being this close to him. Light touches had excited but hadn't satisfied the hunger growing between us. I hadn't plan on having a holiday affair, but there wasn't anyone at home waiting for me either. So why not?

He slipped his hand over my back and tugged at the tie for my bathing suit. The fabric covering my breasts loosened.

Enjoying my own foray into wicked delights, I ran my hands over his biceps and shoulders. The hard muscles played against my palms before I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I guess you weren't think about a midnight swim."

"I envision a different type of exercise." He eased me back against the side of the pool and hard line of his body held me in place.

My legs naturally floated along side of his and I lifted them to circle his hips.  The thin fabric between us didn't hide his desire. "I don't feel as if I can move much in my current position. Do you plan to do all the work?"

He grinned and dipped his head to nibble along the side of my neck. "I'm sure before the night is through we'll both get a workout."

(Pause)

Seeing as I've had no comments. I figure I should stop here.

However, I'm think I need a post for 69 Shades of Smut on the Oct. 26th. Think I'll finish the story there.

Thanks for joining in for the fun,

Anita

Friday, October 11, 2013

Beach Fantasy Continues...Heavenly bodies

It was late, too late to be at the pool alone but Mark said to meet him here.

And with a body like his who could resist?

Not me.

The moonlight lit the area in a soft light, creating a romantic mood. I was enjoy my time in the island paradise and only had a few more days until I had to head back to cold winter weather of the northeast.

Mark had been the first person, I'd met after walking into the hotel. We hit it off from the start and had hooked up a few times on different excursions around the island.

Tonight, though was different. We'd finally be alone.

Sinking a little deeper into the pool, I noticed the man who'd occupied my dreams for days, walking toward me, the gentle sea breeze ruffling his blond hair.

It almost seem unfair that he could look so good in a bathing suit...muscular chest, tight abs, muscular arms.

"Ashley, are you already in the pool?" The deep tone of his tone had me excited without him even touching me.

"Yes, I'm over here in the deep in."  Boy was that ever true. What did I really know about this guy?

"Great," he answered and threw the towel in his hand on a deck chair and then dove in.

I giggled as anticipation tingled through my body. Then he appear right before me. His hands circled my waist and he smiled. The white of his teeth drew my attention to his wet lips.

"Hey, I'm glad you decided to show up. I thought with the place deserted it might give us a chance to get to know each other better."

Right, like how great it would feel to have my hands all over you.


(Pause)

 I'm stopping here so I can readers participation.

 What do you want to have happen? Leave a comment and we'll continue with this story.

 Feel free to add your own writing to the story and I'll post it when I post this again on Friday...a running fantasy.

Can't see wait to see where this goes?

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

The Start of a Fantasy - Add Your Twist to the Story.


With summer ending, those pool side fantasies are going to come to an end, unless you have a vacation planned for Florida or the Caribbean.

So what type of fantasy would you like today?

A late night pool adventure with a hottie like the one above might be fun.

Let's go for it...and get those created juices flowing.

It was late, too late to be at the pool alone but Mark said to meet him here.

And with a body like his who could resist.

Not me,

The moonlight lit the area in a soft light, creating a romantic mood. I was enjoy my time in the island paradise and only had a few more days until I had to head back to cold winter weather of the northeast.

Mark had been the first person, I'd met after walking into the hotel. We hit it off from the start and had hooked up a few times on different excursions around the island.

Tonight, thought was different. We'd finally be alone.

Sinking a little deeper into the pool, I noticed the man who'd occupied my dreams for days, walking toward me, the gentle sea breeze ruffling his blond hair.

(Pause)

 I'm stopping here so I can readers participation.

 What do you want to have happen? Leave a comment and we'll continue with this story.

 Feel free to add your own writing to the story and I'll post it when I post this again on Friday...a running fantasy.

Can see wait to see where this goes?

Anita

Monday, October 7, 2013

Hawk's Waltz - Except from "Banished Witch"




Excerpt from the 3rd Story in the Series

A wicked grin kissed her lips, before a tiny pop broke the silence between them.  The smooth texture of her skin changed into the soft caress of feathers and she shrank. The tantalizing aroma of her transformation filled his loins with a barbaric thirst for sex.
A loud call pulled his gaze skyward as a hawk soared above his head. Words filtered through his head.  Do you know the hawk’s waltz?
     He recalled the mating rituals performed above the trees and envisioned the pleasures of flying.
     After a small hop, he flapped his wings and raced after her.  Their destination unknown, she quickly outdistanced him.  He sped through the air and slowly closed the gap between them. Yessss.
The wind, rushing over his feathers, fought to cool his carnivorous hunger but the brief teasing fragrance of her lust continued to feed his desire. With the sun, escaping the pursuit of the night beast, it fell below the horizon.  Red, yellow, and purple lights filled the evening sky.
Why flee? He called.
     The answer stroked his thoughts. Oh, but if you can’t catch me, what kind of pleasure could you really give me?
     Inflamed by her words and the fire burning through his loins, he soared higher and charted the circles she drew beneath his flight’s course.
     Marking her position, he took a steep dive through the center of her path, and then move in a sharp angle upwards.  He repeated the maneuver several times, coming closer and closer to her until his wing brushed hers.  On his climb back to the heavens, he grabbed her talons. 
     Interlock in a spiraling fall, her hoarse raspy cry echo around him. The ache in his cock intensified.  How much longer would she make him wait?
     The ground rising up at an incredible rate, he released his grip and pumped his wings to rocket back into the endless abyss above them.
     A screech followed his ascend.
     No more games. 
     Leveling off, he glanced at the ground.  Her hawk form contorted and transformed into her human shape. 
     Don’t keep me waiting. She stood and walked into a log cabin nestled among the trees.  A mischievous grin graced her lips and then she disappeared inside.      

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Have a wonderful weekend full of fun-loving adventures,


Anita 
www.anitaphilmar.com

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Retelling the Sheik's Story by @authorvictoriav



The Sheik Retold
by Victoria Vane and E. M. Hull

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BLURB:

A haughty young heiress for whom the world is a playground…
A savage son of the Sahara who knows no law but his own…
When pride and passion vie for supremacy…
Blistering desert days are nothing compared to the sizzling Sahara nights…

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Excerpt 

Restless, I moved about the tent, listlessly examining objects that I already knew by heart, and flirting over the pages of some French magazines. I should have been elated at his unexpected absence, yet in my perversity, I was strangely unstrung with anticipation of his return. Now the utter silence only oppressed me.

Where was Gaston? Even the servant's company would be preferable to my own. I guessed he must have gone with his master or perhaps he was long retired. I went to the flap of the tent and gazed out into the night. The camp, large and spread out was covered mostly in a blanket of blackness, broken by the occasional glimmer of a sparking fire.

I had dreamt for years of this experience, of a month spent in the desert and now here I was. I had longed for adventure. It is what I had sought, so why could I not turn this tragedy to my advantage? I had food and shelter that was far superior to any I could have provided for myself. And I was surrounded by hundreds of armed men. Whether I viewed them as my captors or my protectors was only a matter of perception—a matter of choice.

I knew I was safe. I had seen the depths of deference, the authority of the Sheik's command. Any man outside of himself who dared to touch me would suffer death. Of that I had no doubt. The only thing stopping me from enjoying my adventure in this vast oasis and my freedom in the Sheik's camp, was my own desperate desire to cling to a state of chastity I truly cared nothing about. It was only my pride that stood in the way of my pleasure, and my refusal to allow him to take it from me.

I chewed my lip as I gazed up upon the stars glimmering in the heaven like countless brilliant diamonds shimmering against a backdrop of black velvet. I wondered if in the great scheme of things, my pride was a bit over-rated.

This entire evening I had bucked with resentment against the pretense that I was a willing guest here, but had I met this same Sheik in Biskrah, in more conventional circumstances, if I had only been properly introduced, would I not have willing, even gratefully accepted an invitation to his camp? Only a week ago I would have jumped at the chance. What now prevented me from embracing that role? From enjoying that status— for as long as I had planned? I smiled to myself. Yes, it was all just a matter of perception—except for the bartering of my body— the Sheik's expectation in return for his hospitality.

My smiled dimmed.

I could enjoy my month of holiday as planned, as long as I would willing serve his needs—and all that implied— in his bed.


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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Victoria Vane is a multiple award-winning romance novelist, cowboy addict, and history junkie whose collective works of fiction range from wildly comedic romps to emotionally compelling erotic romance. Victoria also writes historical fiction as Emery Lee and is the founder of Goodreads Romantic Historical Fiction Lovers and the Romantic Historical Lovers book review blog. Look for Victoria's sexy new contemporary cowboy series coming from Sourcebooks  summer 2014.

CONTACT:
Email: victoria.vane@hotmail.com
Web: http://www.victoriavane.com
Blog: http://victoriavane.wordpress.com
Twitter: @authorvictoriav
Facebook: Author Victoria Vane


Victoria will be awarding the winner's choice of one copy of "A Wild Night's Bride" or "A Breach of Promise" to randomly drawn commenters at each stop. 

Follow the tour and comment; the more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The tour dates can be found here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/08/super-book-blast-sheik-retold-by.html


Thanks Victoria for stopping by,

Anita