Bleary and blinking eyes, my Beautiful Big Cats, the Kougar finished proofing HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES , and e-sent...
A bit of confusion today... first moi was contacted about a change in release date to Monday, May 4... then contacted again to say she could still release her first Siren Menage Amour on May 1... so this Big Cat is assuming that is still the release date... meow-yay!
And! First, for the Big Cats....
PG Story Excerpt ~
Zion fastened his gaze on the tornado’s advance, straight for the center of Chrontropolis. Already chunks of debris whirled in the funnel, with the larger pieces being hurled in every direction.
“What are they doing ” Wendy abruptly straightened. Her muscles tensed anxiously as he lowered them onto the chair. Riveted, she watched his brothers’ streaking flight toward the behemoth tornado snaking angrily over the ground.
Zion coded in the emergency, sending it to all of the Super Brethren. It could be too late. Whoever had created the weather monstrosity had known where to conjure it up and how to time its attack on Chrontropolis. He hoped like wild hell some of the Super Brethren followed behind his brothers, though he knew if they’d been anywhere close, the screen’s visual technology would have already shown them.
“Can they really stop that horrible thing?” Wendy’s breaths quickened in fear. “By themselves?”
Zion didn’t know which way to jump. Should he reassure her or tell her the truth? The force and size of the tornado as shown by the screen’s readouts required six supermen with the power level of the Dark Brothers to alter its course and lessen the destruction. Instead of answering her, he shut his eyes in concentration, communicating telepathically the current status to his brothers.
“My Great Aunt Minnie,” she swore. “Since you’re not answering, it must be bad.”
“Wendy,” he began. Yet what did he tell her?
“Why do you have to stay here?” she impatiently challenged. “Go help them.”
She moved restlessly while he refined the screen’s imaging capability and searched a wider perimeter for other Superheroes. Quietly he heaved in a relieved breath. The three Gallant Brothers flight-charged toward the tornado from another angle. Although their arrival would not be timely, the odds had just improved. Once again, Zion used telepathy to send the info. Next, he switched on the city’s alarm system. It was not fully effective in covering the entire metro, but still, lives would be saved if the worst occurred.
“The Gallant Brothers?” She leaned toward the screen.
“Yes,” he confirmed, desperately wanting solutions he didn’t have. Yet.
Zion studied the rough distortion at the top of the funnel. The precision of the matrix frequencies told him it was being manipulated by master scientists.
“Omygawd It’s growing.” She strained farther forward, her gaze locked on the boiling black twister.
“It’s doubling in strength.” Regretting his rash words, Zion connected mentally with his brothers, informing them.
“It’s too large. No ”
“Wendy...”
“Don’t bother with a lie.”
When he cupped her shoulder with his palm, she shrugged out of his hold. “You should have gone with them.”
His own anger surfacing, Zion seized her upper arms. “Don’t be a fool. Who would protect you if—”
“If they die,” she struck back.
He hesitated, but only for an instant. “Yes, Wendy, if they die.”
She froze, her spine stiff with dread. “It’s headed for the center of Chrontropolis, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” Zion hauled in a large breath. “I’ve sounded the city alarms.”
“You can do that from here?”
“We have control over all the city systems from here.”
She slumped back a bit, and he knew she couldn’t take her gaze away from the screen. Neither could he. His brothers flew abreast at rocket speed, their outlines blurred on the screen. The tornado had developed into a distorted serpent, furious as it spun over the ground. Uprooted trees, enormous rocks and pieces from old structures orbited the eye in a bizarre chaotic frenzy.
“Good resolution.” She trembled. “I can see everything so clearly. Too clearly.”
He stroked her arms and shoulders, trying to comfort her. “Night vision advancements. Necessary for night patrol.”
“What are they going to do, really?” Her voice cracked and she shrank into the bend of his body.
“Use their flying speed to unwind the tornado’s spin.”
She shuddered, then flung her arm up to point at two more of the Super Brethren. “Who are they?”
“The Tiger Twins.” Zion’s heart jumped into his throat, not with fear, but with hope. The twins possessed a ridiculously high level of super strength, especially when combined. Yet, would they arrive in time? Their flight was slow compared to his brothers’ speed. He mind-sent the message of their immanent arrival.
“They’re getting close.” Wendy stilled, her body rigid, hands knotted together. “Please, oh, please,” she prayed.
Zion silently joined in with his own prayer. His brothers linked arms, soaring into the whirling force of the tornado. Their flight slowed, reduced by the horrific winds they battled. Forming a wedge, they neared the top third of the tornado. Like the tip of an arrow they shot forward with their combined strength, opposite the giant’s spin.
“They look like tiny birds. I can barely see them. On no ” she moaned. “They’re not moving.”
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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 123 ~
Sylva swore her pussy became a furnace of blazing need. All cocky persuasion, he backed her up, lifting the skirts of her gown and fisting the fabric. She felt a cushion on the back of her knees as his lips trapped hers. His passion was so ferocious every inch of her flesh turned to steam-extreme desire. Bending her backward with the force of his kiss, he toppled her backwards gently. Sylva felt the cool air on her sex as her thighs naturally widened for him. Arranging the voluminous gown skirt above her legs, he captured her thighs, then stroked possessively.
Zeke swept his hands over the long sumptuous curves of his woman’s thighs, and soon slipped his thumbs over the wetness of her inner thighs. Their tongue tips met and twined in a languorous and deliberate dance of pleasure. Savage for the taste of her mouth, he let his tongue caress hers more deeply until their tongues dueled in a mutual game of seduction. Gliding his hands over the length of her thighs in a bid to win passion’s game, it was he who succumbed to the art of her tongue and lips. God be praised, could his wife kiss.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 122 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ the Kougar blogged about serial flashing and added to more installments to her Flash ~ The Heart’s Misunderstanding ~
Monday ~ Jude offered a fabulous passage from latest release, THE LOOK, and a wonderful word tour of South Africa.
Saturday ~ Linda talks about how a telescope and stargazing influenced her novel.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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A personal thought from the Kougar... moi remembers back in 1976 when the so-called swine flu raised its ugly head... she graduated college that year... the flu vaccine, instead of saving people, killed a lot of people who took the shots... NOT this Big Cat Girl who hates needles and has never had a flu shot in her entire life... and now there is some evidence to suggest that particular vaccine killed people years later... please, be careful, my darling Kittens...
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Big hug and smacking smooch from the Kougar...
Yes, my Beautiful Kittens, the Kougar is a recent victim of comma confusion. And likely to remain in confusion. Commas, in this day and age, seem to be as flexible as a devotee of Yoga. Truthfully, this Big Cat doesn’t know which way to jump anymore. So not kewl when paw-penning. An extra thought about where to place the comma can ruin the entire flow of the sentence or scene. And honestly, who wants to go back and edit that precisely for something that should come naturally after writing for awhile.
Yes, moi has experimented with using commas for a certain style of writing she is expressing herself with to, hopefully, enhance a particular type of story. That kind of thinking-creation is different than the stops and starts of cruel comma confusion.
Why this writerly and tail-lashing angst? Imagine if you will, the commas you originally placed in the story because you’re doing the best punctuation you can, are taken out with an edit... okay, moi goes with that style of comma use... only to then have those commas put back in as they were originally placed... whisker-pulling yowl.
The one consolation, its small potatoes in the whole editing process, in a way. The problem ~ where the heck do those commas go now? For the next time????????????????
When the Kougar should be focused on the fierce flow of her love/sex scenes... oh meow no! Comma erectile dysfunction... and she ain’t taking no damn blue Viagra, either.
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Yes, the Kougar has yet to pen her bloggie for Wednesday’s HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog. Hmmmm... purrr... perhaps an expansion on her Flash of The Heart’s Misunderstanding, written this past Sunday. Since moi is definitely too sleep-deprived to pen her Zorro bloggie.
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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 122 ~
Sylva realized somewhere inside her passion-drenched being, they were still in public. She didn’t care. All she cared about was their fused and tangling lips, and the hard lethal feel of her cowboy. Damn, his cock had sprung to extra-large life. He swung her around as if they danced several times. “The booth,” she panted against his mouth, “how close?” Sealing their lips again, he walked her backwards. She felt the heavy brocade drape against the back of her bare shoulders. His arm released her long enough to part the drapes. Urging her backwards, his splayed hands circled her back.
Zeke had one thing on his mind. He wanted his bride. He wanted his loaded cocked sex-gun between her beautiful thighs. Right here. Right now. Unlocking their lusting mouths, he growled, “Sylva.” She nipped his lips boldly. “No underwear,” she breathlessly reminded, her hands passionately slipping over the width of his shoulders. Running his hands over the silky slippery gown, he felt the shape her butt and the tops of her thighs while moving her toward the half-moon sumptuous divan. “I’m lifting that skirt of yours,” he roughly purred as he began gathering up the satiny material. “Open your pussy.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 121 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Jude offered a fabulous passage from latest release, THE LOOK, and a wonderful word tour of South Africa.
Saturday ~ Linda talks about how a telescope and stargazing influenced her novel.
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Comma irreverent smooch from the Kougar...
Yes, my beloved Big Cats, it has finally arrived, the release date for the Kougar’s HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES ~ coming from Siren-BookStrand, the Menage Amour line ~ MAY 1, 2009 ~
Wowza-purr, moi did not even remember that is May Day or the happy romping around the Maypole. Yes, there’s a joke there or something clever... the Kougar’s heroine, Wendy ends up happily dancing around the insatiable poles of the four Dark Valorous Brothers ~ not to give the HEA ending away.
Yeppers, peppers, moi is working on the final proofing... and enjoying the story as she goes... meow-yowza...
Here’s a blurb ~
How many Superheroes does it take to satisfy the one woman who dances like a fire goddess? Answer: the four Dark Valorous Brothers of Chrontropolis.
Before the weather wars destroyed her world, Wendra was the girl next door, except for her dancing talent and her desire to become a top performer. When she is rescued from her own desperate attempt to fly inside her flame by Dark Zavier, then Claimed by the four Dark Valorous brothers, she has no idea how to cope with their primitive insatiable sexual needs, or their passionate longing to bond with her.
On top of that, her own super power, the ability to use flame as a weapon, is becoming stronger by the day, even if it remains useless against the Dark Brothers’ determination to master her. Still, how does she make her own blazing mark, in the new world of Superheroes and Super Villains?
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Wednesday, the Kougar will be blogging at HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
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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 121 ~
Sylva soared inside, feeling a type of giddiness she’d never known. “Wild, Wild West?” he asked. Sylva wondered how she was supposed to explain that TV show” Still... “It’s an old entertainment show where two Secret Service Agents fight super villains in our Old West after the Civil War.” Zeke halted, pivoting before her, his expression quizzical. “James West?” he asked. Sylva nodded, feeling her own expression become puzzled. “Don’t tell me he’s still alive and riding the rails?” Her cowboy cocked his head making her heart go pitter patter with desire. “James West is still a popular series here.”
Zeke impetuously dance-twirled his bride before him, then ravished her slightly flushed face with his gaze as he brought her against him. “Once we’re settled in at home we’ll spend an evening watching and comparing notes. How’s that, darlin’?” She smiled generously, her eyes alight. “Sounds like a good time. Are you going to kiss me or continue staring at my... ”Zeke planted a kiss on his woman’s luscious mouth and swept her tightly against him. Her little arms wound around his neck and she devoured his mouth. The feel of her breasts had him wishing they were inside the booth.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 120 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Jude offered a fabulous passage from latest release, THE LOOK, and a wonderful word tour of South Africa.
Saturday ~ Linda talks about how a telescope and stargazing influenced her novel.
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Straight from the Carnal Cherub himself...
Angelic Forecast ~ XXXIV
The following week will bring great joys to some, especially upon the completion of some goal or when success is realized for a great effort that is a long time in coming.
This is also a week to be careful or take care in all that you do and plan to do. Caution and realistic planning for the future will go a long way right now. Prepare for the future in a similar way your grandparents may have used, and make this way of thinking a new habit.
Bring your own light to every situation. And cherish the light of others. If you are a gardener, this week embraces you.
More... Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Insatiable dark chocolate kisses from the Kougar...
Photo: Unknown Object Over Pyramids
This unknown object above the Pyramids at Giza was caught on a live webcam that sits atop a hotel. The webcam has also been down since this image appeared on April 20, 2009.
--Rochelle
Keep yourselves safe, my brave Kittens. Our world is changing in dramatic ways.Today romance author, Lisa Andel, held flashing court with the theme of misunderstandings... for some extra hot flash-ings, race on over to the Liquid Silver SEx blog.
Moi’s tame flashie below ~
The Heart’s MisunderstandingONE
Giddy with happiness, she raced down the long staircase. Surely wings were attached to her slippered feet. Pausing at the bannister, she caught her breath. He was here, waiting for her in the reception room. Terrance, the love of her life. She’d seen his personal coach from her balcony. At last evening’s ball, he’d hinted at his arrival this day. Her diaphanous daygown whispered around her ankles as she floated forward. What would she say when he asked for her hand in marriage? How would she say her acceptance? Would she smile demurely, or would her tears erupt in joy.
TWO
Terrance spun around on the heel of his superb cavalry boots, a wide smile on his solid handsome face. His gaze beamed with the strength of several suns. “Oh, Terrance,” she breathed out her heart. Kalvesta rushed toward him and swore her feet felt like hummingbirds’ wings. She halted as swiftly when he suddenly frowned, his countenance resembling the quiet before a storm. “What is it?” fell from her lips.
“Kalvesta, my sweet one.” He moved to her, grasping her hands inside his. “It was your sister, Lolenda, I asked to join me.” He paused, compassion owning his gaze. “I am sorry.”
THREE
Kalvesta’s world whirled and crashed around her. If she had been a tower she would have crumbled into unrecognizable dust. “I, I am sorry.” She stuttered over her words and felt everything inside her die. Her heart stopped and refused to start. Still, she noticed its tiny resilient thump inside her chest. How do I remain standing, she wondered. A terrible bubble of silence surrounded her and suddenly she could see nothing. “Please, do not let Lolenda know I was here.” Tearing her hands from Terrance’s kind grip, she fled. On instinct she found the garden doors and flew outside.
FOUR
Dhaldago unfolded his arms, observing the woman he wanted with a ferocity that owned his soul, burst out the tall ornate door – as he had surmised would occur, once she discovered Terrance had arrived for her sister. Her lovely delicate shoulder had been coldly shown to him every time he’d made the slightest courting advance. Now, she would be his. He had carefully spoken his desire to her parents, gaining their consent. Although, it was his right to boldly take her in marriage, since her sister was the younger of the two. Shoving away from the stone wall, he sprinted.
FIVE
Keeping a falcon eye on his Kalvesta, Dhaldago marveled at her fleetness of foot. Yet, wasn’t that one reason for his loin’s passion? Her female form was all fragile sumptuousness while her spirit in whatever sport she played was savagely glorious, and more often than not, she triumphed. Gaining on her, he watched her jerk to a halt beneath a weeping willow tree. Her small hand flattened on the trunk before she doubled over, crumpling onto the ground. Not caring how much she loathed him, Dhaldago raced to her. Before she could react, he scooped her up into his arms.
SIX
“What are doing?” Flames owned her tongue. Still, she remained stunned and too emotionally weak to struggle against his hold as he strode with her along the walking path.
“My coach awaits for you, my intended bride.” He glanced downward, glimpsing her sea-sensual eyes, now huge pools of shocked realization.
“No.” He felt the force of her whisper.
“Yes. I have right of marriage.”
“I will despise you forever!”
“Your hatred is preferred over life without you, beautiful woman.”
“How can that be?” she fired on him with her tone. He acknowledged the scorch of her strike.
“Simple. I want you.”
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~
Happy Courtship on another EarthX-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...
Part 120 ~Sylva lost herself in the brandy-colored glints of her cowboy’s eyes, figuring sooner or later she’d get to the bottom of why Roy and Dale were still alive and seemingly in good health. That truth had shone in his eyes. Obviously aging on this Earth was different. Even though her curiosity was extremely piqued and some alarm surged through her, Sylva decided she’d give ‘her husband’ some rope. “Her name is Marina. How about something to drink?” His purring voice did naughty devastating things to her insides. Caressing his hands from her, he pivoted presenting his arm.
“I am thirsty.”
Zeke stroked over the top of his Sylva’s hand, once she took his arm. Guiding her along the landing, he asked, “Are you feeling weary yet?” She danced a step, turning to him. “Are you kidding? With everything that has happened? Do things like Merlinda and Barnabas happen here often?” Zeke grinned. At least she wasn’t pursuing his past with Merlinda. “Yep, on occasion. But not on a regular basis. I’ll assume that would have been a rare occurrence on your Earth.” She nodded as he gazed at her. “Especially the whip. This reminds me of the Wild, Wild West.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 119 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~~~~~~~
HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Saturday ~ Linda talks about how a telescope and stargazing influenced her novel.
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story by Savanna Kougar ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
~~~Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
No smooch from the flu-compromised Kougar...
Be careful out there, my most darling Big Cats. The Kougar hates being a yowl of possible pandemic. Still, some of her health sources are truly concerned... people in the know. While no one in the US has died of the Swine Flu, thus far... and thank the Divine... the Swine Flu is now in California, Kansas and New York City... gee-meow, what a perfect storm brewing for spreading it across our beloved country, especially given Mexico’s terrible outbreaks and deaths. Why the border has not been closed, well this Big Cat girl is clueless.
On to a more fascinating topic... Vampires... just now on Coast-to-Coastam ... during the re-broadcast of an Art Bell show from July 9, 1997 ~ a man who claimed to be a real vampire, and who lived in New Orleans, called into the show... He mentioned the Blue Crystal Club as being a vampire hangout back then... He also mentioned the author, Ann Rice... if this well-spoken gentleman is still with us... the Kougar would like to know your story... perhaps she could figure out a way to include the story in one of her novels, as a non-Hollywood approach to Vampires.
Okay-purring, if menage’ is to your erotic romantic taste buds, the Talking Two Lips chat loop ~ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TalkingTwoLips ~ had a big ole party with lots of excerpts and discussion. Moi was too worn out to participate, merely posting an intro, a blurb and a small X-cerpt from HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES.
Omy Kitkats, tornados hit a good distance west of the tame prairie along I-70... lots of damage reports, but no loss of life to moi’s knowledge... however, the storms were definitely in the air.
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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 119 ~
Sylva didn’t know what to think. The women she’d observed so far didn’t appear to be mild-mannered little wimps. Damn! Could Merlinda crack a whip, and her voice. Also, if her cowboy husband was offering to teach her how to rope... well, hell... what was true? “Do you mean the Dale Evans of Happy Trails Ranch?” he asked. She watched the shutters drop into place inside his eyes. What was that all about? “Is Dale Evans still alive here? On my Earth she’s passed on, both her and Roy Rogers.” His thumb stroked her cheek. “Roy and Dale are alive.”
Zeke surely realized he would have to explain more about their longevity. Was now the right time? He smiled, tipping up her chin. “Lady Wranglers. I think that’s what you mean by cowgirls. Sylva, if you want to be a Lady Wrangler, my sister, will take you under her wing. Show you the ropes. Except, I’ll teach you ropin’. She’s better at horse ridin’ lessons. Darlin’, I have some horseflesh you’ll fall head over heels for. I promise. And we’ll pick out just the right mount for you.” She flashed a smile at him. “Does your sister have a name?”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 115 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story by Savanna Kougar ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Saturday night smooch from the Kougar...
Sometimes, my darling Big Kittens, ya just never know what’s going to work, and what isn’t ... *big shrug” ... the Kougar thought her little Highlander fanfic sorta post for the Liquid Silver would be enjoyed. Not that it wasn’t enjoyed at all by someone other than moi... however, meow-truth, the Kougar isn’t always a good judge of what readers like.
Roaring-however, she did get her mss ~ STALLION OF ASH AND FLAME ~ polished, formatted, wrote a longer blurbie and then e-submitted.... now, the waiting begins... the Kougar had such fun, overall, claw-penning this paranormal love story.
Stallion of Ash and Flame
Seneca Kathryn Winston
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Drojovv Zyan of the V’Trailuc Realm ~ Trail ~ as in the end of...
Drojovv Zyan of the V’Trailuc Realm is a man-stallion of ash and flame on a mission to save his world’s crucial Earth portal from the fires ravaging the National Forest surrounding it. Pretending to be the tracker, Trail, he settles in a small southeastern Arizona town. When he gets an eyeful of the beautiful ranch owner, Seneca, he stud lusts after the Earth human, a woman he’s not supposed to take as his Mate.
Trail leaves her alone until her brother is in a bad motorcycle accident and she needs a hired hand. Soon both of them are threatened by a whole horde of enemies. At all costs Trail must protect her. His world depends on it, her world depends on it. And his heart comes to depend on it.
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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 118 ~
Sylva let her eyelids close. His fingers felt way too good easing the tightness of her shoulders. “If you can do that, cowboy, I may have no choice but to love you.” Instead of stopping like most men she’d known, he continued massaging until she was swaying toward him and swooning inside for him. “Do woman rope men here?” she asked, then let her head rest on the solid wall of his chest. “It happens,” he rumbled, stroking up beneath her hair. “But not to capture a husband. Do you want to learn?” Deliciously, his palms swept over her back.
Zeke figured if she wanted to learn that would give them a chance to know each other better, become closer. She softly moaned with pleasure and slid her hands up his chest. “Love riding horses. I might as well be a cowgirl.” Puzzled, Zeke frowned. “What’s a cowgirl on your Earth?” She giggled. “Oh, that’s hilarious.” She raised her face to him. “A cowgirl on my former Earth is you, only a woman.” Sensing his confusion, she added, “Did you ever have an entertainment show called Roy Rogers? Roy had a palomino named Trigger. And the heroine was Dale Evans.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 115 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story by Savanna Kougar ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Lazy shrug and smooches from the Kougar...
And the grand prize winner of the Blog Tour!!! is ~ Ann Marie. Congratulations from the Kougar.
The individual winner on the Kougar’s blog is ta-da! Becky, the first commentor on the Earth Day Tour. Becky, please email moi at ~ rebelromance AT earthlink.net ~ for your prize.
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A brief Turkey encounter today, my eager Big Kittens. Moi was traveling back from her mailbox, which the postperson cannot be bothered to close correctly, when she glimpsed a large gray shape from the corner of her eye. At first, the Kougaress thought it was a large rabbit. However, the critter veered in front her van... it was a wild turkey hen, very muted in color and young. Girl Turkle zigzagged a bit, halted at the fence, then decided to run on through the strands of wire to the pasture.
Meow-cool...
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Two Blogs on Friday, the 24th... my KitKats, the Kougar has been paw-penning all day.
On the Liquid Silver SEx blog ~ Meeting the Highlander ~
No, I’ve never met Duncan MacLeod, the Highlander, up close and personal, except in my fantasies. Nor, have I ever met Adrian Paul, except in my dreams, the dreams in slumber-landia, which are usually the type that feel utterly real, even once I’m fully awake.
For today, I thought I’d try something new for me, writing a sort of fanfic piece. I’ve never done it before, except as a young teenager for the Beatles way before fanfic was a term. And, nope, I’m not a reader of fanfic, so I have no clue if this will meet anyone’s expectations.
I’m going free-form. I’m just going to let this written fantasy rip or pull the rip cord on my imagination and see what happens. I have no preconceived ideas, no plot... only the Highlander and me...
April 2024 ~
Night swelters around me as I wait, hidden in the shadow of the fallen Statue of Liberty, a recent victim of laser strikes. Two of the teenaged Privileged flying in their sport jets battled over prostitute territory. In prior times they would have been labeled juvenile delinquents. I know I lived in those times. However, not as I am now.
For the rest of the story click on over...
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On the TRS Blue blog at The Romance Studio ~ an expanded version of the Kougar’s Superhero blog and an unedited excerpt from HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES.
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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 117 ~
Sylva scrutinized her cowboy husband’s handsome face, feeling out of time and out of place. Still part of her felt desperate to rush into his arms. She also burned with uncertainty. “Sylva, darlin’.” He held out his hand, his palm inviting her hand. She stepped forward giving him possession of her hand, of her. She’d moved without volition. Now a painful sense vulnerability cut through her and she wanted to shrink back. “It’s okay, my beautiful bride. I can explain.” He drew her into his embrace slowly. The strong circle of his arms comforted her, yet also boldly claimed her.
Zeke studied his Sylva’s face carefully. She was more skittish than a range-running filly inside her first corral. “I’m not certain I want you to explain.” She paused, her gaze immersing in his. “I’m not certain I know what I want.” Zeke witnessed her pain, the isolation she felt even held in his arms. Slipping his splayed hands up her small back, he gently grasped her shoulders, and soothingly stroked his thumbs over her soft curves. He decided more words between them right now wouldn’t help her. Easing his fingertips on top of her tense shoulder muscles, he gently massaged.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 115 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story by Savanna Kougar ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Meeting the Highlander smooch from the Kougar...
Past Midnight greetings, my loveliest KitKats, the Kougar purring-enjoyed her Earth Day because of all the Tour visitors who commented *THANK YOU TO EVERYONE* and because of the meow-delicious Eye Candy blogs of her sister Liquid Silver authors... yum and hum and so much panting-fun...
Tomorrow moi will announce the winners of the prizes.
And on Friday, the Kougar will be posting two blogs. One on the Liquid Silver SEx blog... and another scheduled bloggie on the TRS Blue blog ~ The Romance Studio’s Erotic Romance blog ~
Hmmmm... this KitKat girl is thinking she might put her prized pic of Adrian Paul in a kilt on the Liquid Silver blog... and a small excerpt from HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES on the TRS bloggie...
Also, on Friday, moi will be adding another part to the Never-Ending Story...
Happily, my Sexy Kittens, moi is well into polishing her latest completed mss ~ STALLION OF ASH AND FLAME... for submission... so far, so tail-sassy good.
And! The characters of the heroes in BRANDED BY THE TEXANS are emerging with some excellent sizzle-the-loins surprises, including their ranch’s pack of wolf hybrid dogs. As the Kougar progresses with the story she’ll post some claw-snippets.
A little tail-slash of warning, my darling Big Cats, times are roughening. Be careful out there.
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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 116 ~
Sylva didn’t know whether to sigh with the thought that Merlinda and Barnabas would have a happily ever after, or worry that they would have a knock-down drag-out brawling fight and despise each other forever. With a final powerful jerk on the rope, Barnabas trapped Merlinda in his embrace. He covered her mouth, bending her backwards with the force of his long drawn-out kiss. “Ohmygoodness,” Sylva whispered. Her own belly sexy-tingled with the thought that Zeke would plant his lips on hers and take her so passionately. Rising up swiftly, Barnabas hauled Merlinda over one shoulder and clamped her legs.
Zeke launched up the short stairway, hearing the satisfied murmuring ahhhs of the crowd. He wondered how much his Sylva would be disappointed by what had occurred in such an untimely manner. All he wanted was the feel of her in his arms again. He wanted her smiling radiant face beneath his as they danced. Or he wanted her spitfire temper as she pummeled his chest. He didn’t care which it was. “Cousin,” he announced his arrival. Royce gave a brief nod, taking a long step back. His Sylva whirled to him, her eyes jewel-bright as she studied his face.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 115 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ Bekki blogged about the angst of a recalcitrant heroine.
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
Wednesday ~ a blog about Susan Boyle, the Internet sensation...
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Big hugs and smooches from the Kougar...
Welcome! The Tour began at Nina Pierce's blog ~ http://ninapierce.com/romanceblog ~ and the previous stop on the tour was ~ Paige Tyler ~ http://paigetylertheauthor.blogspot.com ~
I fell in love with Superman the instant I walked into the darkened movie theater and saw Christopher Reeves flying as Superman. That moment, that magic of falling in love, is branded into my memory forever. As a red-blooded woman how could I ignore those piercing gorgeous blue eyes, that muscular yet sleek all-male body. Then there was his dark sexy hair, the very heroic shape of his face. He became a living Superman for me.
I don't know about you, but me and my girlfriends would occasionally remark and tittering-speculate on certain attributes a man of steel would possess... yep, what would that steely manhood feel like?
This is definitely in the realm of personal fantasies... and I’ve had my share... however, now I get the extreme pleasure of exploring the rod of steel in my own erotic romance novels, BLACK CAT BEAUTY, available from Liquid Silver Books, and HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES, coming soon from Siren-BookStrand.
My hero in BLACK CAT BEAUTY, Devon Zant, is a rising movie star who plays Super Ace, a superhero similar to Superman. His secret, he really does possess the powers of a superman because he’s from another world where such powers are normal. I can tell you this story was a whole lot of fun to write!
Another Superman I fell in love with was Dean Cain in the TV series. What I found most tantalizing and satisfying about this incarnation of the Metropolis Superhero was the relationship between Clark Kent/Superman and Lois Lane, as played by Terri Hatcher. Their love/sexual tension dynamic was far superior to the Superman movies.
My heroes in HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES, coming soon from Siren-BookStrand, have survived the catastrophic weather wars on their world. About ten percent of the remaining population begin to have superpowers in conjunction with the arrival of the Harbinger, a blue star seen through the ash and haze of their devastated planet-world. This particular story was much darker to write because in this world, the characters are struggling to survive and to continue the slow recovery of their bay city, Chrontropolis. 
Besides the heroes in my erotic romance novels, my ultimate hero, a superhero in his own right... yeppers, just ask me and I’ll tell you why... is Adrian Paul as the Highlander.
Please, please, Duncan, rescue me anytime, anywere... please!
NEXT ON THE BLOG TOUR ~ Shaunta Grimes ~ http://shauntagrimes.wordpress.com/ ~
Oops... leave a comment win the book of your choice from my published titles...~~~~~~
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 115 ~
Sylva couldn’t move, fascinated with the scene before her, and with the reaction of the people around her. If this had been Chicago, everyone would have been punching 911 into their cell phones and waiting on the arrival of the cops. A brave soul or two might have intervened on Merlinda’s behalf. Nope, Whip Woman had been lassoed and was being gradually pulled forward by a determined Barnabas, the man now considered to be her husband. The wheels of Sylva’s mind spun at flash-speed and her stomach quivered as she considered what was acceptable behavior on this Old West-like Earth.
Zeke whirled around, fierce to get back to his Sylva. Striding through the spellbound crowd, he easily wove though the arm-locked couples. He knew his cousin, Royce, would act honorably, still, he didn’t want him overly tempted by his wife’s exceptionally beautiful charms. Zeke was also mightily concerned about her emotional state since she wasn’t accustomed to life here. Sighting her on the landing entranced with Barnabas’ capture of Merlinda, he halted his steps. His heart wildly drummed over her fire-tressed loveliness. Ferocious as a snorting bull, he felt like charging toward her, butting every man out of his way.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 112 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
~~~~~~Wednesday, April 22, the Kougar is blogging at Lindsay’s Romantics ~
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Super-powered smooch from the Kougar...
Starring ~ Kirk Alyn, George Reeves, Christopher Reeve, Brandon Routh, Tom Welling, and Dean Cain ~ as Superman
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Yes, my darling KitKats, the Liquid Silver authors are indulging their naughty pleasures once again, searching for those eye candy men we love to metaphorically lick... announcing!
The Earth Day Blog Tour ~ April 22 ~
Join lots of us Liquid Silver authors for Tree Trunk Hunks, Sexy Down-to-Earth Cowboys and the Men who make the Earth a paradise... yes, there will be book prizes!
The Blog Tour begins midnight EST at ~
Nina Pierce ~ ninapierce.com/romanceblog ~
Alanna Coca http://alannacocaauthor.blogspot.com/
Gem Sivad http://www.gemsivadauthor.blogspot.com/
Serena Shay http://serenashay.blogspot.com/
Trina Lee http://vampiresandcoffee.blogspot.com/
Stephanie Adkins http://www.stephanieadkins.com/
Paige Tyler http://paigetylertheauthor.blogspot.com/
Savanna Kougar http://savannakougar.com/
Shaunta Grimes http://www.shauntagrimes.wordpress.com/
Darragha Foster http://darragha.com/blog/
Rosemary Gunn http://rosemarygunn.blogspot.com/
Shara Lanel http://sharalanel.wordpress.com/
Tina Holland http://tinaholland.wordpress.com/
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Purring-yes, yes, yes... for the EARTH DAY BLOG TOUR - the Kougar will feature a few of her fave Superheroes in honor of her Superhero erotic romance set in the bay city of Chrontropolis ~ HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES ~ coming soon from Siren Publishing, the Menage Amour line.
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Synchronicity strikes with another subtle claw. As moi was posting Volcano’s Angelic Forecast, the Jimmi Buffet song... I don’t know where i’m a gonna go when the volcano blows... played as bumper music on Coast-to-Coastam.
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A late comment on the youtube phenome ~ singer, Susan Boyle ~ my yowl-goodness, yes she is a diamond in the rough, and so needed at this time in history a an example to us all that hype and bling do not a singer make. Katherine Austin Fitz, financial wizardess, who is often a guest on Coast-to-Coastam ... made the observation that Susan Boyle represented all the phenomenal left behind talent, those who never joined up with the Wall Street Big Boys because they couldn’t stomach the corruption. All these financially intelligent people are now available to rebuild a new much-improved way to exchange goods and services, thus getting rid of the Banksters control over all our lives.
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And this little gem Serena Shay, Liquid Silver author, put on the Passionate Ink forum ~
Train Station Musical ~ http://youtube.com/watch?v=0UE3CNu_rtY ~
The Kougar found it as delightfully fun to watch as absolutely fascinating because it signifies a societal turning point, small as that might be in the larger scheme of things. A new age of the musical is upon us, my dearest Kittens. Just as people in the Great Depression era adored movie musicals as an escape and as an upliftment for their spirits, now the Muses of Music offer their succor and love, their assistance to us all in these troubled times.
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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 114 ~
Sylva leaned forward along with the other people on the landing. Merlinda struggled to aim her whip, but her upper arms were bound too tightly. Barnabas braced his legs, holding onto his prize. “Merlinda,” he deeply called to her, “you know I’ve been in love with you for a long time. Now, you’re mine. And I’m gonna prove everyday how much I want you as my wife.” Merlinda didn’t move, appearing catatonic. “Put the whip down...” he began. Merlinda erupted, wild as a calf that didn’t want to be roped, so Sylva imagined. “Barnabas, what the heckfire are you doin’?”
Zeke crossed his arms, enjoyin’ Barnabas’s capture of his bride, now that he was no longer Merlinda’s whip target. The lanky rodeo showman reeled her in carefully, anchoring his tall frame to seize Merlinda once she was close enough. Determination sparked in his eyes like old-fashioned gun powder. “I’m doin’ what I should have done a whole lot earlier.” Merlinda dropped her whip and managed to fist the rope with both hands. With all her might she strained backwards. “Nothin’ is gonna save you now, lambchop limbs, yer all mine.” Merlinda threw her weight against the rope. “You’ll be sorry.”
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 112 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Linda presented more of her Regency men, improperly attired.
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
Wednesday ~ a blog about Susan Boyle, the Internet sensation...
Monday ~ Bekki posted about her the anniversary of her First Book Baby.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
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Straight from the Carnal Cherub himself...
Angelic Forecast ~ XXXIII
“Escape,” I say. “I have a feeling this week a lot of us will want to find a good escape ~ a book, a movie, favorite TV shows ~ a long hot soak in a bubble bath.”
I eye my surroundings. New dandelions have popped up, their yellow faces reminders of the sun. Gentle rains are increasing the greening of the land at a fast pace. The sky peeks out from behind thin layers of cloud.
I shake my head, not understanding the bizarre and discombobulating past week I’ve had, including the case of the hanging snake outside my dining room window.
“Everything is changing.” The Heavenly One appears before me outfitted like a genie. “Everything is in flux.”
“Changing professions?” I ask drily. “I have a bottle you can use.”
MORE... Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Tree hugger smooch from the Kougar...
Good evening, my gorgeous Big Kittens, the Kougar’s head is spinning not in a good way right now. So...
Today, romance author, Jeanne Barrack, hosted Flash Fiction Sunday at the Liquid Silver SEx blog ~ her theme was flash-ing about a place you’d love to visit yet have never been able to visit. Jeanne made the mistake of mentioning Mars...
Here’s moi’s flashie ~
ONE
Mars, I’ve always wanted to travel to the red planet, Earth’s next-door neighbor in our solar system. We were taught Mars was a desolate barren planet with no atmosphere and no water. Nothing could be farther from the truth. I know that now. There are vast remnants of ancient civilizations, a grandeur not known here on Earth, yet also known because many of these civilizations were built by those who created the Great Pyramid and the Sphinx of ancient Egypt. Many of the structures resemble the Mayan civilization. How do I know this? I have been given the royal tour.
TWO
Or so I am told. Who is to know for certain? Except that I am being treated as if I am a long lost cherished daughter by four tall red-skinned men, one of three races on Mars. They speak a formal version of english in fluid low-tones. Although they tell me it is really a translation by a frequency-generating device. My only complaint so far, most every civilized building is underground because of the sun’s intensity. The atmosphere is thinner with less ability to filter out harmful rays. Don’t get me wrong, my accommodations are lovely, functional and delightfully cool.
THREE
Still, claustrophobia wants to rear up inside me at times, despite the enormous wrap-around panel that looks like a window, and displays the splendid vista of an indigo-tinted mountain range. I have even been given the companionship of three cats... well, they don’t look like Earth cats. One looks like a miniature lioness, only her coat is a deep charcoal color. The tallest cat is a bit unnerving because he gazes at me with gorgeously faceted amber eyes, that appear to read my mind. He is instantly beside me, inviting my hand whenever I feel lonely or out of place.
FOUR
Pettro, as he is called looks similar to a cheetah, only his coloring is a deep shade of antique gold and the shape of his face is more panther-like. The third cat is the size of a pitbull. I believe Chirzon, as she is called is much stronger, though. Certainly her fangs remind me of an artist’s rendering of a saber-toothed tiger. Her body is compact and all muscle. Her russet-colored fur is exceptionally dense, feeling odd beneath my petting hand. I am told she is my Guard. She never lets me sleep alone, yowling until I let her in.
FIVE
Even though I have been on Mars for six days now, it feels longer in a good way. I am surprised at all the greenery I see. A lot of the vegetation reminds me of variations on the jade plant. There are palm trees, however they look radically different, their coloring a pale yellow-green and their trunks are a strange elongated spiral. Tomorrow... I have to tamp down my excitement... I am to be shown one of the ancient Sphinx statues. They were used as libraries, for community celebrations and trade fairs. Also as local meeting places for political events.
SIX
Tonight, I am to meet a king of sorts. Probably he is more comparable to a state governor as I understand it. The system of government here is different in ways I don’t fathom yet. All I know is that, overall, the people seem content where I am. One of my guides, Oberius, the tallest of the red-skinned men, explained there was rioting in the northeast quadrant of the Hyberiun realm over unfair distribution of food. As I have learned there are three major realms and two much smaller realms. All operate independently yet are part of one over-arching federation.
SEVEN
The clothing on Mars varies phenomenally in style and how much covers the body. I am not certain I can describe it adequately, since so many of the garments look like nothing on Earth, the exception being ancient Egyptian styles. Some resemble the costumes of Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra. Some of the most beautiful look like the art nouveau revival of Cleopatra’s gowns. Blue is a popular color here, with every shade represented except the muted or grayish colors. For tonight’s dinner with King Zorphyris I have been given a completely luscious gown of deep glistening azure trimmed in gold.
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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 113 ~
Sylva’s breath rushed out of her open mouth, along with those around her, as the loop made it over Merlinda’s head. “Oh, no!” a woman close to her loudly whispered. “Oh, no?” Sylva asked Royce without turning her head. “The loop isn’t going to settle around her shoulders,” he privately replied. Sylva chilled inside, then heated like a furnace. She wasn’t certain exactly what that meant, except it obviously wasn’t good. If the rope wasn’t around her shoulders did that mean Merlinda wasn’t claimed as Barnabas’s bride? Or did it mean Merlinda could toss the rope off and it wouldn’t count? Or...
Zeke did the only thing he could in that split second, he shot his finger toward the lariat and with one flick of his finger he brought the loop down around Merlinda’s shoulders. Stunned beyond any sound, Merlinda’s orb-huge eyes stared at him. Zeke stepped back several feet to watch the show and stay out of the way. Not being one to squander his fateful opportunity, Barnabas tightened the loop, capturing himself a wife. Keeping the rope taut, he warily approached. “Turn around and meet your husband,” he boldly rumbled. Merlinda spun like a warriorress, her whip hand raising swiftly.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 112 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ http://liquidsilverbooks.com/forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~ http://happilyeverafterauthors2.blogspot.com ~
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
Wednesday ~ a blog about Susan Boyle, the Internet sensation...
Monday ~ Bekki posted about her the anniversary of her First Book Baby.
Friday ~ Lindsay presented a look at how history is successfully used in romance novels... this is a great bloggie!
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~ http://judahraineblogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Martian Travel smooch from the Kougar...
Wanna know a secret, my Sassy Kittens... but shush-rumbling, you can’t tell anyone. The Kougar had an odd happening the fateful day she went shopping on Wednesday... not that, that is so unusual... but, this one is a strange-meow mystery to this Kitten girl.
Up ahead was what looked like a furry domestic dark-colored cat crossing the gravel road from one pasture area to another... at least, the animal was the size of a kitty cat and moved like a feline.
Since moi was in no danger of hitting road-crossing kitty, she kept her same speed with one foot hovering over the brake. Furry kitty moved into a patch of tall grass at the base of a spindly tree that sits above the ditch... well, when this Kougaress passed she glanced over to get a glimpse of the cat, the only thing moi saw was a bright cobalt shade of blue which disappeared... no damn kidding... what was that?
The large flash of blue color was too big to be a bird like a Bluejay with the sun striking its feathers just right...
Was it one of those neon *see-in-the-dark* genetically modified cats?
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Sadly, the Kougar was so loopy out of energy today, she didn’t participate in the Fallen Angels Review loop chat with her Siren-BookStrand buddies... only posting near midnight.
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Today, my loveliest felines, there was a question about naming characters on the Joyfully Reviewed chat loop ~
Below is the moi’s mew-sings...
From the moment I understood what a name was as a kid, names have seemed incredibly important to me.
I take a great deal of care choosing names for my heroines and heroes, and other characters. At times, the name simply pops or flows. At other times, I do a full out search for just the right name.
I think one of the reasons the right names is essential to a character is because everything has a frequency. We are frequencies and are influenced and shaped by frequencies. A name, of course, can create a mood, an idea of the who the character is, or a facet of their personality... consider the name, Lolita.
I discovered as a young teenager I loved words and I loved naming things... people, pets, titles of books, poetry and places...
I can understand the reluctance to read the same name in an erotic romance as your son... sometimes, I have to make that mental leap away from a name that is a negative reminder of something I've experienced.
And, I confess, if the name doesn't fit the main characters I'll have to mentally change them.
This is a fascinating topic which could go on forever... just as names go on forever in some form or fashion.
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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 112 ~
Sylva automatically covered her ears while watching Barnabas stealthily move closer and raise his lariat. Obviously, he would have to lasso her from behind to be spared an agonizing strike from Merlinda’s whip. Far as Sylva could tell everyone in the immense room was glued to the unfolding drama. Silence reigned except for Merlinda’s exceptionally impressive scream. “One hell of a set of lungs,” Sylva whispered to herself. Once the sound faded, she lowered her hands, and inanely wondered if Zeke’s ears were ringing. He hadn’t moved. As Barnabas halted, slowly swinging the loop, a collective intake of breath occurred.
Zeke knew Barnabas was close and preparing to sail his loop. He didn’t dare remove his gaze from Merlinda’s red-flushed face, or she would know something was up, and whirl around. “Go on,” Merlinda railed, leaning toward him. “Get out of here. You can’t help me, you betrayin’ polecat.” Zeke imagined his boots nailed to the floor so he wouldn’t move. Merlinda scowled like a bitch brewed up from the cauldron of hell. “Go stick it to your bride with your long-lastin’ pecker like you did to me.” Zeke heard the flying swoosh of the lasso. It settled at Merlinda’s throat.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 110 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
Wednesday ~ a blog about Susan Boyle, the Internet sensation...
Monday ~ Bekki posted about her the anniversary of her First Book Baby.
Friday ~ Lindsay presented a look at how history is successfully used in romance novels... this is a great bloggie!
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
Blue-cat confused smoochies from the Kougar...
Bird invasion and a hanging snake... and how was your Friday, my Big Sassy Cats? The Kougar ended up with three frantic birdies in her lair... darling adorable little brown critters with blush-red breasts... without too much mishap, they all winged their way back outside when the windows and doors were opened... so, okay, moi is diligently finishing up her edits, which turned out to be a bigger, more complex endeavor than she realized... no meow, moi will spare you the boring details... when, her mommy calls for her in that voice that lets you know, okay, something major is going on... outside the dining room’s oblong large window is a hanging snake... a good three footer, at least... dark-colored... you can’t tell it’s a snake at first because it looks like part of the ~ THIS BLOG IS INTERRUPTED DUE TO THE STUPID WORDPERFECT PROGRAM WHICH HAS JUST SCREWED UP THE FORMATTING ON THE EDITS DOCUMENT MOI SLAVED OVER TODAY... however, having had this happen before the Kougar created a copy document as a fall back position... roar and scratch wordperfect’s eyes out, this nasty glitch caused part of moi’s bloggie to be lost... it’s been exactly that kind of day, my Kitties....exactly-yowl that kind of day!!!
So where was the Kougar in her snake saga ... the snake looks like part of a cord thingie which is hanging down from the roof’s overhang for some purpose moi is not aware of because it came with the house.... anyway, the Kougaress is now staring closely at this snake’s head because we are separated by glass... said snake does not appear poisonous, not having a triangular head or the right eyes... it turns out the snake is hanging because its tail stip is stuck inside of loop of the cord... and it’s wriggling to free itself... moi decides to head outside to assist... however, the snake suddenly frees itself falling from the window ledge close to the doggie pen... on the chance it is poisonous the Kougar heads outside, grabs a long plastic pole... so, in the meantime moi’s mommy decides it’s a rattler... however when moi lifts its tail with the pole it doesn’t rattle nor look like its about to rattle and there is no attacking fang strike...
The drama goes on... not to worry, though, my Big Kittens, so far all is well... and no one has been harmed...
Not to also mention, there were those four young pythons that got loose on a passenger airplane... okay, how monumentally stupid is that? Transporting wild animals with passengers... I wonder what greed-inebriated genius thought that one up.
Yeah, gee, I want to get on a plane with snakes on board.
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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 111 ~
Sylva started at the crash of the whip, even seeing the snake-like lash snap beside Merlinda. Royce lightly gripped her shoulders, making certain she didn’t fall over the railing. Before she could thank him, Whip Woman’s words reverberated throughout the ballroom. Irony of ironies Sylva understood, given the unpredictable hand of fate in her own life. Until maybe now, with Zeke. And, here, on this Earth. While empathy filled her, she was also ready to tell Merlinda to keep her big fat mitts off her cowboy husband. Which struck Sylva as oddly irrational. She’d known him for about six hours.
Zeke considered how to keep Merlinda’s attention on him without feeling the wrath of her whip. Barnabas eased ever closer, a large loop dangling from his hand. A piercing look of hope and purpose gleamed in his pale gray eyes. It was against the code for Zeke to grab hold of Merlinda and pin her arms, or restrain her in any manner. She seethed, her breaths puffing in and out like a bull on the rampage. “What can I do to help you?” Zeke quietly inquired. Her eyes spit fire. Her mouth opened like a chasm, loosing a horrendous scream.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 110 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies...
Presented in its entirety on the Liquid Silver forum ~ click on ~ Savanna Kougar ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Friday ~ Sara talks about her brilliant promo ideas and putting them into practice.
Wednesday ~ a blog about Susan Boyle, the Internet sensation...
Monday ~ Bekki posted about her the anniversary of her First Book Baby.
Friday ~ Lindsay presented a look at how history is successfully used in romance novels... this is a great bloggie!
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~
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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Happy Aquarian Age
May your most romantic dreams come true...
A crazed and discombobulated smooch from the Kougar...
