Friday, March 27, 2009
I’ve always found Mr. Clooney rather yummy, and I’m sure that a couple of hours spent in his wobbly-headed, charming company wouldn’t be too much of a drag.
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Another productive day of claw-penning on moi’s WIP ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ here’s the last paragraph, just finished...
Snaking his neck, he caught the warrior’s thigh in his mouth, leaving a massive scorch mark. Before they could deter him with enough darts, he spun like a dervish, striking out with his front hooves. The grounded warrior never made it back on his bullet vehicle. Twitching his blazing tail with fiendish speed as he whirled, Drojovv slapped the standing warrior several times, searing his entire body.
Rapidly the stench of burned flesh filled the air
Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~
Happy Courtship on another Earth
X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 90 ~
Sylva wondered what a woman was supposed to do, faced with such irresistible gallantry. Okay, supposedly she was now Sylva Kristine Woolridge Vintorr. Not that she exactly objected. Actually, there was something wonderfully thrilling about it. Although, heaven knew why, except women were trained from birth to be a happy bride. Still, he made a handsome husband. More important to her was their passion and how he’d treated her, so far. She smiled within and without. “Do you use the title of Mrs. here?” He brushed her knuckles with his lips, making her feel dreamy. “That’s an antiquated term here.”
Zeke dived his gaze into the sparkling azure sky of her eyes. “If it’s not Mrs. Woolridge-Vintorr, what is it?” she asked. “Formally, it’s Wife of Zeke Dhurago Vintorr. Informally, it’s Wife of Zeke Vintorr, unless it’s one our family friends. Then it’s our first names.” She stared at him, bewildered, torn. “Sylva, I swear your happiness is my own heart. Let me show you. The Emerald Shamrock is not far from here. Dance with me.” She nodded, swallowing. Suddenly curiosity shone in her eyes. “When is your birthday?” Relieved, he rasped, “August One. What’s yours, my Sylva?” She smiled, “March Twenty-seventh.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 89 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday, Bekki blogged about using the right words in a romance.
Monday, Lindsay penned a fabulous blog on ‘hair’ on romance novels ~ the Crowning glory ~
For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Crazier nonsense smooch from the Kougar...