So, When is a Happily Ever After Not an HEA

This could be a happily ever after in the making... as in lovemaking...

Saturday Night KitKats and Sunday Morning Lazy Kittens... the quarter moon is gracing the night sky on the tame prairie... and the temps have turned seasonably cold... no way can the Kougaress keep track of the days anymore... suddenly, it’s simply the weekend... with the year, 2011, looming on the horizon... less than two months away... just how speedily will 2012 be zooming by, then looming on our horizon?

And, what is looming? What are we zooming toward?

Truth to meow, this Big Cat has reached her limits in certain ways she never expected to be part of her life. The oppression and repression, as evidenced by the naked body scanners and the revolt against them, has become so intense with no sign of easing off... well, roars... becoming enslaved by the system was never on moi’s list of life goals... so, all bets are off...

Yowls yet... the Awakening is ongoing and becoming stronger. We are in the Aquarian Age. The next spiritual leap for humanity is here, and happening. Our souls are rising to meet the challenge, to create the kind of lives we truly want. Our dreams are here, even if they are being obscured by the dark force, so much so, this is the second Dark Ages.
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The tail-switching thankful moment: The Kougaress is grateful for everyone participating in the Awakening. Power Up. Power Up. Power Up. She is also grateful for what makes her laugh heartily, what truly amuses her. Like the Guts and Butts Gazette story flashes at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS...

AND, for this. So, When is a Happily Ever After Not an HEA?

Yes, then, there was the author who wondered if she could kill off her hero and heroine for the next book in her series... many of us attempted to explain that then the first book would not be a Happily Ever After romance. Obviously. Killing off the hero and heroine kills off the HEA... readers purchase romance novels because of the Happily Ever After... finally, the publisher stepped in with a general announcement that romances must have HEA’s, and went on to explain why, and that no submissions would be accepted without an HEA or HFN... unless revised. Somehow, the whole exchange tickled this Big Cat’s funny bone. And, was probably lost in the translation of attempting to explain it... ah, well... moi loves ya!
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Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

2:22 am... 4:44 am... 10:10 pm... lots of love in the air...
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Authoress news and mews ~

Featured at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS ~

Now for Your Daily Etiquette Lesson
by Solara

Victoria Griswald, here with your weekly etiquette lesson. This week's letter comes from Kids Have No Manners.

Dear Ms. Griswald,

My husband refuses to chastise the cubs for howling and growling as they eat at the table.
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 685 ~

Sylva awakened fully, and feeling Zeke stir, she wiggled backwards. His arms wrapped around her as she snuggled against him. “Darlin’ mine.” His sleep-roughened voice was music to her hormones. And, also music to her feminine soul. Turning her head toward him, she softly sang, “Cowboy mine.” Everything felt so wonderful Sylva refused to think about when she would have get up. “Yep, your cowboy. In and out of the saddle.” Sylva smiled inside. “Now, what does that mean? In and out of the saddle?” He circled strokes on her belly. “It means, filly, whether I’m ridin’ you, or not.”

Zeke rumbled a laugh at the pretend outrage of his wife. She bucked her butt against his fast-rising cock, actin’ all contrary like. He seized her breasts playfully, yet with deliberate passion. He rolled atop her so his body weight partly held her down. To his great happiness, she didn’t stop. But continued bumping her ass against his stud shaft. “Might have to do some taming, filly,” he growled, then rocked his cock along her butt crack. “Better not,” she challenged, playing a role. “Don’t fillies bite bad out-of-control stallions?” She writhed and bucked harder. “God, Sylva. Bite me, darlin’.”
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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 ~ 684 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
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~ HAPPY THANKFUL DAYS ~ MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE ENOUGH ~

Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Tail-switching thankful kisses from the Kougar...