Sexy Lady Anita Philmar

Holiday Bite #Excerpt and #Holiday Fudge #Recipe by @JRoseAllister

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Wed, 30 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

My Accidental Fab-Favorite #Holiday Fudge #Recipe

J. Rose Allister

I make no secret of the fact that I’m a die-hard chocolate fanatic. (Even if I did, I fear my waistline might give me away.) Although I sneak chocolaty treats into my diet all year long, there’s one mega-indulgence that I only bring out during the holidays. It’s a creamy, super easy fudge recipe that was elevated from great to fabulous one year by accident. I sent my husband to shop for the ingredients, and he came home with milk chocolate chips instead of my trusty old semi-sweet. I tried them out with a skeptical heart, and the results rocked our world.

This fudge comes as close as I’ve ever gotten to duplicating my absolute childhood favorite: the pan fudge sold at the candy stores at Disneyland. Yum. Even better, it only requires four ingredients and no candy thermometer.

Ingredients:

24 ounces (approx. 1 ½ bags) of milk chocolate chips

1 can (14 ounces) sweetened condensed milk

¼ tsp salt

1 tsp vanilla

Directions:

In heavy saucepan over low heat, melt chocolate chips together with sweetened condensed milk and salt. Stir constantly to avoid scorching. As soon as chips are melted, remove from heat, stir in vanilla, and pour into a greased 8x8 inch pan. Chill until solid, cut into squares.

Makes about 24 squares (depending on the size of your cuts!)

Optional: add a handful of chopped nuts OR substitute the ½ bag of chocolate chips with flavored chips of your choice or about ½ cup nut butter.

Holidays Bite

By J. Rose Allister

An erotic paranormal holiday romance

Get it now!

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What goes together more naturally than vampires and Christmas?

When an annual holiday tradition turns into a near-fatal accident, Stephanie regains consciousness to find herself alone in a cabin with her rescuer, Thomas—a man who is gorgeous, dangerously sexy...and undead.

Despite the winter storm and her injuries, she knows she should run. So why does she keep winding up in the powerful, seductive embrace of the vampire who has exiled himself from humans to avoid his worst time of year for temptation?

“...more than just a Christmas tale...this is a story that can be read multiple times because it has so many rich layers to be discovered.” –Happily Ever After Reviews

Excerpt:

Stephanie walked out of the bathroom with as little limp as she could muster, thankful when a flood of adrenaline aided the cause. She wanted to give the impression she was less helpless and pathetic than the picture she’d painted thus far. Thomas stood by a newly stoked fire, and she ignored his searing gaze while she headed for the couch. Her socks, boots, and parka lay nearby, tempting her. Donning the latter now would be too obvious, however. She’d have to make a grab for the coat on her way out.

“Brr,” she said, making a show of rubbing her arms. “Cold after that shower.” She sat on the couch and pulled a quilt around her shoulders to give the appearance of settling in while she tugged on her socks and footwear. “But hopefully I smell better now.”

“Stephanie.”

She went on ignoring him and laced her boots tight.

“Stephanie.” He moved toward her.

“Hmm?”

She threw him a quick glance and a smile, refusing to meet his eyes. Then he knelt in front of her and took hold of her chin so she couldn’t look away.

His eyes searched hers. “I know what you’re thinking.”

“What I’m thinking?” She tried to keep an innocent tone. “I don’t know what you mean.”

His arched brow told her he knew she was lying. “You think I’m a vampire.”

She laughed. “Vampires don’t exist.” Please, God, let him laugh along. Her smile faded when he didn’t. “So, it’s true then?”

He glanced away, his lack of response providing all the answer she needed and didn’t want.

She shook her head. “Guess I didn’t do a convincing job pretending I didn’t know.”

“We can sense those who see us for what we are. It’s a built-in survival trait.”

“Handy skill.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to figure this out.”

She rubbed her arms again, this time against a true chill. “You’re a vampire. That just figures.”

“What does?”

She raised her arms. “Oh, just the old Stephanie Mars luck. I go for a simple outing and get dragged off by a raging creek. I meet the perfect guy, and he turns out to be an undead monster. No offense.”

His brow rose. “You think I’m the perfect guy?”

She shrugged. “What I think is that none of this is really happening. Maybe I bashed my skull so hard that this conversation is all going on in my head while I’m lying unconscious in a hospital somewhere. So yeah, if I have to be stuck in a concussive hallucination, why not include the perfect guy?”

A smile lit his dark expression out of nowhere and threatened to steal her breath. When white teeth flashed, she couldn’t help but look for sharp points. She saw none, and the smile vanished as fast as it had appeared. “So what if it turns out this isn’t a hallucination?” he said. “What if your so-called perfect guy is real, and he’s a vampire?”

About J. Rose Allister

I tend to dream up stories while either lying in bed at night, sitting at my desk at work, or anywhere I happen to be at the moment. It’s exciting to watch a story unfold, especially when my characters say or do something unexpected!

When I’m not busy playing chase-the-muse around my laptop, I enjoy spending time with my family, movies, and reading books. I rarely go anywhere without a reading device, even if it’s on my phone! I’m also a big fan of chocolate and coffee, even better together—and best alongside a book!

Author links:

Site: http://jroseallister.com

Blog: http://jroseallister.blogspot.com

Twitter: http://twitter.com/jroseallister

Facebook: http://facebook.com/JRoseAllisterBooks

Thanks for sharing and I love that fudge recipe. It makes it sooooo much easier,

Anita

A #RomanticErotica Little Lizzie's Reform by Allison West #BDSM

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Tue, 29 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Little Lizzie's Reform

by Allison West

Published by Blushing Books

Genre: Victorian, Age Play, Romantic Erotica, BDSM

Released: October 5, 2016

Blurb:

Thomas Montgomery seeks out troubled ladies that are in need of a strict and proper upbringing, encouraging them to join Alton Reform. Discovering Elizabeth Grey alone by the tavern at night, he insists he accompany her on the journey home, to ensure she makes her return safely. It is her sharp tongue and fiery defiance that makes him desire her as his little Lizzie.

Without reservation, he suggests to her father that Elizabeth be sent away to Alton Reform, a school known for its strict disciplinary measures to create fine young ladies capable of obeying their husbands. Ladies that without such correction would wind up in an asylum for their tenacious and troublesome ways.

Unwed and with no prospects of marriage, Elizabeth is forced by her father to attend Alton Reform and be trained by her governess under the headmaster’s guidance.

Elizabeth does not take well to Alton Reform’s ways of discipline. Unpleased after a stern spanking to her bare bottom, Elizabeth runs away, only to be caught by Mr. Thomas Montgomery.

Will he force her to return to Alton Reform? Can Thomas show Elizabeth that love can be gained from discipline? How will she feel when he confesses his desire to make her his little Lizzie?

*Little Lizzie’s Reform features elements of age play, anal play, discipline, and graphic sex.

Available now from:

Amazon | Blushing Books | Barnes & Noble | All Romance

Excerpt

Buttoning her coat, she pulled it tighter as she headed for the door on her way out of the tavern.

“Please do not tell me you came alone,” a gentleman with thick brown hair said as he held open the door for her. He towered above Elizabeth, gazing down at her with a stern gaze.

“My friend left early,” Elizabeth said; it was a lie. Had Isabel shown up, she would have had someone to accompany her at least half way home on foot. The walk was not bad, she had learned ways to cut through town and make the journey quicker.

“Right,” he said, staring at her, sizing her up. He did not so much as blink as he refused to look away.

He had the palest blue eyes that she had ever seen, with thick dark lashes that matched his mahogany hair. He was striking, no doubt, but Elizabeth had done well to avoid men and did not wish to change her ways now. She hadn’t paid anyone much attention in the tavern, but the way he answered, she half-wondered if he’d been watching her.

He shook his head, clearly unpleased. “It is not right for a lady such as yourself to be walking alone at night. I shall accompany you home. Unless you have a carriage waiting for you?” He glanced outside, waiting to see if her coachman would show himself and take responsibility for the girl being on her own. No one came forward.

“Sir, I do not know you,” Elizabeth said, glancing at him from head to toe. He was well dressed, a striking gentleman a few years older than her. “It would be improper for you, a stranger, to walk me to my door.” He appeared pleasant and kind but that did not mean the moment they stepped away from the tavern that he would not turn on her and insist to steal her virtue in the darkened streets. Perhaps she was foolish for being so cautious but she could not help the feeling that she found unsettling as he offered to escort her home. Besides, should he escort her to the door, her father would have had a fit to discover she had snuck out.

“Then perhaps my coachman and I will accompany you to your home. Surely your husband or father would be grateful to know that you have returned safely.”

He didn’t seem to back down, no matter how hard she pushed that she did not require an escort to accompany her home.

About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook and Twitter.

Visit her website here:

http://spankingauthor.com/

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Allison West and Blushing Books!

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Scandalous Stocking Stuffers #Win #Giveaway

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Mon, 28 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

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A #Holiday Romance and #Recipe Exchange with Trevann Rogers

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Sun, 27 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

After Midnight

Prequel to House of the Rising Son

Living After Midnight Series

Genre: Urban Fantasy

Improbable love. Impossible life. Immeasurable danger.

Jewell’s stepfather thinks she’s worthless. She agrees. When she looks in the mirror she sees an overweight, overemotional, overeating mess who can’t keep her fangs to herself.

Ria hails from a family of old world vamps who'd be happy to share their wealth with her, if only she’d fall in line. Fat chance, especially since being in that line includes not being gay.

Being in love is easy for Ria and Jewell—the young vampires belong together like vodka and tomato juice. Adding Cheyenne, a talented and sexy incubus, to their union is the hot sauce in their Bloody Mary. The only problem? Vampires and incubi are mortal enemies.

Despite the odds Ria, Jewell and Cheyenne find their way to happiness. But Jewell is hiding a huge secret, one that defies the laws of procreation: She’s going to have a baby.

While she tries to figure out how to break the unbelievable news to her lovers, a horror from Jewell’s past slithers into her present, forcing choices no one should have to make.

Will it be love or death? Happiness or safety? She has until dawn to decide...and it's already After Midnight.

Excerpt:

The choice between staying in on a Saturday night to clean and going to see Cheyenne at his first real gig hadn’t been a complicated decision. He was a world-class rocker who could play the guitar like a fiend and had a voice that made you feel…everything. Or made you horny. And fuck if she didn’t love him. Damn incubus.

She reached across him and caressed Jewell’s side. Jewell’s eyes opened and she stared expressionless at the ceiling, hyper-alert to danger. It always took a few moments after resurrecting for her to remember where she was and who was with her, but since moving into their new home it seemed to take even longer.

Ria sighed. She’d do anything if it would help Jewell feel safe enough to die each dawn and awaken peacefully. “All is well, Babydoll. It’s just me. Time to rise and twinkle with the stars.”

“Already?” Jewell scrunched her eyes and blinked as if trying to focus them.

Cheyenne lay his head on the soft swell of Jewell’s belly. “Didn’t we just go to bed?”

Ria kissed his back and licked a slow trail down his spine. “Hours ago. Did we tucker out the poor little sex demon?”

“Not hardly, dead girl.”

She grabbed a fistful of his hair and turned him to face her. “That’s undead girl, thank you.” She bit his lower lip and let it drag between her teeth. “Show us what you’ve got left.”

You can find After Midnight at Amazon

About Trevann

Trevann Rogers writes urban fantasy and LGBT paranormal romances. Her books include HOUSE OF THE RISING SON and its prequel novella, AFTER MIDNIGHT. Trevann's stories incorporate an unquenchable addiction to music and her love for vampires, Weres, incubi and rock stars. Like these elusive creatures, Trevann learned long ago that sometimes being yourself means Living After Midnight.

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Apple Pie Bars

Ingredients

1 package sugar cookie mix

1 egg

1/2-cup butter, melted

3/4 of can of apple pie filling

2 tbsp. brown sugar

Ground cinnamon to taste

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Butter a 8 x 8 in baking dish.

In a mixing bowl, combine sugar cookie mix, egg and melted butter. Set aside ONE cup. Press the rest of the dough into bottom of pan.

Spread apple pie filling over dough. Break reserved cup of dough into small pieces and distribute evenly on top of filling.

Combine brown sugar and ground cinnamon. Sprinkle on top of dough. Bake for 30 minutes or until edges are brown and dough is cooked through. (Depending on your oven this could take longer.)

If desired, serve with vanilla ice cream. (I highly recommend it.)

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Her Alien Commander by @AsheBarker #eroticromance, #NeverEndingTour

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Thu, 24 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Her Alien Commander

By Ashe Barker

Stormy Night, 2016
Released 2 September 2016
Sci-fi erotic romance
Approximately 64,000 words
HEA ending

Blurb

After leaving Earth on what she thought would be an adventure, Caria Montgomery quickly ends up in way over her head. Captured by hostile aliens, she faces the prospect of perishing on an isolated planet until she is rescued by Commander Phahlen Verdar and his crew.

Phahlen is delighted to have a human female aboard his ship. In the years since the women of his own world were nearly wiped out by a terrible plague, taking a mate has become all but impossible for most males of his species, and he doesn’t plan to let this opportunity pass him by. His plan to claim Caria is aided by the fact that, due to the unsavoury nature of the crew of the ship on which she was travelling, she is now a wanted fugitive back on Earth.

Though Caria is initially defiant, a sound spanking on her bare bottom demonstrates her admittedly handsome future mate’s resolve. His bold dominance awakens an intense need within her, and before long she finds herself yearning for the pleasure of his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to surrender herself fully to her alien commander, or will she seek to return to Earth and clear her name as soon as possible?

Publisher’s Note: Her Alien Commander includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Author Interview

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1. Who or what was the inspiration for Caria? Is she anything like you?

Well I’ve never joined a crew of space pirates and raided inter-stellar craft, but I might if the opportunity arose. I suppose Caria is something of an adventurer, and I’m a bit like that too. She tends to jump in with both feet, then worry about the consequences later. In Her Alien Commander she is often impetuous, but she has a streak of bloody-minded determination too, which I admire. The odds might be stacked against her, but she doesn’t give up.

2. So, tell us a bit more about Phahlen. He’s stern and sexy, with a twitchy palm, but what else is there to know?

Well, I think you just about covered the basics there. Phahlen has a strong sense of duty, and of justice, though Caria may not think so, at least not at first. He knows what he wants from her, but he takes care of her too. He saves her life at the start of the book, and it’s Phahlen who finds a solution to the problem of her criminal past. He’s always there when she needs him, though it takes her a while to appreciate his finer qualities.

3. How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction?

I think I have about forty titles out now, and they are all erotic stories. Some are more BDSM themed and some are spanking/domestic discipline. At first I wrote just contemporary stories, then I started adding a few historicals as well. Her Alien Commander is my first sci-fi and I loved writing it.

4. Why do you enjoy writing sci-fi?

Because I love the idea of playing God. I can create just the world(s) I want, set up whatever social system suits my story, and craft the most amazing characters. The usual laws of physics, time, and cultural behavior don’t count so the story-telling can be much more creative and inventive in an alternative universe. Stories which might be really controversial if written as a contemporary romance can be ‘cloaked’ in a sci-fi.

5. What advice would you have for writers who decide to try their hand at erotica?

I’d tell them to have a go, but to have a decent thesaurus to hand. And an internet connection. Youtube is the erotica writer’s friend.

6. Do you see writing as a career?

Yes. I try to be fairly ordered about it. I like to be at my desk (well, more accurately the kitchen table) laptop fired up and coffee to hand, by nine in the morning and I tend to write for most of the day then. There are also a lot of related tasks to keep on top of, mainly to do with promo or research, or keeping in touch with readers and other authors. It’s definitely a full-time job for me.

7. Do you recall how your interest in writing originated?

I think it was always there, though I only started writing properly about three years ago. I have always tended to plot stories in my head though, often when sitting in traffic jams on my daily commute. I now work at home so all that time spent inhaling exhaust fumes is finally paying off.

8. If you could have been told one thing that you weren't told when you were a teenager, what would you like to have heard?

I was given lots of advice as a teenager, much of it unsolicited and not especially good. I think we all have to make our own mistakes, but hopefully I haven’t made the same mistake to many times. That would be sad.

Looking back, I think the most important thing I picked up along the way was that we all have choices, all the time. We’re entitled to choose our own way in life, but we should also be ready to own and accept the consequences of our decisions.

Someone once invited me to cast my mind forward to a time perhaps sixty years from now when I’ll be long-gone and my daughter (currently eighteen) is herself entering old age. Imagine she’s talking to her grandchildren, telling them about me. What would I like her to be saying? My actions now, today, will dictate what those obituaries might be so don’t leave it until later to be the sort of person you want to be remembered as.

9. If you had to describe yourself using three words, it would be…

Resilient. Creative. Calm.

10. What would you do if you were the last person on this earth?

Turn out the lights.

11. If you were to write a book about yourself, what would you name it?

I think at some level or other they are all a little bit about me. I could never write a book about a heroine I didn’t actually like or identify with in some way. Maybe I’d call my autobiography Made a Difference, because I hope that would be true. Perhaps that should be on my gravestone rather than a book cover, come the day.

12. What's your favorite love story? (movie or book)

I adore Love Actually and I can’t count how many times I’ve seen that movie. It has lots of love stories all rolled up and woven into each other, but I think perhaps my favourite is the one featuring Hugh Grant.

I also remember reading Katherine by Anya Seton many years ago, and I’ve never forgotten the magic that shimmers between Katherine and her hero, John of Gaunt. Their lifetime love affair is set against the dramatic backdrop of medieval England, a period I also like to write about.

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About Ashe Barker

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

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EXCERPT (PG Rated)

“You have no privacy now, Caria.”

And didn’t she know it? That examination was proof enough. She tilted her chin again but offered no comment.

“Is that it? Have you no more to say to me?”

“No, sir.”

“You surprise me, Caria. I had expected to hear of your fears that once I learnt of your infertility I might find myself with no use for you after all. I don’t flatter myself that you harbour any real enthusiasm for your new station, but the alternatives are perhaps even less palatable. I believe you thought to avoid a worse fate by pretending acceptance of my terms. Am I right?”

Caria flattened her mouth, determined not to answer if she could help it.

“So, despite agreeing with me just now that omission of the truth is as culpable as lying to me, you still persist. You disappoint me, Caria.”

That remark stung her into offering something. Anything. “I… I had no idea what was wrong, that there even was anything wrong with me. I thought that maybe I was just unlucky.”

He shook his head. “You knew, or at least you suspected. I wondered why you were so tense, but it’s all clear enough now. You knew we’d discover the truth, just as I’m discovering it now despite your best efforts. Shall we cease this game, Caria?”

“I don’t know what you mean, sir.”

“Liar. I suggest you stop now before you make an already precarious situation infinitely worse.” He paused and watched her.

Caria felt not unlike a mouse caught in a cat’s claws, helpless and unable to escape, an unwitting plaything.

Phahlen continued. “I understand fear well enough, Caria, and I know it can drive us all to make poor decisions. You have no reason, yet, to trust me and it may surprise you to learn I understand why you kept this information to yourself. I might have done the same in your situation. It’s your insistence on clinging to this falsehood, though, which concerns me now. I need to know what you’re thinking and feeling, otherwise I will not be in a position to take care of you.”

“Take care of me?” Caria couldn’t contain her snort of derision. “You call abduction, imprisonment, and assault taking care of me? Please, Commander, do not trouble yourself further on my behalf.”

His eyes narrowed, and Caria knew she had gone too far. This Vahlean had made it clear how he would deal with insubordination and she had no reason to suppose he would welcome her sarcasm either. She stepped backward, her instinct to put more distance between herself and his anger.

Phahlen rose from his seat and came around the desk. He stopped and leaned one hip on the edge, watching as Caria edged further away. He said nothing, just pointed to a spot on the floor about two feet in front of him.

Caria’s brief flirtation with bravado evaporated. He would spank her again, or worse. No one on board this ship would help her, there was no escape. Slowly, her eyes on the floor, she returned to stand on the spot he indicated.

She was surprised when he placed two fingers under her chin and tipped her face up so he could meet her gaze. His eyes were stern, but not unkind. Perhaps he did understand after all.

“How long did you expect your deception to last, Caria? Did you imagine you might get away with it, even?”

“No, sir,” she whispered. “I, I didn’t think it through.” That, at least, was true. Her actions had been on the spur of the moment.

“Didn’t you? I’m not so sure. I wonder if you perhaps thought to make your escape before your little charade was discovered.”

“No, sir, I—”

“Caria…” The warning in his tone was beyond misinterpretation. And yet again he had scored a direct hit.

“I… I believed I might… That you…”

“Quite. But that’s not going to happen. You’re going nowhere unless I permit it, and the sooner you reconcile yourself to that reality, the better.

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A #HolidayRecipe and #NewRelease: Lily and the Gambler by @LyndiLamont

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Tue, 22 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Lily & the Gambler

By Linda McLaughlin

Sensual Western Historical Romance

Blurb:

Respectability is in the eye of the beholder. Or so Lily Penhallow hopes when she assumes the guise of the widow Albright. She has learned the price of flaunting convention and is determined to obey society's rules from now on. After her lover, Nigel Albright, was killed in a duel over a card game, Lily dons widow’s weeds and travels to Grass Valley, California where she plans to marry the man her uncle works for, a respectable mine owner named Hugh Ogilvie. Then, on the riverboat from San Francisco, she meets Creighton 'King' Callaway, a professional gambler, just the kind of man she should avoid.

King believes that since life is a gamble, there's no point in planning for the future. You have to trust Lady Luck. After meeting Lily, King knows he has found his Queen of Hearts. But can he convince her to pass up a sober businessman for a foot-loose card sharp?

Only Lady Luck knows for sure...

(Previously published in a shortened version by Amber Quill Press)

Buy links:

Amazon Kindle US: https://smile.amazon.com/dp/B01MYMEKMD/

BN/Nook: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/lily-and-the-gambler-linda-mclaughlin/1125157205

Coming Soon to Other Retailers

Excerpt:

Lily smiled at him. “That was quite a trick. Do you tell fortunes, too?”

“As a matter of fact, I do. Is the lady interested?”

“Perhaps,” she said, aware he was flirting with her again and annoyed with herself because she was enjoying it. “There should be a deck of cards here somewhere.”

“No cards required. Just let me see your palm.”

Unable to stop herself, Lily stripped off her gloves and let him take her hand. He held it in his left hand, and with his right index finger, traced the lines on her palm. Shivers ran up her arm at each caressing touch. His scent, a mixture of bay rum, male musk, and a faint hint of tobacco, overwhelmed her.

“What do you see?” she asked, her voice suddenly breathless.

“Health and long life.”

“What, no handsome stranger?” she joked.

He raised his head and stared into her eyes. “Oh, yes, I see romance ahead for you. With a dark haired fellow. But he isn’t a stranger.”

For what seemed an age, she stared into his green-gold eyes while her pulse quickened and warmth stole through her veins. It would be so easy to surrender to the feelings he evoked.

“I also see a fork in the road ahead,” he added softly. “You have a decision to make. A very important decision.”

She snatched her hand away, knowing she couldn’t afford to be distracted by him. It wasn’t as if he had made her any promises. “I think you need to practice your fortune-telling skills, Mr. Callaway.”

He chuckled. “There’s something else I’d like to practice.” Cupping her chin, he stared at her, his eyes full of half promises. “Oh, hell, I may get my face slapped for this, but…” His hand moved to the back of her neck as he lowered his head and captured her lips in a kiss that stole her breath away.

For a moment, she closed her eyes and gave herself up to the kiss. Then a door slammed somewhere in the house, reminding her of where they were. She pushed him away. “How dare you?” she hissed.

He gave her a lazy grin. “What’s that old saying? Nothing ventured, nothing gained?”

“I think you’d best be going.”

He paused at front door, turned and held her gaze for a moment, then left.

She sighed and leaned against the doorjamb. What had she been thinking to let him kiss her, however briefly?

Original Holiday Recipe: Lyndi's Cranberry-Blueberry Delight

Ingredients:

1 14 oz. can of Whole Berry Cranberry Sauce

1 package of fresh blueberries (about 4 oz.)

1 cup of golden raisins

Mix, chill and serve. That's it!

The recipe serves 8-10 ladies. (The attached photo doesn't reflect the full recipe. It's what is left over after a couple of days of snacking on it.) I’ve also spread it on turkey sandwiches in lieu of regular cranberry sauce.

Since it's so simple, it's easy to experiment. Add nuts for crunch or sweeten to taste, if it's too tart. I'm thinking about adding some of those little marshmallows next time for color and sweetness.

Author bio:

Linda McLaughlin grew up with a love of books and history, so it's only natural she prefers writing historical romance. She loves transporting her readers into the past where her characters learn that, in the journey of life, love is the sweetest reward. Linda also writes steamy to erotic romance under the name Lyndi Lamont, and is one half of the writing team of Lyn O'Farrell. A native of Pittsburgh, PA. she now lives in Southern California.

You can find her online at http://lindalyndi.com

Blog: http://lindalyndi.com/reading-room-blog/

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/LindaMcLaughlinAuthor

Twitter: @Lyndi Lamont https://twitter.com/LyndiLamont

Thanks for sharing and Happy Thanksgiving,

Anita

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noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Mon, 21 Nov 2016 04:00:00 +0000

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Reaper's Kiss by Allison West #NeverEndingTour #Spanking #Romance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Thu, 17 Nov 2016 15:40:00 +0000

Reaper's Kiss by Allison West

Published: August 30, 2016

Publisher: Blushing Books

Genre: Paranormal, Romantic Erotica, BDSM

Blurb:

Heir to the throne of Casmerelda, Princess Ophelia has a knack for disobeying the rules. When she sneaks out in secret to visit her boyfriend, her life takes an unexpected twist. She is murdered by an unknown assailant outside the Blue Moon Tavern and is tasked with being a grim reaper. Is it punishment for her naughty night outings or the Dacre curse?

Wynter Gael has no choice but to reap the soul of Ophelia Dacre and bring her into the world of the undead. Responsible for reaping souls and fixing her mistakes, he must decide if putting her over his knee is worth it or if she should be sent to the royal council for further disciplinary action.

Reaper’s Kiss is a paranormal erotic novel with elements of spankings, anal play, graphic sex, and mild violence.

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Excerpt

“I don’t like it.” What was there to like? Larkin, the gentleman she’d been sneaking out to visit had an appointment with death. He felt bad for the guy, especially given the fact the girl he liked was recently murdered, but what could he do?

“You’re not supposed to,” Wynter said and sighed. “Maybe you should stay here for today.”

“The hell I am!” Leila stood up. Her hands in fists. “I’m not going to sit by and idly watch as you reap the man I love! Not a chance in hell!”

About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Erotica, BDSM, Romantic Erotica, Sci-Fi, Victorian, and Historical Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Visit her website here:

http://spankingauthor.com/

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Allison West and Blushing Books!

Little Prim and Proper

Enrolling Little Etta

Thanks for sharing,

Anita

Neanderthals Fight for Survival in The Warrior in Me #MFRWHooks #Murder #Scifiromance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Wed, 16 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Not everyone is happy about the discovery of Neanderthal DNA in the human genome. Why?
Because like others, they are worried how they will be perceived by the world. Especially, when scientists discover a link between Neanderthal DNA and special abilities that they possess.

The Warrior in Me – Erotic Murder Mystery/ Romantic suspense

Blurb:

Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner's killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she's the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she's tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard's he-man tactics. Still, there's something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she's demanding to go home.

Then Lily's ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he's hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?

Excerpt : First Kiss

Seconds before his mouth covered hers, she whispered, “Sebastian, I don’t—” The rest of the sentence died under the quick spear of his tongue, seeking entrance into the hot moist haven of her mouth.

The fight he expected didn’t fully materialize. She gasped in shock, and her body stiffened. Then she lifted her hands to his shoulders, leaving the few inches between them vacant.

Tightening his grip, he drew the soft cushion of her breasts invitingly against his chest. All too quickly, he moved past the point of a simple kiss and fed on her unique flavor. He’d gone too long without the seductive touch of a woman. Today, she’d tempted him with the fire of her anger and the gentle concern for him at the loss of his friend. Holding himself in check, he’d resisted until she’d revealed her passion for her research. Now, he couldn’t contain his enthusiasm for her any longer. He ate at her lips, nipping and sucking until they opened wider.

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A #Holiday #Recipe and Deadly Alliance @RowlandKathleen #Tirgearr Romantic Suspense

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Tue, 15 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Please welcome Kathleen Rowland, author of heart-stopping action-packed romantic suspense. Kathleen rings in the holidays with healthy Goat Cheese Tartlets with Spiced Apple-Fig Compote. This festive appetizer is 50 calories per serving and makes 30 tartlets.

Ingredients

30 item(s) mini phyllo shell(s)
¹/₃ cup(s) fat-free cream cheese, softened
5 ¹/₃ Tbsp soft-type goat cheese, softened (1/3 cup)
1 item(s) egg white(s)
2 Tbsp honey
1 Tbsp all-purpose flour
2 medium Granny Smith apple, peeled, coarsely grated (about 3/4 cup)
¹/₂ cup(s) jam, fig variety
¹/₈ tsp ground allspice
¹/₄ cup(s) mint leaves, fresh, for garnish

Instructions

Preheat oven to 350°F. Arrange phyllo shells on a cookie sheet.
In a medium bowl, using an electric mixer, combine cream cheese, goat cheese, egg white, honey and flour until thick and creamy, about 5 to 6 minutes; spoon 1 teaspoon of filling in each shell. Bake until set, about 15 minutes; remove from oven and let cool.
Meanwhile, in a small saucepan, combine apple, jam and allspice; set over medium heat. Cook, stirring frequently, until jam melts and mixture thickens slightly (juice from apples will evaporate); remove from heat and let cool to room temperature. Just before serving, spoon 1 teaspoon apple compote onto each tart; garnish with mint. Yields 1 tartlet per serving.

Here is the blurb for Deadly Alliance:

Finbar Donahue, former Army Ranger, walked on the wild side in Iraq, but now he lives in the shadows. After his evasive partner, Les, was shot in a random drive-by, Finn discovers cash is siphoned monthly. He fights to keep his investment company afloat. When the late partner’s girlfriend, Amy Kintyre, applies for his bookkeeping job, Finn suspects she knows about his company drain and hires her.
Amy needs a nine-to-five with free evenings and weekends to get her fashion design business back on track. She unearths Les’ s secret bank account and alerts Finn. Freezing of the money laundering account sets off havoc within an Irish gang. Amy witnesses a gang fight between a brutal ISIS fundraising organization and the Irish. Desperate to escape a stalker’s crosshairs, she seeks refuge with Finn. As danger heats up, sparks fly hotter.

Deadly Alliance Excerpt:

The front door opened.

“Sorry, we’re closed.” Holding a broom, the owner of the bar swept behind the bar. Burlie didn’t look up.

Finn stepped closer. Drunken merrymakers, they were not. His heart hammered like it was stuck in overdrive.

“We offer protection.” Speaking with a Spanish accent, the shortest of the trio dressed like the others, and donned the ISIS-style black ski mask.

“I have protection.” Burlie’s big mouth nailed his coffin.

A second thug grabbed the bartender’s hand and pulled out clippers. “You’ll change your mind, one finger at a time.”

“I just paid the Irish.” Panic burrowed into Burlie’s high-pitched cry. He thrashed his arms as he tried to pull his hand back.

“Us you pay.” His utterance with the object in the first position identified him as an Arab speaker. Light glinted off shiny metal. The thug pulled a combat knife, grabbed Burlie’s arms, spun him, put the blade to his neck. Finn dialed 911 and then shouted, “Finn Donahue here. Gang trouble. Burlie’s Jazz Club.” To grab their attention even more, he heaved in a breath and released a long whistle. His distraction worked.

Burlie broke from the hold, and Finn thanked God for the curious.

“Where are you?” Heavy boots pounded toward him.

Finn’s phone vibrated, but he killed the call and darted into the first door he saw, the one with the frosted pink window. He spotted Amy at the sink and pointed his index finger up.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around his fist. After rapping on the glass, he wound up and threw a hard punch through the window. Glass splintered as he connected with the thug’s nose. Prepared to jump aside, he opened the door.

Amy followed and jumped over the guy spread on the floor, holding a hand over his bleeding nose.

He struggled to stand. Finn patted him down, took his gun, and pointed it at him. After the guy stood, Finn walked him to a chair. “Don’t move.”

“I’ll phone the police.” A high-pitched squeal came from the back of her throat. “Never mind. Police are here.”

From the street, the blue light of a cop car radiated across the club’s interior like a strobe. Uniforms burst through the door.

The first officer made radio contact with homicide, and the second, much younger, rushed to the nearest thug and pulled out flex-cuffs.

“Stand over there, Amy.” Finn motioned toward a corner.

She rolled her eyes and dashed toward Burlie who wrestled with the Arab and tried to keep him from moving toward the young rookie. Amy pulled an item from her purse. A Swiss army knife? Out came a miniature cork screw.

The rookie cop turned the Arab around to be handcuffed and leaned him against a wall. The thug used the hard surface as leverage to throw himself against him.

Finn saw it coming. A switchblade sprung from the Arab’s sleeve. In a split second, he drove it into the cop’s shoulder, but Amy stabbed him in the back with the wine opener.

The Arab spun and pulled a knife from his jeans’ pocket. Amy dodged, but he thrust it into a cop’s gut before running.

Finn waited for an opening and shot him in the hip.

Howling about uncivilized barbarians, he dropped.

Up from his chair, the loser with the broken nose swung his fists, raining blows and a kick to the nuts which Finn deflected.

“Don’t make me shoot you.” Finn stunned him with a chop to the neck, caught him in a headlock. With a gun at his back, he marched him forward.

Amy broke into the center of the room and turned around, taking in the menacing scene. The girl-next-door had street smarts, competency with the corkscrew, and fearless determination.

He walked over and touched her weapon-holding hand. “You didn’t have pocket-knife experience on your resume.” It didn’t make her invincible. Nor did it mean he should hire her.

She shook her head. “Never used it this way. It’s handy when hiking She looked at her pocket knife, folded and stuffed it in her pocket. Her eyes blinked in frenzy in spite of her bravery.

Buy links:

Amazon US
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Amazon UK

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Deadly-Alliance-Kathleen-Rowland-ebook/dp/B019EE5OP8/

Nook:

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US
http://www.amazon.com/Deadly-Alliance-Kathleen-Rowland-ebook/dp/B019EE5OP8/

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Book Buyers Best finalist Kathleen Rowland is devoted to giving her readers fast-paced, high-stakes suspense with a sizzling love story sure to melt their hearts. Lily’s Pad and the Intervenus Series: A Brand New Address and Betrayal at Crater’s Edge are sweet. Deadly Alliance and her work-in-progress, Unholy Alliance, are contracted with Tirgearr Publishing and written for adults.

Kathleen used to write computer programs but now writes novels. She grew up in Iowa where she caught lightning bugs, ran barefoot, and raced her sailboat on Lake Okoboji. Now she wears flip-flops and sails with her husband, Gerry, on Newport Harbor but wishes there were lightning bugs in California.

Kathleen exists happily with her witty CPA husband, Gerry, in their 70’s poolside retreat in Southern California where she adores time spent with visiting grandchildren, dogs, one bunny, and noisy neighbors. While proud of their five children who’ve flown the coop, she appreciates the luxury of time to write. If you’d enjoy news, sign up for Kathleen’s newsletter at http://www.kathleenrowland.com/

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Thanks Kathleen for sharing. I will have to try those tartlets,

Anita

#Winners of A Paper Back Copy of The Warrior in Me @AnitaPhilmar

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Tue, 15 Nov 2016 08:00:00 +0000

I'm so excited to announce the winners of my giveaway -

Drum roll please.

Cindy Hagerthy

Tiana Ford

Sabrina Jurban

Each will receive a paperback copy of my book The Warrior in Me. I will be notifying each person through email.

The Warrior in Me is getting great reviews.

Check them out on Amazon

and Goodread.

Thanks everyone for your support.

Anita

Celebrate #NewRelease The Warrior in Me @AnitaPhilmar #Win_Warrior_In_Me #Book

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Fri, 11 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Released Today

The Warrior in Me

Title: The Warrior In Me
Series Name: Ancient Warrior Prophecy
Theme(s): Action-Adventure, Murder/Mystery

SubGenre(s): Paranormal, Suspense, Futuristic/Sci-Fi

Blurb: Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner's killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she's the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

Now available at

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M9C5QLQ

http://wildcatalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-erotic/4749-the-warrior-in-me.html

On sale 11/11 - 11/14/ 2016 for 50% off at The Wild Rose Press.

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Reviews on Good Read
Here is the link to my new book "The Warrior in Me."
https://www.goodreads.com/

Snippets of reviews.

"I couldn't put this book down once I started it"

"what a ride!"

"There are many interesting plot twists that keep you wondering who was behind the murders and what was the motive."

"A well-built mystery, a hot romance and developed characters "

WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN

Giving Away 3 Paperback Copies of

*Paperback books sent to the continental US and Canada. Foreign winners will receive
ebook GC from Amazon for The Warrior in Me.

You can enter multiple ways.

Chose Any or all (each one counts as a separate entry)

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Share on Twitter (can enter once a day)

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or simply leave a comment below.

Winners will be announced on Tuesday 11/15 (Winners will need to provide information to receive book/ebook. Only one book per person.)

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Thanks everyone for entering my contest and best of luck,

Anita

SomeWhere Along the Way He Lost...The Cardinal's Whores @AuthorABlake #NeverEndingTour

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Thu, 10 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

The Cardinal’s Whores

Adrienne Blake

8/12/16

Taglines:

"Would you do anything for me?"

Blurb:

Blackmail, betrayal, and bedroom lust are standard fare in the court of Henry the Eighth. Joan Larke has heard all her young life that this is so, but she is completely unprepared to be dragged into the midst of it. Dragged she is, though, when the beautiful girl falls into the hands of the powerful and power hungry Thomas Wolsey, cardinal, confidant, and finally lord chamberlain to the king.

Wolsey knows how many secrets are passed in the bedchamber, and shamelessly enlists any woman who comes within his influence as his spy. He turns her, under duress, into a whore who brings him information from her pillow talk with the movers and shakers of the early 16th century. But he needs love, too, and he keeps Joan to himself—for a time.

When Joan finds herself no longer wanted and in peril of spending the rest of her life in a nunnery, she turns to Lady Anne Boleyn, who is rapidly supplanting Queen Catherine in Henry’s affections. But treachery is a two-edged sword, and the betrayer often becomes the betrayed in the shadowy world of Tudor court intrigue.

Although Joan has secrets of her own she can trade, in the end, she can do nothing but watch and tremble as the cardinal and the would-be queen battle behind the scenes for the love of their king, and to keep from winding up under the axe, as so many did in those dark days.

Purchase Links

Amazon Purchase Link: The Cardinal’s Whores

Except:

His touch was electric, but the thrill was tinged with fear. She was not as comely as once she was and she was afraid to undress fully in front of such a beautiful man. What would he think of her? But those kisses were so sweet, his attentions so tender. The bloom of passion kindled within her mind smothered her fear, and as his hand rose higher along her leg, she chose not to restrain him, preferring to live in the moment and leave tomorrow to look after itself.

His hand soon reached the top of her thighs, and as he caressed her there, she was pressed gently down onto the couch. She did not resist him, though she trembled every inch of the way. Yet it was a sweet fear, and her greatest fear of all was that he would stop and think better of what he was doing. But he did not stop. She sensed his need was as great as her own, and his adept fingers teased and played with her, turning her desert into a honeyed oasis, while his mouth kissed the orbs of her bosom, releasing her nipples from her corset, and sucking her so hard she thought she would cry out.

Author Promo

Adrienne lives in the North East, in a rural area surrounded by cows and determined rabbits. She has two cats, both masters of the contemptuous stare, who she idolizes. When she’s not penning for monies she’s either baking something, or driving very long distances for the hell of it. This renders a unique opportunity to ponder her plots and characters; she prides herself on writing the unexpected, and is always cooking up new ways to pleasure her readers. Her favorite genre is twisted history - and applies varying degrees of heat to keep you titillated from beginning to end.

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Tartan Temptation by Kayden Claremont #Erotic #Romance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Wed, 09 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

Blurb: Financial planner Cora Siegfried has returned to her hometown to settle her late father's estate. Get in, get out, that's the plan. When she's almost run over by a kilt-wearing hottie on a motorcycle, all her well-laid plans go up in smoke, and all she can think about is getting well laid by her childhood crush. But after what she hoped would be a one-night stand, leaving him might not be as easy. Talk about a tartan temptation.

With his throne on the line, Brodie Murdock needs to secure his kingdom by taking a bride. When the only woman he's ever wanted steps right into his path, he knows the legends are true. She is his destiny. The feisty female isn't hard to seduce into his bed for the night, but she's proving difficult to convince they are meant for forever. And then there's the secret that could destroy any chance of their future--a secret he's not ready to confess. Not until his stubborn soul mate admits she needs him for more than sex.

Excerpt :
She smoothed along the tight fabric covering her thighs. “I’m wearing a skirt.”
He pointed to his kilt. “So am I.”
The corners of her mouth turned up, and his heart warmed. “It’s simple. Just take your skirt here—” He grabbed the front hem of his kilt. “—and hike your leg over the seat.”
Mischief shone in her eyes as she placed her hand where he showed her on her pencil skirt, “You mean like this?” She couldn’t raise her leg very far off the ground. “Mine’s too tight.”
He had already noticed how it hugged her hips. “Then hike up your skirt, lass, and hop on your chariot.”
Before she could reply, a crack of thunder shook the ground and lightening flashed across the sky.
Brodie sensed not only the approaching storm but the storm of emotions raging inside Cora. He couldn’t leave her alone. “Get on the bike. We have to get out of here.” He climbed on the motorcycle, tucking the kilt under him, and extended his hand. “Come.”
She gazed at him for a second, then pulled the strap of her purse over her head, hiked-up her proper, business-length skirt to the point of indecency, and swung her leg over the seat behind him.
He shouldn’t be encouraging her to spend time with him. It was crazy to tempt the gods, but he couldn’t help himself. She was a damsel in distress, and he had to rescue the woman connected to his heartblood.
When Cora wrapped her hands around him, his chest tightened. He struggled to keep his wits about him as he gazed up at the clouds. They had to get to safety.
Gunning the throttle of the motorcycle, they raced down the street to their fate.
Buy Links:

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Kayden Claremont Bio:
Kayden loves sexy, well-crafted stories of lust and love. Her sensuous style drives the characters in lustful romps. When she is not crafting erotic romantic stories, she can be found crocheting or making jewelry.
Kayden is a member of Romance Writers of America, Toronto Romance Writers, and Writing Community of Durham Region.

She hopes you enjoy her other books, HELL’S BOUNTY, TIMELESS PASSION, and RED HOT all published by The Wild Rose Press.

Website: www.kaydenclaremont.com/
Blog: https://kaydenclaremont.wordpress.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/kaydenclaremont
FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/kayden.claremont/
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/author/show/9136748.Kayden_Claremont

Thanks for sharing,

Anita

Discovering a New #EroticRomance #Author or Finding a Good Read #ASMSG

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Mon, 07 Nov 2016 09:00:00 +0000

For most of us, we have a limited amount of time to spend reading. Which means, we want to go to an author that we are sure will give us the type of book we are looking for. This is the reason so many of us return again and again to Best Selling authors.

However, what happens when you’ve read everything from your favorite author?

You start asking around and looking for other authors, who write erotic romance.

Still, you don’t want to waste time on a book that three pages in your ready to throw against the wall or wipe from your ebook reader. Nor do you want to spend money on a book you won’t enjoy.

So that why for the past four years, I had my book “Hot Prairie Nights,” up free on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and many more. A few months ago, I took it down and now offer it only to people who sign up for my email list.

Why? Because if you like Hot Prairie Nights, you’ll want to know about my other books and join my community of friends. If you don’t you simple unsubscribe to my Special Friends Newsletter.

Here is the link on InstaFreebies

https://www.instafreebie.com/free/3JMW4

Now the next question – Is one book enough to judge an author? What if they go from writing a novella to a full length novel?

Love for you to comment and come back Wednesday for my response.

Anita

The Warrior in Me by @AnitaPhilmar #5StarsReviews, #asmsg, #romanticsuspense

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Sun, 06 Nov 2016 08:00:00 +0000

With every new release, authors send our ARC (advance reader copies) for people to review.

I'm so excited by the number of reviews on Good Read when the book is not even scheduled for release until Nov. 11, this Friday. Here is the link to my new book "The Warrior in Me." https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32764417-the-warrior-in-me

Snippets of reviews.

"I couldn't put this book down once I started it"

"what a ride!"

"There are many interesting plot twists that keep you wondering who was behind the murders and what was the motive."

"A well-built mystery, a hot romance and developed characters "

Title: The Warrior In Me
Series Name: Ancient Warrior Prophecy
Theme(s): Action-Adventure, Murder/Mystery

SubGenre(s): Paranormal, Suspense, Futuristic/Sci-Fi

Now available for PreOrder at

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M9C5QLQ

http://wildcatalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-erotic/4749-the-warrior-in-me.html

Will be on sale 11/11 - 11/14/ 2016 for 50% off at The Wild Rose Press.

Hope you enjoy,
Anita

Anita

Human Surrender: Five Dark alien Warrior #Romance #Novellas #NeverEndingTour

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Fri, 04 Nov 2016 08:00:00 +0000

Title: Human Surrender: Five Dark Alien Warrior Romance Novellas

Authors: Sue Lyndon, Alta Hensley, Renee Rose, Kallista Dane, Aubrey Cara

Genre: Erotic Sci-Fi Romance

Word Count: 175K

Links

Amazon: http://myBook.to/humans

Nook: http://goo.gl/hqJrM2

iBooks: https://goo.gl/B8WSnH

Kobo: https://goo.gl/T2goUx

Smashwords: https://goo.gl/xO558X

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Blurb:

Fierce alien warriors don't ask.

They take, they claim, and they conquer - even when the object of their desires is a trembling human female.

Human Surrender contains five *all-new* dark sci-fi alien romance novellas, brought to you by USA Today and international bestselling authors of BDSM and spanking romance. Featured novellas:

Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara

Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley

His Human Slave by Renee Rose

Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane

Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon

Publisher’s Note: The books included in this naughty collection are MF and MFM pairings. Though the stories are dark, all have happy endings. **Over 175,000 words of dark romance ~ complete stories with no cliffhangers**

Individual Blurbs:

Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara

Upon waking in a dimly lit white room, my biggest fear was that I had been kidnapped by a serial killer. I learned there are things out here in the universe much worse than anything on Earth. And, even if you escape, you can never go home.

They’re not kind, these being who stole me and want to use me as chattel. The others—part man, part machine— have claimed me for their own, but I’m far from saved.

Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley

My planet of Unin had all but been destroyed, and what was left was quickly being devastated by civil wars throughout. Everything I once believed, once knew, once fought ruthlessly to protect, had now vanished. Once I was a fierce warrior, and now simply a slave being transported by two brothers to a planet 720 hours away to mutate and die.

A lot can happen in 720 hours…

His Human Slave by Renee Rose

Collared and caged, his human slave awaits her training.

Zander, the alien warrior prince intent on recovering his planet, needs a mate. While he would never choose a human of his own accord, his physician’s gene-matching program selected Lamira’s DNA as the best possible match with his own. Now he must teach the beautiful slave to yield to his will, accept his discipline and learn to serve him as her one true master.

Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane

Left stranded on the hostile world of Cephaia, Commander Cass Randall finds herself face to face with alien twins Ryn and Rom. Seeking revenge on humans for the death of their Mate, the warriors take out their rage and pain on Cass. But they discover the desire they feel for their captive is far more powerful than their anger.

Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon

On my eighteenth birthday, the Kleaxians attacked and killed all the human males aboard the Stargazer. The females were kept as mates or slaves. I was taken as a mate. Lucky me.

The huge alien who claimed me is called Prince Kenan. He says he’ll never let me go—that we are bonded for life. When I defy him, he punishes me in the most humiliating ways imaginable. But sometimes he’s tender and loving. I try to be good so he doesn’t hurt me.

I don’t know what scares me more—that I’ll never escape Prince Kenan…or that I’m starting to fall for my captor.

Excerpts

Taking Their Human by Aubrey Cara Excerpt:

They’re behemoths.

Trying to calm my breathing, I take them in. Their clothes are made out of material I’ve never seen before, all in black. Their t-shirts look almost normal, but their tight fitting cargo pants seem almost like wet suit material and are lined with body armor- like padding along the front. “I am Cal, and this is my brother Kein,” the one on the left says in English, his voice dark and dangerous.

Twins. So not clones.

As perfectly identical as they are, I instinctively know the one on the right, Kein is the one who called me their mercy. And, lord help me, I had wanted to be just that. I hate myself for finding them the least bit intriguing. They took me when I was out of my mind and had no control. But I was riding some strange tide of lust, and the way he looked at me was so raw. So full of need.

He’s not staring at me that way today. Their matching taciturn stares make me shiver, their faces pulled down in authoritative lines. My gaze skitters away, ending my perusal of the pair.

When I woke up on that horrible exam table, Kein’s gaze filled me with something akin to warmth. I felt comforted. Strangely safe. I’ve kept that with me for days, using it to bolster my strength. Telling myself the lie they may be on my side.

Now, their blank masked expressions leave me on edge. I try to calm my nerves and appear as unaffected as they are. I doubt it’s working.

Thinking about what these powerful strangers did to me I flush. I should feel debased. Violated. In a way I guess I do, but this aching awareness is disturbing in its intensity.

I hate myself as much as I hate them. I want them to go away so I can stop feeling this way. I bite the inside of my cheek.

“We have come to take you to mate,” Cal says.

That’s direct and in no way alleviates my trepidations about them being here. “Why?” My voice trembles. I fist my hands trying to will away my reaction to their nearness. “Why are you doing this?”

“We are Monrok,” Cal says as offhandedly as if the sky is blue and I am an idiot.

“I don’t know what that is.”

“Monrok are the Elite Guard and property of the Zapex,” Kein replies.

Property? They do seem like an elite task force of some kind. Hard edged. Authority oozes from them. How could they be anyone’s property? They have that go, Army roughness about them times twenty. If the Zapex are powerful enough to keep these men under their command, what hope do I have?

“I thought you were humans.” A part of me had been comforted in a way by that fact. The part that knew my circumstances could be worse but did not dwell on how they could be worse.

“We are Monrok,” Cal repeats, seeming perturbed.

My own fuse shortens. “I still don’t understand what that means.”

Cal scowls. “We are the Elite—”

Kein raises a hand. “We will deal with this later.” His deep, rumbling voice makes me shiver. “Come, female.” He steps forward, holding out his hand, offering me the illusion of choice. The gesture is kind, if hollow.

Part of me wants to curl up in a tighter ball and never leave the safety of my mat. But I doubt refusal is an option. Before I can think twice, I take his hand and fight gripping it like a lifeline. He’s not here to save me, but, after days of being scared and alone, that’s exactly what his large hand wrapped around my smaller one feels like. Safety.

Pallid Slave by Alta Hensley Excerpt:

In moments, you will feel nothing but pleasure. Nothing but intense sexual need.” Cross placed a trail of soft kisses along my stomach. “Relax, Truth. Submit, yield, relinquish your body and soul to me.”

His hands moved along the soft mounds of my breasts, gently massaging my fiery skin. He lowered his mouth to one of my hardened nipples and began to trace his tongue along the tip. I moaned as the inferno slowly eased from my body. Cross continued to lick as his hand caressed my pussy. Two fingers trailed down the wet folds before finding my welcoming entrance. He pressed his fingers inside, causing a gasp to escape my lips. The gold lifeblood from just his fingers sent a surge of healing power through me. I wanted more! I wanted his cock—so full of light.

“Release the pain. Allow me to remove it from your body,” Cross coaxed.

I kept my eyes closed as I tried to concentrate on the sensual feeling of his fingers moving in a rhythmic motion inside my quivering pussy. I moaned with delicious agony, but slowly the moans became ones of pleasure.

He worked his fingers in and out of my cunt while slightly nipping at my breast in his mouth. When I moaned even louder, he moved his lips to my neck, kiss by kiss, lick by lick.

Sucking at my earlobe, Cross whispered, “Do you want to feel my cock buried deep inside of you? Do you want to feel the orgasm I give you course through every muscle of your body? Taking away the pain my brother caused you?”

I tried to reply but was unable to speak. I could only moan and thrust my hips into his hand which was still deep within my pussy.

He lowered his mouth down my torso until he pressed his lips to my awaiting clit. Taking it within his lips, he sucked the remaining pain from my body. I finally opened my eyes and looked down to find Cross staring up at me from between my legs.

“I see in your eyes the pain is gone.” He sucked on my clit some more, causing me to arch my back in need. “Now, it is time to feel nothing but pure bliss.”

Excerpt From His Human Slave by Renee Rose

He spun the cage back so she faced him once more. “Open cage,” he commanded, and the voice-activated lock clicked. To her, he said, “Come out.”

She didn’t move.

His tone went sharp. “Do not anger me a second time, Lamira.”

Well, apparently he’d already cowed her completely because his words went straight to her chest, creating a sudden tightening and sending her instantly into motion. She hated how easily he’d mastered her. One stupid spanking and she rushed to please him.

She sniffed back the tears and attempted to push up to her hands and knees—no easy feat with her wrists and ankles bound.

“Release wrist cuffs. Release ankle cuffs,” he commanded. They sprang apart but not off.

She backed out of the cage, toward the door, not sure how she would get out until his large hands grasped her waist and lifted her easily to the floor.

Where to look... Certainly not at the prince—her master—although his presence was more than commanding. He stood almost seven feet tall with thick, corded muscles across his chest and arms.

Moisture gathered between her legs.

He looked more warrior than prince. No, he was all king. A warrior king. Earlier, she’d stared at him boldly. Now she kept her eyes lowered, trained at his bare feet. They were no different from hers, except larger and with the brown-purple skin tone of the Zandians. She glanced at her own toes. They were cleaner than they’d ever been before. Even her toenails had been buffed to a glossy shine. How long had she been out?

The prince cupped her chin and lifted her face. His touch was gentler than she expected. She still couldn’t meet his gaze, choosing instead to stare at his thick neck and the part of his bare chest visible beneath his loose, finely woven white shirt. Her fingers itched to touch his skin, to find out if it was as smooth as it appeared. What a strange idea. She’d never thought about touching a male in her life. In fact, she’d avoided males as best she could. This one had her completely discombobulated.

Was his chest hairless? Did he have hair anywhere other than his head? Zander, Daneth, and the guards she’d seen outside all wore their hair shorn close to their skulls. Perhaps their horns got too hot otherwise.

When she’d first seen Daneth, she’d thought the horns ugly, but Zander’s suited him, somehow making him even more handsome.

He leaned forward and opened his mouth. She tried to pull out of his grasp, but he held her fast, his gleaming teeth aimed straight for her cheek. For a moment, she thought he planned to bite her face, but his tongue flicked out, and he licked one of her tears. She caught his scent, a clean, masculine aroma with a slightly exotic spice.

Her nipples tightened; her pussy pulsed. No—she definitely was not thinking about licking him back to see how he tasted.

Excerpts from Kenan’s Mate by Sue Lyndon:

Excerpt 1:

“Please,” I beg, but I don’t know exactly what I’m asking for. I’m desperate and afraid, and the word please is all that comes to mind. Please let me go. Please don’t hurt me. Please say you’re lying about the wormhole.

“You’re rather adorable for a human. And so pretty when you cry.” He cups my face and leans down to kiss my cheeks, but he’s not simply kissing, he’s also tasting. Tasting my tears.

I sniffle and more tears fall. He inhales quickly and a moan vibrates from his throat. It terrifies me he’s reveling in my sorrow.

“I want to go home,” I whimper. Let this be a nightmare. Let me wake up now.

“This is your home now, human. The mountains of Tallia.” He rises to his feet and looms over me like a fierce Viking conqueror. “And you belong to me.”

Excerpts from Their Captive Mate by Kallista Dane

Excerpt

“Apparently your time alone hasn’t quelled your defiance.”

He dragged her over to the wooden bench, holding her arms behind her back. Rom stepped in front of her and she tensed, ready for a blow. Instead, he grabbed the cloth she’d wrapped around her body and stripped it off, leaving her naked again.

She caught the flicker of surprise in his eyes when he saw her body. The bruises from Magnus’s beating showed up as huge purple and blue splotches on her torso.

“So they treat their own women cruelly as well. You must like it or you wouldn’t be so loyal to them. Now - tell us where your comrades have gone,” he repeated.

“I told you, I’m not one of them. I’m Commander Cassidy B. Randall of the Interstellar Federation. The pirates you’re seeking tricked us and captured my ship...”

Rom interrupted her, his tone harsh. “It’s too late to make up stories. You confessed to helping them the day we found you.”

“I entered the landing protocol only because they threatened to kill my first mate,” she protested.

From behind her, Ryn spoke up. His words hit her harder than the blow she’d been expecting. “You saved your mate - and killed ours.”

“I’m sorry. I tried to get to a settlement, warn your people.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “I didn’t make it in time.”

“Enough of your lies and excuses.” Rom reached into a pocket, pulled out a handful of rope. “Hold her down, brother. We’ll see if her story changes with a little persuasion.”

Ryn wrestled her face-down over the waist-high wooden bench. Rom grabbed one ankle, then the other, spreading them wide apart to tie them to the legs of the bench. Then he did the same to her wrists, leaving her spread-eagled with her head down and her bottom high in the air.

“Get the vela. And the harness.”

Cass was lost. Apparently there was no English word for one of the items he wanted. Ryn disappeared up the stairs. When he came back, he walked around the bench to face her.

“This is a vela,” he said, holding out one hand. He held what looked like the tail of an animal. Instead of hair, each strand was a thick strip of hide. “And this is the harness.”

He showed her what was in the other hand. Leather straps with buckles surrounded an unmistakable phallus. The object, sheathed in a sleek, dark material she couldn’t identify, was eight or nine inches long and as big around as two of his fingers. Cass felt a wave of hot lust pour over her at the sight of it. Even though their scent wasn’t as strong as before, her level of arousal was doubled by having both of them so near. In spite of her vulnerable position, her pussy clenched in anticipation.

About the Authors

Aubrey Cara

Writer of kinky characters, Aubrey Cara is the quiet girl you have to watch out for. A mostly reformed hellion, she resides off the East Coast of the U.S. with her inspiring hubby, crazy kid, and two hand me down dogs. When she's not writing sexy smut she's hiding out reading bodice rippers, repairing leaky faucets, and dodging the PTA.

For more from Aubrey Cara please visit http://aubreycara.com/ or follow on AMAZON and FACEBOOK.

Alta Hensley

Alta Hensley is a USA TODAY bestselling erotic romance author who has had #1 selling books in erotic science fiction, humor, BDSM, western, victorian and historical. She writes the naughty... and then the cure for it.

Being a multi-published author in the erotic romance genre, Alta is known for her alpha heroes, sweet love stories, hot eroticism, and engaging tales of the constant struggle between dominance and submission. You can find out more about Alta on Facebook, Twitter, and Goodreads. You can also contact her at hensleyalta@yahoo.com

Renee Rose

USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR RENEE ROSE is a naughty wordsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she has also won The Romance Reviews Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical, Best Erotic, Best Ageplay and favorite author. She's hit #1 on Amazon in the Erotic Paranormal, Western and Sci-fi categories and is a contributor to Write Sex Right and Romance Beat. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. Grab free books from Renee by signing up for her newsletter.

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Kallista Dane

USA TODAY bestselling author Kallista Dane's erotic romances have hit #1 on Amazon in Sci-Fi and Western Erotica as well as making the bestselling lists in BDSM and Contemporary Romance. She loves telling stories about strong, independent women and the hot Alpha males who appear in their lives to deliver a firm spanking when they expect it least and need it the most.

Kallista is happily married to her own erotic Knight. He keeps her supplied with endless cups of Cowboy Coffee when she's writing and plenty of new material for her next naughty scene the rest of the time.

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Sue Lyndon

USA TODAY bestselling author Sue Lyndon writes naughty romance in a variety of genres, from contemporary to historical to fantasy. She's a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica. She also writes non-bdsm sci-fi romance under the name Sue Mercury. When she's not busy working on her next book, you'll find her hanging out with her family, watching sci-fi movies, reading, or sneaking chocolate.

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A New York Minute @EmberLeighAuth #eroticromance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Thu, 03 Nov 2016 08:30:00 +0000

BLURB:

Paige Alexander, successful host of A New York Minute, adores her job and will do anything to save the show that’s her brainchild. But when IBC, fronted by Josh Lambert, buys NYCBC, Paige’s show is cancelled, and her choices are unemployment or a non-starring role on a new show co-hosted by Jerk Lambert, a man who makes her hotter than hell in every way.

Having scaled the golden rungs of the corporate ladder, Josh doesn’t do relationships or complicated. Promised a multimillion dollar payday if he turns Wakin’ Up—the show that replaced Paige’s—into a hit, Josh kisses uncomplicated goodbye when she shows up. The woman fascinates and terrifies in equal measure, and he’s suddenly questioning the value of gold versus the value of her.

Forced together in an Hawaiian paradise, the steam just keeps rising—on set, in the sauna, and in the narrowing distance between them.

EXCERPT:

“I’ve wanted this to happen since the day I met you,” he whispered in her ear, sending shivers up and down her spine.

“So have I,” she admitted, too quickly for her own taste.

He laughed, deep and gravelly. His green eyes sparkled—the mask of his professional façade had completely fallen away. She loved this real Josh above her. He was so boyish yet mature, hard-bodied yet gentle.

“But Paige, I thought you hated me.”

“What makes you think I still don’t?” She placed tiny kisses up and down the sides of his neck. Kissing him removed the veneer of his professional side, allowed her to peer behind the curtain to the soft core inside. A regular guy with power, a west coast boy with dreams. Wiping away the Hollywood lacquer revealed something even more attractive beneath.

“Well, this certainly doesn’t look like you hate me,” he whispered, fingertips trailing down the side of her face, over the dip in her neck, making swirls in the area between her breasts.

Purchase Links

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/New-York-Minute-Ember-Leigh-ebook/dp/B018CQERU2/

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BIO:

Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides near Lake Erie with her Argentinean husband, where they run an Argentinian-American food truck. In additional to romance novels, Ember also writes travel memoirs and occasionally updates a couple of blogs. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga, hops around the world, and eats lots of vegetables.

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Blood and Soul, Box Set 2nd Edition, by @KateHillRomance #Erotic #Vampire #Romance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Wed, 02 Nov 2016 08:00:00 +0000

Blood and Soul Box Set 2nd Edition

by Kate Hill

Erotic Vampire Romance

Follow the erotic adventures of the Ancients at Burgundy Peak!

Lust abounds within the walls of Burgundy Peak, haven for vampires. Mortals and immortals alike confront their deepest, darkest fears and desires. Step inside to find out if they’re willing to pay the steep price for true love.

Blood and Soul includes Vampire Master, Vampire Crusader, Vampire Guardian, Intimate Relations, Nutcracker .

Excerpt:

Releasing a slow breath, Woodrow grasped his cane, the handle molded into the shape of a snake, and left his room. Even before he reached the club’s foyer, he heard the bouncer and Herb arguing. The distinctive scent of a mortal in the process of the change hung heavily on the air.

“I do not know or care who you are,” said Onan, a stern old vampire in charge of security at Burgundy Peak. Onan and Woodrow shared the same vampiric creator, Master Zigor, the club’s owner. “You will remove that woman from here immediately.”

“Listen, I know Woodrow is here. I need to talk to him.”

Woodrow joined them in the foyer. “It’s all right, Onan. I know him.”

“You know the rules. The Master allows no changes to take place here without special arrangement. We don’t want it to get out that Burgundy Peak is the place for vampires to bring their mistakes to die.”

“Woodrow, please.” Herb’s voice rose in his panic. “You have to help me. I really screwed this up.”

“She smells normal enough. Onan, how does she look?”

“I’ve seen worse.”

“Master, please!”

Herb must have been frantic to address Woodrow in such an ancient term. Unlike his own Master, Woodrow had never demanded his children call him by such an inflated title. Still, he told all his children stories of the ancient Masters, of the respect they demanded and the power they wielded. Herb only called Woodrow Master when he wanted something outrageous.

“This girl is going to die if you don’t help me.”

“She might die anyway. You know there are never guarantees that a mortal will survive the transformation, especially if the creator is inexperienced.”

“This is my first try. I think I did something wrong.”

“I cannot allow you to stand here in the foyer carrying that mortal,” Onan said.

“Please, please help me. At least for her sake.”

Woodrow’s jaw tightened and he scolded himself for being a fool. “You may bring her to my room. Onan, I will talk to Master Zigor about our problem.”

Purchase Link:

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About Kate

Always a fan of romance and the paranormal, Kate Hill started writing over twenty years ago for pleasure. Her first story, a short erotic vampire tale, was accepted for publication in 1996. Since then she has sold over one hundred short stories, novellas and novels.

When she's not working on her books, Kate enjoys reading, working out and spending time with her family and pets. She also writes under the name Saloni Quinby.

Connect with Kate online:

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Bailey's Little Adventure by Summer Graystone #NeverEndingTour #Spanking

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Tue, 01 Nov 2016 08:30:00 +0000

Blurb:

Even though she is an adult with a full-time job, Bailey loves role-playing as daddy’s naughty little girl. Nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen and teasing her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when he pushes her past her comfort zone.

But Bailey’s perfectionism makes her insecure about their relationship, and when she makes a mistake that disappoints her daddy she panics and wonders if she could lose him forever. Can he prove to Bailey that even when things get really hard, he will always be there for his little girl with the love, guidance, and discipline she needs?

Publisher’s Note: Bailey’s Little Adventure contains spankings, sexual scenes, age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled Little Haven.

Excerpt:

I wanted him to spank me, let me cry, let out all the stress and tension from the day. But this was unexpected, and it was pretty intense. There were too many emotions running through me, and I was confused.

“Fine. It’s time for your punishment then. You know what to do.”

With something like relief, I went through the ritual of moving to the side, kneeling down, and laying myself across his knees. It was always the same, and it set off the same anticipation inside me. And the same sense of safety. This was what I wanted, and this was how it was supposed to be.

When I had settled across his knees, he set one hand on my back, the other on my ass. I wiggled against him, feeling his cock pressing against my side. It seemed impossibly hard and hot, and it excited me to know I could make him feel this way.

The first hit was hard, and I winced at the sting. My skin was already tingling and this smack lit me up in a way I’d never experienced before. It was still confusing, but being spanked like this was familiar and comforting.

The next smack made me cry out, the pain sharp and intense. Then he rubbed his hand over me, caressing me for a moment.

“You know you’re my little girl, Bailey. And you need to be punished when you misbehave, don’t you?” His voice was low, just as soothing as the hand rubbing my ass.

Before I could answer, he spanked me again, and my answer turned into a gasp. As he gently rubbed my skin, I squirmed as the pain subsided from sharp and stinging into something warm and delicious—like caramel topping on ice cream, thick and sweet, running down over the cool treat.

The heat sank through me, like it always did, pooling between my legs. Instantly I was wet and as much as I wanted the spanking to continue, I was ready for what would come next.

But Ian’s hand came down on me again, quickly followed by another slap, and another. My cries went from gasps and moans of pleasure, to tears and cries. This hurt, it stung, and my tender skin felt like it was on fire. I gritted my teeth, hands clenched in fists, enduring each slap.

“Daddy, please.” I turned, looking up into his eyes. Ian blinked down at me, his hand resting on the burning skin of my ass.

“You lied, Bailey. You know the punishment for lying is this, right?”

I nodded. “Yes, daddy.”

His hand moved in a circle over my ass now, and I thought he was done with the punishment. But then I froze. I wasn’t allowed to ask him to stop. Tears sprung up again, and I looked back to his face.

“I’m sorry… I forgot…” I sniffled. “It won’t happen again.”

“You’re right. It won’t.” His hand came down once more and I burst into tears. “I’m your daddy, Bailey, and I know what’s best for you. I take care of you, don’t I?”

I nodded, sniffling again. “Yes, daddy.”

Beyond the pain, as always, was relief. The tears washed away the adult stress of my day, leaving me clean and free, allowing me space to be the Bailey I wanted to be.

“I’m sorry, daddy. I promise to be a good girl.” I wiggled in his lap, just a little, testing him. Beneath me his thighs tensed, his hips rolling up slightly. It was okay; things would be okay now.

His hand moved lower down, fingers slipping into the cleft of my ass. I wiggled harder, but his fingers stopped. This was what Ian needed: control. Too much independence from me, and he felt lost. I struggled to lie still.

“Good girl.”

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Author Bio:

Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.
Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.
My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.

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#Snarkology Halloween Hop with #TGTBTG #ghost #romance

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Mon, 31 Oct 2016 10:00:00 +0000

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Hi everyone,

Thanks for stopping by I hope you enjoy yourself.

Today, I want to tell you about a Box Set that I'm doing with 8 other authors.

Get 8 stories for the price of one at Amazon

What do you get when you mix cowboys with ghosts? A collection of eight (stand-alone) amazing stories from the Old West with haunts of every variety.

Get your love of alpha cowboys on and feed your addiction for the bizarre (and sometimes spooky) world when you download The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly.

Bestselling and Award-winning authors are pleased to save you more than 75% on this fantastic boxed set! (Price if books sold separately)

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Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins

With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.

Comes An Outlaw by Keta Diablo

An outlaw returns to his childhood home to find his parents
and brother dead, and the lovely widow in grave danger.

Long A Ghost, and Far Away by Andrea Downing

Ghosts are restless souls, and Lizzie Adams is one of them.
How many lives will she get to find the perfect love?

A Ghostly Wager by Blaire Edens

Even the most skeptical detective can use a little otherworldly help.

How the Ghost Was Won by Erin Hayes

There are ghost stories. And there are ghost legends.

McKee's Ghost by Anita Philmar

The ghost living in his house might have saved him from an unhappy marriage and brought him the girl of his dreams but when his ex- fiancé returns, the same spirit turns his life upside down.

A Ride Through Time by Charlene Raddon

P.S.I. Agent Burke Jameson wants to find out if Eagle Gulch, Colorado has genuine ghosts. But he found far more than he expected, including a horse ride that could change his life forever.

The Ghost and the Bridegroom by Patti Sherry-Crews

She's sent west to solve a case. What she finds will change her forever.

McKee's Ghost is also available

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and includes a bonus story which is not included in the box set.

Excerpt from Bonus Story - McKee's Family.

The light breeze running across the plains halted. With the hot sun beating down on her, she grew warmer. A trickle of sweat ran down her back. Doubts plagued her. Damn, she should have never let her daughter talk her into coming here.

“Midnight, here, is one we raised from a colt. We currently have two mares ready to foal and have a total of eight horses. That’s not counting the ones we are training for other people.” Barton continued talking as if unaware of her conflicting emotions.

“That must keep you and your brother very busy. I’ll have to make sure Genna and I don’t cause you any problem while we’re visiting.” Arlene wondered how long before her sister drove her back into town. Who wanted to help a down and out relative? Especially after all the fights, they had as kids.

“Don’t worry. It’ll be fun to have someone new to talk to. Other than my parents and my sister, we rarely get any visitors. Except during the holidays when other assorted relatives get together.” Barton glanced at Genna and smiled. “Only problem is your daughter will probably be spoiled rotten by the time you leave.”

Amused by the possibility, Arlene grinned. Her daughter had many talents. One was wearing on people’s nerves. “I’m sure she’ll enjoy the attention.”

He chuckled, “What child doesn’t?”

She noted the spark of amusement in his eyes. Something about his carefree attitude attracted her, and she wondered what it would be like to have this man’s love. Her marriage had been less than harmonious. Her husband, a gambler, had moved them from place to place always looking for a better game. When they were first married, she’d loved discovering new places. Then Genna had come along, and everything had changed.

“So how long do you think you’ll be here?”

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#MidWest #RomanticTravel with @KetaDiablo & #Excerpt from Comes An Outlaw

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Mon, 24 Oct 2016 07:00:00 +0000

Autumn is a great time to plan a fall get-a-way. You won't find lovelier places to visit than the Midwest. Before trees shed their leaves in preparation for winter, they often put on a brilliant display of color...deep burgundy, buttercup yellow and sunburst orange.

Many small towns hold fall festivals and Halloween galas meant to attract not only local residents but adventure-seeking tourists.

Here's hoping you take time to schedule a short vacation this fall and enjoy the same beauty depicted in this image from the state of Wisconsin.

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Keta's latest release is Comes An Outlaw, a western romance where cowboys and ghosts take center stage. But don't worry...there's plenty of romance for the love-bugs too.

About Comes An Outlaw

When a tragic accident claims her husband's life, Jesse Santos must find a way to keep the ranch, the only home her 12-year-old son has ever known. The ranch hands have abandoned her, a gang of cutthroat ranchers want her land and an ancient Yaqui Indian insists a spirit has taken up residence in the house.

After a fifteen-year absence, her husband's brother, Coy, returns to his childhood home. He doesn't plan on staying, and he certainly doesn't intend to settle down with a widow and her son…no matter how pretty she is.

He's an outlaw, after all, and made a decision to put an end to his gun-slinging days long ago. Will his conscience let him walk away from family, or will his heart overrule his head?

Praise for COMES AN OUTLAW

"I loved all the components of this story. The Indian lore was probably my favorite though."

"The storyline is brilliant. This novella has many twists and turns. A page turner."

"Diablo has created a set of compelling characters. Jesse captures the essence of the time, when women had very few options, and even fewer good ones."

Setup and Excerpt:

In this scene, Jesse wonders if loneliness has driven her to desperation. Is she really holding a conversation with a ghost...or has her late husband returned to help her fight for her land?

Chapter One

Arizona 1885

Dawn caressed the homespun curtains in the cramped bedroom, rousing Jesse from a restless night's sleep. A delicate breeze rustled through the two-inch gap between window and sill, doing little to motivate the damp, heavy air in the room.

She tossed back the blue and white quilt, slid from bed and crossed the room to the pitcher and bowl on the bureau.

Gonna be another scorcher today, Jezebel. Might want to tie your hair back.

For a brief moment, she closed her eyes and willed the voice in the room to leave. He wasn't there, not in a real sense. Like every other day since his death, he invaded her thoughts, spoke in her head. She opened her eyes and fought the overwhelming urge to turn around, prove once and for all ghosts didn't exist.

"Are you set on driving me crazy, Cain? Don't I have enough to deal with without you tormenting me? Besides, I don't like it when you call me Jezebel, and you darn well know it."

That's why no one calls you Jezebel except me.

She spun around and glared at the rocking chair under the window. "Ah, another one of your tricks to make me think I'm losing my mind—call me something no one else does."

Yes, I'm in the rocker, the one my mother always sat in beside the hearth. You remember after she died, we brought it into our bedroom?

"Stop…you must stop." Her hands went to her temples. "If you were real I would see you sitting there."

If only I could show myself. You have no idea how hard it is to project my voice. Takes so much energy. I'm working on it though, have high hopes I'll get better at this spirit realm thing.

"I don't want you to get better at it; I want you to stop speaking to me entirely."

We talked about this, agreed that if something happened to one of us, we'd do our best to come back, watch over the other one.

She paced a small area at the end of the bed. "I only agreed because I thought it would never happen, could never happen. I wanted to please you, knew how much you loved your line of work, believed in it."

Nonetheless, Jezebel, it happened. I'm here and I mean to look out for you. I didn't want to leave you so soon but we must deal with what is now.

Stopping her harried pace, she looked to the chair again. "You don't think I'm doing my best to deal with what is now? And stop calling me that!"

You'll always be my precious Jezebel.

She heard a contented sigh filter through the still air.

My Jezebel with the tangle of long, copper hair, eyes the color of Robin's eggs and the lovely bowed mouth. I recall the first time I saw you. Slop bucket hanging off your tiny arm, you walked from the back room of Two Bits, skirted the bar and dropped to your knees to scrub the floor. Do you remember?

She hung her head. "How could I forget the day you saved me from a life of…well, destitution, offered me safety, security?" Looking up again, she fanned an arm over the room. "Offered me a home."

And I want to make sure you keep that home, our home, Grange's home.

"That's why you're here?"

For the most part. I always said this is a unforgiving land. People aren't careful it'll swallow them whole and—

"Kill them."

Yes, and I aim to do everything I can to make sure it doesn't take you and Grange.

"I don't think I can do this, dark forces are at work, conspiring against your son and me. Lord knows I've tried, Cain, but how can a woman and a boy fight against the harsh elements, the day-to-day struggles without a man? Hard enough when you were here, but now, most days I think the land is going to win. Every morning I walk out onto that porch and think I'm walking into the fires of Hell. There's more…someone's been cutting the fence lines, scattering the cattle. Takes us days to get them back again."

Not someone, Jezebel. Search your heart; you know who's behind it.

She walked back to the bureau, opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of leather trousers. After pulling the nightshirt over her head, she grabbed Cain's flannel shirt from a hook, slipped her arms into the sleeves and pulled the trousers over her hips. "I know who the varmints are, all right. Domingo and Benito. Am I right?"

The Torres brothers.

"Yeah, and the low-bellied snakes they ride with, Mutton-Chop Walsh and Digger Newly." She blew an exasperated breath and looked over her shoulder to the window. "How do you expect me to stand up to that, Cain? I can't do it, I tell you. Let them have the land because it ain't worth dying for, or God forbid, losing Grange over."

You can't give up the land, love. Been in my family for generations. Ma and Pa will be turning over in their—

"I don't care. I'm not sacrificing my son, our son, for a piece of scorched earth in the middle of nowhere."

You're talking foolish now. You love the land as much as I do, I mean did. You're tired, worn out; I get that, but….

"But what?"

I never thought I'd hear you say you want to give up the land, give up on life.

"It's different now that you're gone. You might as well face it, I'm leaving, Cain. And you should leave too, find that white light you always talked about and forget about this place."

Help is coming, Jezebel.

"Yeah, and so are monsoon winds, dried up creek beds and taxes. Or did you forget taxes are due…again?"

I'm asking you to hang on for a little while, that's all.

"You expect me to believe a knight on a big white horse will be riding in soon to save us?"

He rides a Piebald.

"What?"

I said he rides a Piebald with black and white spots, sixteen hands tall.

"Who…who rides a spotted horse and how do you know he's coming here?"

I'm fading, Jezebel. Used up everything I got this morning.

"No you don't! You can't waltz in here, drop your innuendoes and disappear like a snuffed out candle."

Trust me. Hang on…please hang on.

"Cain, wait…don't go! You can't leave like this!"

Hang on, Jezebel…hang on….

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Wow, the place in your picture reminds me of a park I visited near Milwaukee. Love it there in August.

Thanks for sharing,

Anita

DNA, #Neanderthals, and Humans, Oh, My, the Science!

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Sun, 23 Oct 2016 06:00:00 +0000

Do you remember those scientist classes where they talked about the Neanderthals and other Homo Sapiens?

No?

Funny, but I do. I watch a number of special programs where scientists argued as to whether or not humans and Neanderthals existed at the same time. Each side argued for and against the possibility. Then I found research proving Neanderthals and humans did have fun together because Neanderthal genome is in human DNA.

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The book “Neanderthal Man – In Search of Lost Genomes” by Svante Paabo is the story of what the scientists had to go through in their search for answers as to whether or not Neanderthal genome was in human DNA. The book is not an easy read, but I couldn’t let that stop me. So I skipped over those long technical words and tried to get to the meat of what the author/scientist was trying to tell me.

It was a fascinating adventure, which spanned the globe. Dr. Paabo is from the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology in Leipzig, Germany. It is a truly amazing story and if you are interested in how scientist discovered Neanderthal DNA in human's genome, I recommend spending time with this book.

Now, after reading about Neanderthals, I had to work them into a book. I loved the idea that we as humans may have inherited some special skill from our Neanderthal ancestors. This is how I created my new series, the Ancient Warrior Prophecy.

The series is built on the idea that people with Neanderthal DNA have special skills such as psychic abilities and they are using those abilities to save the world. Add in a murder and a hot romance, the first book reveals the story behind the story of the announcement of the Neanderthal’s DNA being in the human genomes.

Title: The Warrior In Me
Series Name: Ancient Warrior Prophecy
Theme(s): Action-Adventure, Murder/Mystery

SubGenre(s): Paranormal, Suspense, Futuristic/Sci-Fi

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Anita

#RomanticTravel with @JeanneStJames & Brothers in Blue #Excerpt

noreply@blogger.com (Anita Philmar) — Thu, 20 Oct 2016 05:30:00 +0000

One of my favorite places to go in Fall is Moosehead Lake in Maine. I’ve stayed several times in the quaint town of Greenville, ME, at the south end of the lake. It has no commercialization at all. Everyone is friendly. Every morning and evening, it is a habit to go “hunt” for moose. Hunting, as in a camera, not a gun. The majestic beasts are impressive in person. You can find them grazing in and around bogs. There’s plenty to do there every season. It’s a hidden gem!

New release by Jeanne St. James: BROTHERS IN BLUE: MAX

Book 1 of the Brothers in Blue trilogy

Genre: Contemporary Erotic romance involving an Alpha man in uniform!

Length: Novel

Blurb:

Big city party-girl Amanda Barber has been spoiled most of her life. But life for Amanda suddenly becomes a major challenge: adapting to small town life, dealing with her handicapped brother and constantly butting heads with a frustrating local cop.

As a police officer and former Marine, “responsibility” is Max Bryson’s middle name. Never having been in a serious relationship, he has no plans for being in one in the near future. He likes being his own man. And even if he were interested in a serious relationship, he certainly wouldn’t choose it to be with someone so immature and irresponsible as Amanda. But no matter how hard he tries, he can’t get sexy Amanda out of his head or his heart. Watching her mature in front of his eyes, his protectiveness towards her only strengthens.

Bossy and possessive aren’t the only words Amanda uses to describe this frustrating cop. She can’t deny just looking at the man makes her tremble. But she’s done with having anyone control her and this man isn’t going to be any different. Or is he?

Excerpt:

She laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled her nose into his neck. She could feel his strong pulse against her cheek.

It felt so good to be in his arms. She circled his tattoo with her finger. Semper Fi. Mary Ann had made sure to tell Amanda that it meant “always faithful.”

“Did you always want to be a cop?”

He had one hand on her hip and the other on her thigh, rubbing it slowly back and forth. “Yes.”

She waited a moment, and when he said nothing further, she prodded. “Why?”

His deep voice resonated through his chest. “I was always in awe of my grandfather and my father. That’s why I followed in their footsteps. That’s why all three of us did. The Marines first, to serve our country, and then the police department, to serve our community.”

“To protect and serve, huh?”

The pride exuded from his words. “It’s the Bryson family motto.”

She moved her nose up to nuzzle him behind the ear. “Well, you can protect and serve me anytime.”

“I’d planned to since the minute you bitched me out in that parking lot when you first came to town.”

She raised her head, pushing herself up with a palm against his chest. “You were only trying to get into my pants.”

“True…” he said slowly.

Amanda grabbed a nearby decorative pillow and whacked him.

“Hey! You didn’t let me finish. True, but when you saw me in my uniform, you just wanted a big ol’ piece of this bad boy.” He opened his arms wide as if offering himself to her.

Amanda whacked him again. “Yeah, right.”

“You can’t say you didn’t want this.” He reached out, and his long fingers cupped her face as he leaned in to kiss her. It was only a slight brush, leaving her wanting more.

“No, I didn’t.”

“Would you have kissed me if I had torn up the ticket?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

“For twenty-five bucks? Get real. I wanted to take out that retractable metal stick you carry and beat you over the head.”

Max laughed. “You mean my ASP baton?”

“Whatever.”

“Only because you were sexually frustrated.”

“You wish.”

He poked her side gently. “Admit it.”

“No.”

“C’mon.”

“Okay. You’re right. I was sexually frustrated because I couldn’t jump your bones right there in the middle of town, in the free parking lot on the pavement amid a bag of spilled dog toys, while Greg looked on. Satisfied?”

His smile widened. “Yep.”

“Good. Now kiss me again.” She grabbed the back of his head and pulled it down until their lips were a breath apart. “And do it like you mean it this time.”

The light peck was easily forgotten as he claimed her mouth with his, crushing her to him. This was what she had been waiting for. She groaned into his mouth, tangling her tongue with his. She felt a twinge and wiggled her hips in his lap, feeling his body harden.

Buy link: http://www.loose-id.com/brothers-in-blue-max.html

Author Bio:

Jeanne St. James is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only 13 started writing when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.

She has a few new releases coming up in 2016 and 2017. So keep an eye on her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter.

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Thanks for sharing,

Anita

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