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Angels vs. Demons: Why Not Have Both? (Giveaway!)

Goodies Up For Grabs:

Grand Prizes of a Kindle Touch OR the winner's choice

of a $60 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card.

And on this blog: A copy of an erotic paranormal anthology!
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Honestly, I don't believe in good and evil. We all have a little bit of dark and light in us, right? Like Darth Vader. Or Severus Snape. (Though if this were a D&D game, I'd totally be Chaotic Neutral. Props to my nerdy homies if you understood that). And sure, I can't deny the fact that I love a good paranormal romance featuring some angels, especially the fallen ones (bad boys are just so damn sexy, aren't they?), but there are some pretty heavy connotations surrounding those iconic images. I mean, angels are all good and demons are all evil, right?



Well, I think that's all up for debate, but as for me? I love writing characters who have that light and dark all swirled up in them. The kinds of characters who are real and make mistakes (and then regret them afterwards).



Meet Daniel Webb. He's not your usual romance hero, but that's okay. He's just your average guy living in a small town in the middle of Nowhere, Arkansas. Well, except for that whole supernatural powers thing.

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Rules of the Giveaway:




For your chance to win a copy of the erotic paranormal anthology, A Wicked & Wanton All Hallows Eve, leave a comment below WITH YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS so we can contact you if you win.
I repeat, don't forget to leave your email address!
Giveaway ends on July 1st 12:01 AM CST.


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Blurb:








Daniel Webb is your fairly average twenty-something year-old living in the bustling city of Stone Hills, Arkansas. High school graduate, College dropout, and currently an employee of a local coffee shop, where he spends the majority of his nights hovering over a hot grill. You know, a totally glamorous lifestyle...


Oh, yeah, and Sarelia, an elder spirit of the Lower World, gifted him with powers beyond his wildest imaginings only a few months ago. Some people would have been grateful. Others would have simply been in denial.


All Daniel feels is resentment.


Because honestly, Daniel's life is kinda sucking at the moment. His girlfriend Malorie dumped him. He's crashing on his brother, Mark's couch (who's being a bit of a dick about the whole thing), and his best friend, James Harin, won't stop smothering him with pity.


But when Daniel bumps into the sexy Alyssa Vega at The Pub and ends up going home with her for some no-strings-attached fun, something finally seems to be going right. Alyssa is just the spot of normalcy Daniel needs in his freak show of a life.


Until his sexy one night stand turns out to be a freak just like him. A rather badass freak as a matter of fact.


So much for normalcy.


As the temptation to use the power Sarelia gave him grows stronger, Daniel finally gives in and embraces the strength the power gives him. With it, he can do anything.


Well, except raise the dead.


Too bad the power's so damn addicting.




Buy it now for only $3.99!

AMAZON|ALL ROMANCE EBOOKS| SMASHWORDS


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Thanks for stopping by! You guys rock! Don't forget to check out all the other awesome blogs hosting giveaways during this hop! The more times you comment, the more chances you have at winning one of those grand prizes. Good luck ;)




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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica and romance and an Internet celebrity wannabe. She also films a crazy awesome vlog each week. The latest episode can be found HERE.




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I'm Not Crazy! I'm Just a Writer... (Giveaway!)

I don't talk to myself. Really, I don't.



I just sometimes talk to my characters out loud. But I'm not crazy! I swear. I'm just a writer with an overactive imagination.



You know, I never intended Daniel Webb - the main character in my One Powerful Addiction series - to be any kind of a big deal. He was a one-night stand kinda character. I wrote him into a short story (which ended up landing me in the semi-finals in the 2011 Just One Bite contest over at ARe) and then tossed him to the side. His story was done. I'd gotten all I wanted out of Daniel Webb.



Until he started harassing me. Yes. Look, I understand he's a fictional character, but anyone who's ever written anything knows what I'm talking about. That creative itch you just can't shake when you have a story nagging at you. And this story was Daniel's. Apparently, he'd decided I wasn't through with him.



It was a day like any other day. I was driving down the road to the book/DVD/CD/game store on the other side of town when I got caught at a red light (as in a traffic light, not a naughty district). And that's when Daniel pounced.



"Hey, what if Sarelia (that psycho elder spirit bitch from the Lower World, in case you'd forgotten) came back to stir up some new fresh Hell in Stone Hills?"




I pursed my lips and glared at the red light, willing it to turn green. "Nah ... I don't have time to pick up another story right now."



"But ... but ..."



I sighed. "No buts, Daniel. What the fuck would this story be about? Huh? Sarelia coming back to stir up fresh shit? Why? What's her motive?"



"I don't know!" Daniel cried in my head. "Isn't that your job? Coming up with all the answers? I'm just the eye candy over here."



"No one can see you. You're text on a piece of paper."



"What the fuck ever. Everyone knows I'm sexy anyway."



I rolled my eyes. Damn, this was a long red light. I turned my glaring gaze to the steady stream of traffic cutting across the road in front of me. Damn them and their green light.



"You know you want to," Daniel whispered in my head, snapping me out of my pre-road rage state.



"Want to what?" Ram that jackass with the political bumper sticker in front of me? Hell yeah.



"Write me another damn story!"



Oh. That. "Not really."



"Liar!"



"Figment of my imagination!"



Daniel sputtered to an awkward silence. Unfortunately, it didn't last long. "What ... what the fuck? Little below the belt, don't you think?"



"Yeah, well, whatever. Truth hurts."

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Fast forward to today and I have six novellas contracted all for Daniel. And the first one is already out!



So, what's the moral to this story?



Isn't it obvious? Always run through red lights. Because being stuck at one is bad for your sanity.



(Just kidding ... yeah ... )

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Want to win a copy of Daniel's first book?



Rules of the Giveaway:




Leave a comment below!
Don't forget to include your email address so I can contact you if you win!
Giveaway will end July 4th at 12:01 AM CST.





Thanks for stopping by and good luck!





Blurb:






Daniel Webb is your fairly average twenty-something year-old living in the bustling city of Stone Hills, Arkansas. High school graduate, College dropout, and currently an employee of a local coffee shop, where he spends the majority of his nights hovering over a hot grill. You know, a totally glamorous lifestyle...


Oh, yeah, and Sarelia, an elder spirit of the Lower World, gifted him with powers beyond his wildest imaginings only a few months ago. Some people would have been grateful. Others would have simply been in denial.


All Daniel feels is resentment.


Because honestly, Daniel's life is kinda sucking at the moment. His girlfriend Malorie dumped him. He's crashing on his brother, Mark's couch (who's being a bit of a dick about the whole thing), and his best friend, James Harin, won't stop smothering him with pity.


But when Daniel bumps into the sexy Alyssa Vega at The Pub and ends up going home with her for some no-strings-attached fun, something finally seems to be going right. Alyssa is just the spot of normalcy Daniel needs in his freak show of a life.


Until his sexy one night stand turns out to be a freak just like him. A rather badass freak as a matter of fact.


So much for normalcy.


As the temptation to use the power Sarelia gave him grows stronger, Daniel finally gives in and embraces the strength the power gives him. With it, he can do anything.


Well, except raise the dead.


Too bad the power's so damn addicting.




Buy it now for only $3.99!

AMAZON|ALL ROMANCE EBOOKS| SMASHWORDS


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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica and romance and an Internet celebrity wannabe. She also films a crazy awesome vlog each week. The latest episode can be found here.




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Hot Summer Nights and Erotica with a Little Southern Hospitality!

Hey, everyone, and welcome to the Hot Summer Nights Erotica Bloghop! Every comment left on this blog will not only enter you into my own giveaway, but will also enter you into the grand prize giveaway: the "Digital Erotica Gift Basket with over 40 books" or the "$100 Gift Card to EdenFantasys, fun sex toy shop." Yeah!



Yeah, I crack myself up.




For those of you who don't know me, I'm Ana Hart and I'm one kickass bitch who thinks she's really fucking hilarious and who drops f-bombs like there's no tomorrow.



I also write. Sometimes.



And, trust me, I know ALL about hot summer nights. I live in Arkansas for crying out loud (and, for the record, if you ever plan on moving to Arkansas do not do it in the summer. I'm just sayin'. You'll regret it.) You know who else knows about hot summer nights? Daniel Webb. Yeah, that's right. We're slipping right into the juicy, shameless whapping-you-over-the-head-with-my-ebook-goodies bit, so sit back, hang on, and welcome to the South.






And don't forget to leave a comment for your chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card!




How to Enter Giveaway:



Leave a comment below!
Don't forget to include your email address so I can contact you if you win!
Giveaway ends June 24th at 12:01 AM CST!











“Let's go somewhere,” she whispered, leaning in close to press her lips against my ear, and I dug my fingers into her back, holding her close against me, as my mind tried to kick-start itself once more. Dammit, but this girl knew how to make me forget myself.




“Uh, yeah, somewhere...” I cast about for options, trying desperately to think of where I could take her, but shit, I had nowhere to go. I was not taking this girl back to my brother's place so she could see that, at present, I lived on a couch and Alyssa was definitely not the kind of chick you just took for a quickie in the back of a car.




“Where's your place?” She asked, her arms wrapped around me, fingers slipping up underneath the back of my shirt to caress at my bare skin. I shivered as her nails scraped down along my spine.




“My place?” For a moment, I thought about correcting her, about telling her that I was crashing with my brother because my girlfriend – well, ex-girlfriend – kicked me out and I had yet to find a place of my own...but then I thought better of it. “It's on the other side of town, out towards the lake.”




Her nails dug into my lower back as her teeth nipped at my earlobe – a pleasantly sharp contrast to the sweetness of her words. “My place is closer.”




I pulled back from her just far enough to look down into her face once more. A wickedly playful smile spread itself across her lips, promising everything and yet giving nothing away. I tried to copy the expression.




“What about that shot you wanted?”




Her eyes left mine as they moved to slide down the length of my body, taking in all of me one inch at a time. I liked the way she looked at me, especially when her eyes lingered for a second too long over the bulge demanding freedom from my confining jeans. With her eyes slowly making their way back towards my own, she lifted one hand to her face to tap a painted fingernail against her lips, as her face adopted a thoughtful expression. She sat like that for a few moments, regarding me quietly. I took the time to try and tip her decision in my favor and my hands moved to rest on her thighs, fingers playfully twitching the hem of her skirt back and forth, until, finally, she smiled at me again.




“Well, I suppose there is something I want more than a shot...”




She didn't have to tell me twice.




Blurb:





Daniel
Webb is your fairly average twenty-something year-old living in the
bustling city of Stone Hills, Arkansas. High school graduate, College
dropout, and currently an employee of a local coffee shop, where he
spends the majority of his nights hovering over a hot grill. You
know, a totally glamorous lifestyle...


Oh,
yeah, and Sarelia, an elder spirit of the Lower World, gifted him
with powers beyond his wildest imaginings only a few months ago. Some
people would have been grateful. Others would have simply been in
denial.


All
Daniel feels is resentment.


Because
honestly, Daniel's life is kinda sucking at the moment. His
girlfriend Malorie dumped him. He's crashing on his brother, Mark's
couch (who's being a bit of a dick about the whole thing), and his
best friend, James Harin, won't stop smothering him with pity.


But
when Daniel bumps into the sexy Alyssa Vega at The Pub and ends up
going home with her for some no-strings-attached fun, something
finally seems to be going right. Alyssa is just the spot of normalcy
Daniel needs in his freak show of a life.


Until
his sexy one night stand turns out to be a freak just like him. A
rather badass freak as a matter of fact.


So
much for normalcy.


As
the temptation to use the power Sarelia gave him grows stronger,
Daniel finally gives in and embraces the strength the power gives
him. With it, he can do anything.


Well,
except raise the dead.


Too
bad the power's so damn addicting.





Buy
it now for only $3.99!

Amazon | All
Romance Ebooks |  Smashwords




And don't forget to leave a comment for your chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card!




How to Enter Giveaway:



Leave a comment below!
Don't forget to include your email address so I can contact you if you win!
Giveaway ends June 24th at 12:01 AM CST!






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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica and romance and an Internet celebrity wannabe. When she's not writing smutty mcsmut-smut, she's doing funny shit on YouTube. Watch it here!




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Spotlight On: Ana Hart's Naughty Hot Shot - Six to One

Warning: Super hot and steamy excerpt below! Ana is not to be held responsible for you or anything in close proximity to you catching on fire. That is all! Carry on.






Did anyone else think of Harry Potter

when they saw the tattoo?

Have you ever dreamed of being part of a gangbang? I have. I mean, if one guy's hot, then aren't two guys hotter? What about three? Or four? Over the years I've watched a lot of gangbang porn, but honestly, porn doesn't always do it for me. I like to read. I like for my mind to be stimulated. Well, there's plenty of gangbang erotica out there, but to be frank, most of it is shit. (I'm just sayin'.) So I decided to write my own. It's a story about a nameless protagonist who opens up to her boyfriend of two years and spills her one dark, little fantasy: she wants to be gangbanged. And what does her boyfriend do? He rounds up five of his coworkers to give his girl just what she's always wanted.



Six to One




Tattoo's hands and mouth were on me again, moving to take the place of my bra. He plucked one of my hardened nipples in between his lips while his fingers tweaked at the other. Behind me, the faceless man replaced his cockhead with his fingers, tracing the line of my thong down my ass and in between my legs, exploring the throbbing moistness of my womanhood from behind. His finger wormed beneath the lace of my thong and teased for a few moments around my aching entrance before he guided it easily into my hot, little hole. I barely dared to breathe.




The man behind me pumped his finger in and out of me in a series of quick, shallow thrusts that sent electric pulses of pleasure rippling through my body even while Tattoo's mouth worked frantically at my swollen nipple, sucking, nibbling, tasting. I was in nirvana, moaning and bucking like some animal in heat.




But my moans of pleasure quickly melted into a wordless whimper of frustration as Tattoo suddenly peeled himself away from my desperate embrace and stepped back from me. His eyes were dark with need and I could all but see his cock twitching in protest, but he continued to retreat so as to allow another man to step up and take his place. I was struck with a brief impression of soulful brown eyes and a shy grin before the man in question suddenly dropped to his knees, leaving me gazing down in confusion at a mess of brown curls.




“What —,” was the only word I could manage before he buried his face in my still lace-covered crotch and anything else I intended to say simply evaporated into a soft gasp of delight. As he nuzzled into my moist slit, clearly enjoying what he found there, the faceless man pulled his finger free and instead moved his hands about to take up where Tattoo had left off, cupping and kneading my breasts. Another dark moan purred from my throat as I felt every delicious inch of his shaft grinding up and down along the slit of my ass cheeks in time to his calloused palms rubbing at my sensitive nipples. My body hummed with need at his attention.




Read the rest for only $0.99:

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Or leave a comment below with your email address (so I can contact you if you win) for your chance to score a free copy! Good luck! Giveaway ends on June 26th at 12:01 AM.

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How to Turn On a Guy, Give a GREAT Blow Job, and Other Dumbass Advice

Warning: Naked picture below! (And no, it's not a picture of me. Awww, yeah, sorry to disappoint).




I'm writing this in my underwear! (Which has nothing to do with this post, but I thought you guys might like to know anyway, haha).




If only this were real. Oh, and that's

a working QR code, for the record.

So, I went to the library on Monday and I ended up swinging through the magazines section, which is what ultimately sparked this blog post because that is where I found maybe one of the dumbest issues of Cosmpolitan I've ever seen. Don't get me wrong. I used to love Cosmopolitan (until I started having sex and realized how stupid the advice was) and I still think it's a nice magazine that has a nice layout and appeals to a lot of (nice, I'm assuming) people. Sure, yeah. That's all good and shit.



But in an article listing 200 sex tips, I found a lot of gems. And by gems, I mean piles of horse shit. So, I decided to share some sex tips of my own. Ana style.



How To Turn On A Guy

Omg, girls and guys, this is totally my FAVORITE topic ever. Okay, are you ready for this? This is really intense stuff, so you better pay attention! (And maybe take notes).



You can: Take off your clothes. Take off his clothes. Mention you're going to take off your clothes. Talk about boobies. Show him your boobies. Grab his dick. Act like you're going to grab his dick. Talk about grabbing his dick while showing him your boobies. Eat a banana in a suggestive way. Eat a popsicle in a suggestive way. Eat anything mildly dick-shaped in a suggestive way. Stare intently at his crotch. Draw a smiley face on his ballsack with a spray can of whipped cream! (Oh, wait, does that just work my guy? Hmm...)



Okay. Really? Do you really need tips on how to turn on a guy? Or a girl? Or anyone for that matter? It's not that hard. Kiss them. Hug them. Squeeze them. Rub all up on them like a cat in heat or whatever the fuck you want to do. We humans are sexual creatures. I think we'll take the hint.



I'm just saying.



How To Give A GREAT Blowjob

Okay, everyone! We're to another real doozy. Are you ready? Are you taking fucking notes?! Okay, okay. Here we go!




OMG! Now what do I do with it?!

Step One: Take out your dude's dick.

Step Two: Insert dick into mouth.

Step Three: Suck and lick on said dick.

Step Four: Act like you're fucking enjoying it!



This isn't rocket science, people. You don't need to know any fancy jargon or know what a frigging frenulum is (or where to find it). As long as you're not treating it like it's a chore (or a step on your to-do list to getting reciprocal oral), then everyone should be having a good time.



Just don't bite it (unless he likes it like that).



And if he's uncircumcised, be gentler and just play with the foreskin.



That's really all you need to know. I'm just saying.



(Oh, and smokers taste nasty, so just be prepared. Sorry, smokers. It's true for va-jay-jays, too).



How To Be Hot ... In Bed

Okay, so, for this one, I'm going to have to take a direct quote from Cosmo, because this was just too ridiculous to not share.

For guys, sex is kinda like pizza. Even when it’s bad, it’s still pretty damn good.
Read more: Hot Sex Ideas - Top Sex Stories from Cosmo 2011 - Cosmopolitan 

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Oh, baby...

Apparently these people never had the pizza at my high school's cafeteria. I don't know, maybe I'm just taking those two sentences the wrong way, but if I were a dude, I might be offended over that statement. If a sex session is bad, it's bad for both parties. I'm just saying.



But anyway, on to the advice!



So, you want to be hot in bed? Well, your first step is to get naked. Or not. (My boyfriend loves the way my breasts look in a pushup bra). And the next step?



Let loose, be yourself, and have some damn fun. Really. Part of the fun of sex is the experimentation and finding out what your partner likes. Not every guy is the same so giving generic advice really isn't going to work here. Some guys like their balls sucked while other guys have ticklish balls and giggle (in a manly fashion) anytime you get near them (*cough*). Some guys only want to have sex with the girl on top. Other guys are going to want to dominate you from above.



And honestly, some of the most fun sex positions I've ever tried were ones we just kind of rolled into. Or I thought, "Hey, that'd be fun!" and we just did it. So, yeah, just go on and do it. What's the worst that can happen?



(Well, you could fall off and crack your head against the wall and have a big-ass conspicuous bruise on your forehead for the next week and a half ... but that's worst case scenario).



And finally, for my last piece of advice today:



How To Get Laid

Attend a local gaming convention.



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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. Being a nerd often gets her laid (and nerds are the best lovers, too. Just saying).




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Six Sentence Sunday #18: Meet Sarelia!

Welcome back to the blog for yet another Sunday and a peek at six more sentences from my recent release, Reborn ! This is my debut novella and I'm so excited because it's already racked up two 5-star reviews :) So, today, I'm letting you guys meet another character: the elder spirit from the Lower World who cursed Daniel with his powers - Sarelia.

Sarelia burned like a misplaced star against the gloomy backdrop of the suddenly stormy night. She was just as I remembered – made of air and water, earth and fire. Her skin was tawny, shimmering with ever-changing tattoos, while her eyes swirled in a dangerous dance of green and blue. The very sight of her made me nauseous in more ways than one, and I struggled to keep down the burger I grabbed for dinner before leaving work. 

“No one can raise the dead,” she confided conversationally, as she moved to perch on the edge of my mother's tombstone. I'm sure I looked completely pathetic.

Thanks for stopping by and I hope you'll swing by again next time to meet another character from the cast of Reborn! Oh, and don't forget to check out more Six Sentence Sunday offerings here!

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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. Besides Daniel, Sarelia is her favorite character in the One Powerful Addiction Series (but don't tell her that).




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Ana Hart's Week at a Glance (May 30 - June 6)

So, this post is a little bit late (I like to have them scheduled for 12:01 CST), but I have a good excuse! I was playing Call of Duty with my boyfriend (and now I'm watching him do a sexy strip tease while he attempts to distract me from writing this post. ATTEMPTS!) For the record, I kicked some serious ass in Call of Duty.



But this week I decided to do something different; I decided to let you guys have a look at what's been going on in my personal life since the last time I posted. Which means ... pictures! (And a random YouTube video). At the end of the post, I'll also have an actual photo of myself which I took today (but if you really can't wait to see it, you can just go on ahead and scroll down now).











I've been jamming out to this song all week! And if you like dubstep, too, I'd suggest checking it out. If you don't, well, uh... keep scrolling! My only complaint is that I think it's a little too long, but it's still awesome. And badass. And the background song to the Borderlands II trailer!




Hey, I was working on this new story yesterday and it took a crazy turn for ... the better, I hope. It was just going to be another short erotic pure smutty mcsmut-smut thing, but now it's morphing into a paranormal suspense. Want to check it out for me?

“You're
so beautiful, Nicole,” James whispered as his fingers thrummed
across my body, twitching the silky skirt of my dress aside.
Goosebumps crawled across my skin as his hands caressed along my
calves, my thighs, and farther upwards still. I arched my body into
his touch and his fingers answered my silent plea for more. As if
from far away, I heard myself moaning as he stroked the back of his
hand across my lace-covered sex, stoking the flames of my need
higher. 

“Yes
… so beautiful. You'll fetch me a nice price at the market.” 

James'
fingers didn't slow and neither did the clamoring of my pulse. The
blood pounded in my ears in time to the warm glow pulsating around
every inch of my body, drowning out almost everything else. But I did
hear James' words, softly spoken as they were, and I gave a lazy
chuckle as his hands crawled farther up my body. 

“What
market?” 

James'
face swam into view, hazy and wonderful. A beautiful smile danced
across his lips and I couldn't help but smile back up at him. How
could I have been afraid of him? He was handsome, and sexy, and
perfect. Absolutely perfect. I laughed aloud at my silliness and
James' laughed with me. He had a beautiful laugh that rumbled through
my entire body, vibrating into my core, tugging at my soul with all
the insistence of an impatient lover. I moaned again and spread
myself for him, desperate for this perfect man to have me – all of
me. 

“Take
me,” I begged and James laughed again, another beautiful laugh. 

“Oh,
trust me, sweetheart. I will.” 

His
lips found mine through the golden haze and crushed the breath from
me as his tongue plunged past my lips. I moaned into his mouth and
tried to reach upwards to wrap my arms around him, but my arms were
far too heavy to lift. Something in the back of my mind nagged at me,
but I pushed the little voice away and opened my eyes again instead
so I could reassure myself with the sight of my most perfect man. 

But
I couldn't see anything except for the golden light. It had filled
every corner of the room, every crevice. It pulsed in time to my
raging heartbeat and roared in my ears like a raging inferno. 

“James?” 

My
mouth moved, but I couldn't hear the words. I couldn't hear anything.
I couldn't see anything. The light was everywhere, everything. 

And
then there was nothing.

 My boyfriend and I both love Chinese food. I honestly think we eat it about six times a week. Here's my fortune from our last trip out:





Awww so true.


Hey, look! It's my balcony container garden! I love plants :) They make me happy!














And it's a kitteh on a laptop! (Damn demon devil cat always biting my feet and attacking my head! Seriously. He attacks my head. Like stalk-pounce-attacks. Not fun).








Alright, one last random picture. A cake I decorated at work!










Alright, and now, drumroll please!




Dum... dumdumdum.... dumdumdumdumdumdum *cough* Alright, alright. And now, for me, the real Ana:








Ta-da! Well, I do believe this was my most random blog post ever. Maybe. Potentially. Perhaps. Most likely. (Probably). But I hope you guys enjoyed it! Tune in next time for ... who in the Hell knows what?!






I drew it myself ;-)

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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. She's also trying to write this last bit while holding a dick. No, really.




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Six Sentence Sunday #17: Meet James Harin!

Welcome back, everyone! This week we're meeting another character from my latest erotic paranormal romance release, Reborn - James Harin! James is the lovable, goofy BFF sidekick who ends up being a major player in all the supernatural WTFery of the later books. I hope you enjoy!

Dammit, James. He was like a fucking ninja. Slapping my license and a ten-dollar bill on the counter, I turned to endure the quiet pity I knew was about to ensue. James was one of those thin bookish types who wore glasses instead of contacts probably because the glasses made him look smarter. We had been friends since high school. 

“Dude, what happened to your face?” he blurted out before I could even get a word in. 

Thanks again for stopping by and be sure to come back next week to meet another character from the book! And don't forget to check out all the other awesome people sharing six sentences today!

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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. She's also super stoked about Reborn getting its first 5-star review! Check it out! 




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4 Pickup Lines That Got the Girl

Some pickup lines flop, but then there are those special pickup lines that rock (rhyme intentional, hurr hurr). So, I decided to scour the interwebs this past week so I could bring to you the pickup lines that saved the day, got the girl (and gave me a good chuckle).



Jodi McClure (a.k.a. @PunkLit in the Twitterverse) said:

@AnaHart03 Guy in a video game told my avatar, "You look really nice in high settings." Had to fall in love with him after that! :)

I totally can't blame you for that one, Jodi! You gotta love a witty sense of humor! And it totally reminds me of this video:







Shayna York (a.k.a. @ShaynaYork in the Twitterverse) said:

@AnaHart03 My hubby walked across a dance floor, held out his hand to me and said "Dance with me!" He had ensured a slow song would play!

D'awwwwh. That's so sweet. My boyfriend and I dance all the time! In the kitchen. And the living room. And wherever. Though I can't really waltz to save my life. He's the twinkle toes in this relationship!






A screaming orgasm? Nummy.

VN Dare on Facebook said:

Mine involved a drink. He walked up to me, set it down in front of me and said, "I ordered you a Screaming Orgasm. To avoid any confusion about what I have in mind for tonight." Yeah...the next night, we met at the same place. The waitress asked if I wanted another Screaming Orgasm. Without missing a beat, he replied, "No thanks, she just had one."

LOL. Once again, it's the sense of humor! And the nice, sharp... wit!




You know, I actually was won over with a pickup line, too. It's true! As I'm sure you've realized by now, I'm a huge sucker for smart guys with a good sense of humor. So what was the pickup line that had me melting into his hands?

"I want to be your derivative so I can lie tangent to your curves."

Priceless <3

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For giggles! Pickup lines volunteered from my other awesome Facebook peeps:



Jean Joachim said her favorite pickup line is:

Wannna f**k? Works on men every time. LOL.

While Mike Woody offered the following gems:

 "I wish I was crossed eyed so I could see you twice." AND "My love for you is like diarrhea. I just can't hold it in."

Derek Austin Johnson said his favorite pickup line is:

"Excuse me, miss, does this tag smell like chloroform?"

And last, but not least, Gary L Robinson said his favorite pickup line is:

Look into mine eyes and see thy soul for thy soul is mine own. 

Thanks for sharing guys! This was a lot of fun :)



So, tell me, were you ever successfully picked up by a pickup line?

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Six Sentence Sunday #16: Meet Alyssa Vega!

Welcome back to the blog! This week, I'm introducing you guys to the female lead in my latest paranormal romance release, Reborn - Alyssa Vega! She's sexy. She's feisty. She's Latin! And she might just be more than she seems to be...







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A girl stepped in between us. 

I sensed her before I saw her, feeling her consciousness press against mine - the vaguely familiar brush of her presence as she moved past me. But I had never seen her before in my life. Where Malorie was golden and pale, this strange girl was dark and bronzed and sporting a spicy little outfit that made me look twice – off-the-shoulder top, short, tight skirt, dark stockings, and spiky high heels. Both Nathan and I immediately fell silent as she entered the equation. 

“There you are, baby,” she purred, her dark eyes hooking onto mine, as she stepped in close to grab two fistfuls of my shirt, “I've been waiting forever.”

Tune in next time to meet another main character from Reborn ! Need more now? Check Reborn out at the links shown beneath the cover up above! And don't forget to stop by all the other awesome blogs for more Six Sentence Sunday!

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Ana Hart is a writer of erotica, romance, and everything in between. She really loves soda. Really. And the ability to schedule blog posts. And staying up late to play that new Star Wars MMO. And random things. She especially likes random things.




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