Friday, February 22, 2008

Purr-Kiss for Red Lioness Tamed

Big Kitties, moi knows you've hopped up on a clothes dryer or a washer -- warm and vibrating with their machine purr as they domestically serve the humans. Well, meow, the Kougar's head is on permanent spin cycle. Yesterday, on Happy Lunar Eclipse Day, the e-mail arrived. Release date from Liquid Silver Books for Red Lioness Tamed is March 3. Yowling! heavens to mergatroid, and don't exit stage left. Even though the Kougar's paws are too stunned to dance, for the moment -- and her eyes are open wide, her gaze stuck staring into the super bright lights.

Blurb: (Erotic lioness shifter futuristic)
What does a lioness shifter do when she’s suddenly trapped in an unknown space cruiser’s cargo hold? Then, despite her ability to savagely defend herself, she’s trapped beneath the handsome human Captain.
And next, cat-scratching ridiculously, she finds herself carnal-trapped, and meow yowl! bound by leather straps in his bed?
Answer: She fights tooth and claw. Problem: The loner Captain is nova-hot at seducing her.
Molten Silver: Forced seduction, mild bondage, sex while in partially shifted state.

Help all good and wonderful promotion angels. Bast send your best advisors, the Kougaress needs your divine assistance. Maooow, please and thank you.
On another author note, the title has been changed on purring-moi's latest WIP. After doing a book title search on Wolf Kill, and, as the Kougaress suspected, discovering another novel by that name, she has changed the title to Kill the Black Wolf. Yep, the rifles raised and aimed at the wolf shifter hero, he races for his life. And toward love.

Yes, yes! My legions of Beautiful Big Cats, the Kougar hears your demanding yowls and siren-loud pleas. Soon...soon, she promises her love scene entry in the American Title IV contest - calm, stroking calm now -- it will be revealed. Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis lives, beloved in her authoress heart.

Bound, lithe and languid, over to Title Magic, lovely Big Kitties all, for a fascinating and revealing portrait of NY best-selling author, Alethea Kontis. Inspiration is yours for the goldfish-taking. Meowings below:
Alethea, your dad is great. I can so relate to a lot of what you spoke about. Truth is, I just went underground with my intelligence level when I was in school, since it was obvious 'smart' kids weren't liked, and the other kids wouldn't play with you. Plus, there was a box of expectations the school system wanted you to live in, that I didn't want to be trapped in...and, well, high school, after the short skirt incident, I got out, went on to college later.

Congratulations on all your success, and for overcoming...it ain't all that easy. And you're more than welcome to be here, play with us, where you'll be appreciated and valued for who you are.
Happy early St. Patrick's day, and you don't have to wear green if you don't want to. Although, I will confess I have a fondness for emerald, peridot, jade and forest shades of green. Ahh, and then there's spring green...

Spinning smooches from the Kougar...

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