My Wanderlust blog tours & giveaway started this week (so excited) with a GRAND PRIZE of: $25.00 Amazon Gift Card and one ebook from the series. You can follow the tour and enter the rafflecopter for your chance to win. I’d like to say a huge ‘thank you’ to all the bloggers who signed up. The tour will run until February 2nd, 2014.
Okay, so with any promo tour there’s bound to be comments and this time around the comments have been interesting – many of you, to my great delight, revealed your Wanderlust – the places where you’d want to be swept up in desire passion & lust. I thought it would be fun to share them with all of you. Here they are:
Bali (√ – coming soon – Seduced in Bali)
Bahamas (√ – its on my radar for my new ‘Club Pluto’ series)
Bermuda (hmmm…definitely a beautiful place)
Maldives (√ check – on my radar too)
Tahiti (√ check – coming soon – Tempted in Tahiti)
Germany (I foresee a romantic suspense in Berlin)
Italy (√ check – Surrender in Rome)
Istanbul (√ check – coming soon – Magic in Istanbul)
New York – (√ – its on my radar for my new ‘Club Pluto’ series)
Paris (√ check – Passion in Paris)
Spain (√ check – coming soon – Fate in Spain)
Tuscany (Oh a favorite of mine and its in the works)
Tempting, right? So here’s my question to the rest of you: Which capital or playground would you most like to be swept up in desire passion & lust? Take the poll and let me know. If you do not see your choice listed in the poll, let me know either here on my blog or on Facebook. I will definitely use your favorites as the backdrop for one of my upcoming books in the Wanderlust series.
Carnal apple. Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light. What secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars? What primal night does Man touch with his senses? Ay. Love is a journey through waters and stars, through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain: Love is a war of lightening, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness. Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages, and a genital fire, transformed by delight, slips through the narrow channels of blood to precipitate a nocturnal carnation, to be, and be nothing but light in the dark.