Get Your Own Tangerine Dream

Guess what, my Big Beautiful Kittens, the Kougar’s e-novella, TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS, will be offered at The Romance Studio ~ http://theromancestudio.com ~ this Sunday as a book-a-day giveaway...so, if you want your own Tangerine Dream...here’s your chance.

For the New Year ~ Travel to the far-away erotic paradise of Yemisque...
Katta & Zio invite you to read their love story ~
TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS...a fire-shooting fierce woman...a shapeshifting prince of a stallion...and the tangerine aphrodisiac winds on a world far away...Available from Aspen Mountain Press ~ http://tinyurl.com/6vu6hm ~ http://aspenmountainpress.com ~
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Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 23 ~

Sylva leaned forward, her breasts throbbing, desperate for his attention. “Please.” Breathless and sizzly inside with anticipation, she waited. Bending down to her nose, he kissed the tip tenderly. In what seemed like slow motion, he angled his head, touching her lips with his persuasively. Hope flickered, teasing her. Would being with him cause her agony? Or, maybe...maybe...had good fortune finally found her in the romance department? In another world? Answering his kiss, she felt like a seductress as she played her lips over his, tasting the firm shape. God, she loved kissing, even if her nipples begged.

Zeke patiently devoured her lips with kisses he invented just for her. Her mouth inspired them, playing his like a risque tune on a saloon piano. Claiming the back of her sweet neck, he stroked his thumb over the silken flesh of her throat. Knowing their marriage began this night, and would always be influenced by their first time together, he kept his cocked shotgun holstered, for now. Just for her. She was so beautiful, his Sylva, he wondered how he could ever say no to her. Zeke caressed along her shoulder, his thumb grazing the swell of her breast.
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TO BE CONTINUED
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Part 1 - 15 ~ see the previous blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ see In 2051, murder is rare in New Atlantis...
Part 17 ~ see Flash During the First Full Moon
Part 18 ~ see Monday on four hours...
Part 19 ~ see The Rising of New Atlantis
Part 20 ~ see Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ The Rising...
Part 21 ~ see *IT* Happened One Night
Part 22 ~ see Wolf Moonrise
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Hey, KitKats, if you noticed the All Romance eBooks button on the left-paw side, they are having a Valentine’s Day Special for authors.
And purring-yes, the Kougar is considering a Valentine’s Day Serial Flash. Just for the Big Cool Cats ~ meow...

For a look at the romance of cover art via author, Bekki Lynn, scoot on over. And for ten reasons to purchase a Sony ebook reader, a blog by Sara ~ also some fascinating Egyptian love poetry ~ give a glinting eye to Lindsay’s blog at Happily Ever After ~
Also, for the next part of the Never Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
And, if you would like to meet Moon Dream trot on over to Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Tangerine dreams and far-away kisses from the Kougar...

Ms. Estelle's Equine Romance Reviews

Good late summer evening, my Big Crazy Cats, ever see a baby rattlesnake up and close personal, as in sunning on the window sill beside your bed 'personal'? Well, the Kougar is still processing this experience and is feeling 'freaked out', even though the small rattler is far away now...the entire story...that will have to wait for another blog. Moi is definitely too 'rattled'. But not bitten.

Imagine the Kougar's happy surprise *insert rough tongue in cheek here* at finding this trotting terrific review...

Ms. Estelle’s Equine Romance Reviews
The granddaughter of Mr. Ed, the talking horse, of course, speaks her mind on equine and equine shifter romance novels.
Tangerine Carnal Dreams
Author: Savanna Kougar
Artist: Jinger Heaston
ISBN: 978-1-60168-127-0
Genre: Erotic Fantasy Paranormal
Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press
Publication Date: 08/08/2008
Sexual Content: Erotic
Whinny, whinny, what a hunk o’ equine studliness. Usually Ms. Estelle prefers dark, sleek and handsome like Walter Farley’s Black Stallion. However, her tail swishes for this blaze red chestnut ~ Zio, the stallion prince hero, who is sowing lots of erotic oats on the tangerine aphrodisiac world of Yemisque, while waiting for the heroine’s sister to arrive. Zio has discovered Kattalonia’s heat-rambunctious sister is a frequent visitor, and he hopes to persuade her assistance in winning the woman he has chosen for his mate.
In the tradition of his equine shifter race, he will pursue Corporal Kattalonia to the ends of the galaxy, and any world between. The bit-checked hold up, Zio’s race is not allowed on his Katta’s homeworld. But whoa there, fate befriends him when Katta pursues a bad guy in an out-of-date craft to Yemisque, determined to save her father from false charges of treason.
Ms. Estelle must shake her head and her luxurious platinum mane in bewilderment at Corporal Kattalonia, who doesn’t recognize a top notch true-loving stud when she sees one. Or even when she gets a good whiff of his virile scent. No matter, Zio’s chasing persistence and his ability to help Katta against her diabolical enemies, finally earns this sexy splendid stud his humanoid, fire-blasting filly.
With her thighs holding him as she rides on his equine back, or with his Katta’s thighs wrapped around him in ecstatic human passion, the hero in Ms. Kougar’s Tangerine Carnal Dreams finally has his happy ending.
And since Ms. Estelle always gallops for an adventure with a love won in such a frisky and carnally satisfying equine way, she awards...
Five whole sugar cubes
For the latest reviews of equine shifter romance, join Ms. Estelle for her weekly barn show, Yay or Neigh. Will she or won’t she give five rippling silky flashes of her beautiful platinum tail?

Nuzzle and smooch from the Kougar...

Top Ten Reasons he might be a stallion shifter...

AFD, after the deluge, my Gorgeous Big Cats. The Kougar hasn't experienced this much rain for probably a decade now. An actual nearly two days of steadily raining...a true miracle...meow! This way of raining used to occur until the drought conditions of, at yowling least, the past seven years. So, this could be Hurricane or Himmacane Gustav's silver lining? Or, the unintended consequences of those engaging in the weather wars, that some authorities in various disciplines believe through various types of evidence, is going on.

Oh, Big Kitties, the moon is a low hung crescent and a delicious shade of orange sherbet, right now. And sundown, absolutely phenomenal. The western sky was painted in luminous pinks and oranges, and glistened as if created from flame.

News purring funsies ~ last night moi excitedly enjoyed the announcement of Black Cat Beauty under Coming Soon on the Liquid Silver forum ~ http://liquidsilverbooks/forum ~ and attached blurbage. Happily whipping tail also, Tangerine Carnal Dreams from Aspen Mountain Press, is at FictionWise.

So, just for the Big Cool Cats, the last part of the Kougar's blog on Title Magic yesterday. Who roaring knows, these top ten reasons could be important info when you make that next galactic trip.

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So, you’re relaxing, hanging out at the local bar and dance club near the Heroux spaceport, before you head out on the next passenger transport, and return to your home world. Your assignment has been a rough one, but the intel you’ve gathered will stop one of the galactic crime syndicates from corrupting your government.
Leaning on one hip against the bar, an immense sleek structure that gradually curves along the shape of the dome structure itself, you sip on a red scorpion ale...bitter, potent, yet spiced deliciously...while watching the local inhabitants gregariously interact and dance with an eclectic mixture of other races. Given this is a sea water planet-moon, the humanoids are evolved from squid and dolphin genes. Their indigo shades of skin are covered with pearlescent hues of every color.
You’ve seen similar scenes, at least, a hundred times before. Yet it never loses its appeal or its fascination to your eye. Besides, there’s always something to learn that could save your hide in the cosmic badlands, or wherever you’re on assignment.
It’s no surprise when a handsome, looking-for-a-ride man saunters toward you, the wicked gleam in his eyes shooting toward you like a pulse weapon. From the looks of him he could be from your home world, except for his taller height, and his thick long mane of hair. And well, if your gaze lowers...there’s that obvious size difference.
However, is he an equine shapeshifter? Notorious for chasing a woman through the gates of any hell to possess her...like the powerful stallion he is...

Here it is, the help you need: The top ten reasons he might be a stallion shapeshifter.

10. As he approaches, his gait subtly alters to a studly prance, as if you’re a filly he’s scented.

9. He flashes his gaze over you, then slowly turns the corners of his mouth up in a bold you-want-me flirtation. And strangely, he seems to arch his neck in a demonstration of prowess.

8. When you glare a fierce warning that you’re not in the least interested, he grins with confident charm, leans against the bar and arrogantly props himself up on one elbow, just out of reach of your kick, as if you had hooves.

7. After ordering an oat molasses brew, he tosses his mane of hair magnificently, then flares his nostril in your direction.

6. When you pointedly ignore him, yet keep a watch from the corner of your eye because he could be an assassin on your trail, or a slaver after you for the sex market, he idly quaffs his brew, and keeps his own protective watch. Not to mention his entire posture is a warning to every male ~ stay away, or risk a savage kick to the groin.

5. Irritation firing through your veins, you hiss a loud sigh, and partially face him, then scowl like a reptoid demoness. He takes that as an invitation to join you, his demeanor utterly virile as he moves beside you.

4. When you demand he leave in galactic vernacular, he merely leans closer and it suddenly feels like he’s snuffling your face. Gently.

3. As you reach for your side weapon, disguised as a tiny payment clip, he nuzzles along your neck, and involuntarily your fingers let go. Then while blushing wildly, you try to contain your silly heaving breaths.

2. In an effort to save yourself from his seduction you begin to shove away from the bar, but he nips your shoulder sending frissons of pleasure to your core.

1. When you protest in your own language, murmuring, No ... he nuzzles the rim of your ear passionately, and whispers, Want to take me for a ride?

While this is not an actual scene in my novella, Tangerine Carnal Dreams, it was certainly inspired by my stallion shapeshifting hero, and my kickassitude heroine.

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~ http://savannakougar.com ~
Tangerine Carnal Dreams...a fire-shooting fierce woman...a shapeshifting prince of a stallion...and the tangerine aphrodisiac winds on a world far away...Available from Aspen Mountain Press ~ http://aspenmountainpress.com ~

After the rain kisses from the Kougar...

Black Cat Beauty ~ Revised

Good Evening, my Beautiful Big Cats, the sunset is the intense tangerine color on the Kougar's stallion shapeshifter novel, Tangerine Carnal Dreams from Aspen Mountain Press ~ which moi discovered via Google Alert, is available at the UK version of ebook, Libris, moi mewing thinks that's the correct name...roar indeed, for just 2 pounds sterling? A big rumbling purr...are the Brits into an otherworld adventurous erotic romance with a stallion shifter hero?

Very early this morning before the Kougaress hit the bedsheets she had a strange visitor, who refused to leave and refused to be captured. Perhaps, a young frog prince, who thought the Kougar Princess would attempt to kiss him if caught. Not so. This princess is sooo past that romantic stage in life. All moi wanted to do was put the little leaping critter outdoors once again and sing 'born free' in her mind. Not to mention the Pope could declare moi's froggie as artistically distasteful as the very green crucified frog, beer in one hand, and a proud museum resident, offering him not one tiny smidgeon of a blessing. Sad, indeed...what has become of organized religion these days?

The whole long froggie hopping episode was such an exercise in the rather bizarre, which includes a purple beanbag chair, that the Kougar will attempt to write a story in the future ~ tentatively titled: The Strange Visit of the Frog Prince. Or, perhaps, a Young Froggie's Saga.

However, most of moi's day was devoted to writerly biz as usual, and filling out the cover art form for Black Cat Beauty, contracted by Liquid Silver Books ~ always an intense exercise in creativity for the Kougar, who is also purring-glad her revision of the story worked out, and just plain worked. Meow and sigh and flop down on a comfy rug.
And this big cat is tuckered out.
No smooch for the frog prince from the Kougar...

Flash of a Tangerine Dream

A soft cool summer evening, my Big Cats, and the Kougar has experienced a very strange restless night ~ including and imagine moi's surprise when she discovered her novella, Tangerine Carnal Dreams, is now available from Aspen Mountain Press ~ http://aspenmountainpress.com ~ A big ole' surprise because the Kougar's other two publishers had contacted with the release date.

Maow...it's not the Olympics, however 8-08-2008 is the official publish date...which in complete cat honesty, has thrown this Big Cat for a loop or two. Toss the cat out, Mable. She's yowling for a tomcat.

Stunned down to the tip of the Kougaress' tail is another description. And, for now, moi will leave the story there.

In honor of Flash Fiction day at Liquid Silver SEx blog ~ http://liquidsilverbooks.com/blog ~ where Roscoe James reigned supreme, and tomorrow is his release day for his new sci fi series ~ presenting ~ Flash of a Tangerine Dream ~

Excerpt from ~ TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS
ONE
"Katta! Where are you? I’ve lost your blink on the netscope."
"I’m here, Jessa. Power-divert to tracking. I’ve got him, sis. I’ve got the son of a wormhole." Katta struck her relay panel forcing more power to her speed system. The old spacecraft jerked forward, into a new warp level-humming loudly, vibrating roughly.
"Come on, you bucket of silicon bolts. You know I luv ya."
"Katta, where are you?" Jessa’s voice bounced in and out, shrill with concern.
"Looks like our personal villain is on the fast trail to Yemisque."
"Yemisque! Katta, no. It’s not worth it."
"I don’t care...
TWO
...I’m going to get him."
"He can hide, do anything to you–almost anything." Jessa amended, having enjoyed Yemisque’s free wheeling sex pleasures often.
"I’ve gotta get it back. I’m not letting Dad go down the devil’s asshole. He’ll lose everything..."
"Katta, even you can’t–"
"I see it, Jessa. Tangerine as those gumdrops you gobble. Yep! His vapor fart swirls down to that planet lust-playground."
"Come back..." Her sister’s worried voice crackled faintly.
"Sorry, sis. Gotta cut you free."
Katta hit communications’ access with a swift hard slam of her fist. Then punched on the opening to Yemisque.
"Tangerine carnal dreams...
THREE
...here I come," she muttered fiercely, on fire with capturing her prey.
Automated landing instructions flowed, a sensual male crooning, translated into her birth language.
"Yeah, that’s what I’m coming for, a really hard-lunging time. Oh baby, give it to me, harder, oooooh harder," she mocked. Quickly, she set the rickety, but plucky craft on cruise.
Katta stretched, relieving the tight anticipation of her muscles. "I don’t suppose it’ll be a flush-out run to the nearest fornicating mecca. Get my quarry. Then get out. I wish. Upon a trillion zillion stars."
"Corporal Kattalonia of Windsworld, an interview once you land."

http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/new-releases/tangerine-carnal-dreams/prod_165.html

Also, just for moi's enjoyment and hopefully her Beautiful Big Cats ~ the continuation of the previous week's Flash Fiction with #7 and #8 ~

Blocking My Sun

ONE
All alone. She sighed with complete satisfaction, and planted her elbows in the beach’s almost too-hot sand. The surf shone brilliantly, green turquoise with thin lines of iridescent bubbles on the rolling gentle edges. Sorrenna wore her favorite red bikini just in case. So far, no one else had intruded.
She reclined back basking in the burning delicious rays of the sun, with only her thin towel between her and the sugar-fine incredible sand that conformed to her body. Was this a slice of heaven, or what? She smiled, let her eyelids flutter closed and relaxed.
"You’re blocking my sun."
TWO
The snarl in her voice should have warned him. She didn’t bother glancing up at him, or moving her perfectly curved body–designed for every carnal sin he’d ever had in mind. As he knew it would be. He’d been tailing her the past three weeks for a business client. Suddenly she’d left the city on vacation. The Dragon Lady of the corporate world, who advised when to fold ‘em and when to hold ‘em. When to expand. When to cut back.
Drave couldn’t believe his luck, even though luck favored him like blossoms attracted bees.
"Gonna do anything about it?"
THREE
Sorrenna ignored the crude insolent challenge. From his overwhelming potent smell as he baked in the high tropical sun, she figured he was muscled and male to the core. Sensually arching like a happy cat, she settled even more comfortably in her sand bed, deciding her best strategy was to wait him out. Men like him weren’t noted for their superior patience when dealing with the opposite sex. Still, it was more than annoying that he blocked her sunlight with his obviously huge body. Not one ray touched her skin.
"If I’d wanted shade, I would have brought an umbrella."
FOUR
Drave had spotted her leaving the flower-prettified bar next to the lobby of his vacation hotel hangout, as he’d been checking in. He’d quickly thrown cash, practically dumped his bag on the bell hop, then stripped down to his suit when his feet hit the sand.
His breath hitched as she moved, tantalizing him brutally with not one thought of doing so. Scenes of her naked and writhing on his bed while he plundered her body with his, exploded in his head. Not to mention his loins exploded to instant need.
Down, he ordered his cock.
"Consider me your sun."
FIVE
Sorrenna deigned to open one eye. All she saw was tree trunk-sized bronze legs.
After hissing a long impatient sigh, she reluctantly rolled over and wiggled into a comfortable position. It so figured. Finally she’d been able to sneak off on vacation and now this impossible lout wanted to be her ‘sun’. Maybe if she slipped into a nap, maybe if she snored, he’d get the hint pounded through his obviously thick skull like a damn ten inch nail.
Drowsiness seeped into her limbs along with the warmth of the sand. He didn’t leave.
"You’re a damn shade tree. Move."
SIX
Drave stared at her voluptuous ass, so round and such a blatant invitation, with only a red strip of cloth in his way. He groaned silently. His entire body growled for her, a damn bear claiming a honey-filled tree. He forced himself not to grab his cock, rising like a sentinel on watch in enemy territory.
Front or back, she was the kind of woman a man watched, raised up his on fists, while his cock took her with long pillaging thrusts. While she moaned with extreme pleasure. And let him do whatever he wanted with her.
"I can’t move."
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A LARGE GLASS

SEVEN
Effing annoyed, Sorrenna stifled a massive sigh. Deciding to open one eye, she reluctantly peeked out the corner. Good God! The man’s organ towered like a friggin’ utility pole. Instantly her brain flashed a scenario of her saying, timber, as if she’d just sawed it off and the enormous pole now fell on top of her. Even worse, the ridiculous urge to cover herself with her arm almost caused her to do it. Forcing her casual reach, she idly lifted the corner of her towel, then pressed the electronic waiter.
"Large glass of ice water. As soon as possible, please."
EIGHT
Ice water. For an instant his brain froze as if she’d just dumped ice water on his head. In another firing of his neurons, he realized that wasn’t the head she was planning on freezing with her large glass of ice water. What the fuck hell now? He wasn’t leaving. His feet wouldn’t move. And, damn, his cock felt like an anchor effectively weighing him down to the spot. Not like he could hoist himself, despite the lack of other patrons, and sail away. Mentally, he shook himself, thinking through the heavy carnal fog.
"Raoul, over here. I’ll get it."

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Doo...doo...doo...strange synchronicity strikes again!!! Following is an email the Kougar sent to Ian Punnett of Coast-to-Coastam ~ on 8/17/2008 at 1:15:21 AM ~

Ian, that song is playing and this is the paragraph of my novella, Black Cat Beaty, that I'm working on right now.

Whipping around, she nipped his ear harder, then noticed they moved inside the celebration area. Groaning his pleasure, he tightened his hold on her leash. Vaguely Sable noticed the strange decoration. Except for the elaborate slave and master costumes, it looked more like a futuristic disco than an x-rated Halloween party. Catwomen and Brykkitv men were twined together, dancing in poses of pure erotic seduction to the Animal song, House of the Rising Sun.

This is also the fang snippet the Kougar offered yesterday.

Strange universe kisses from the Kougar...

...a woman, a stallion, and a tangerine wind...

Kittens, good early evening...the Kougar wishes she could wax poetic on the blue sapphire skies above the tame prairie...however, meow-nasty, the skies are often hazy gray brown ugliness during the morning hours, for several weeks now. Sunsets have been poetic pink and lovely...yowl, what has happened to moi's skies?

One piece of author news, the Kougar finally got Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis formatted properly ~ also moi titled the chapters ~ then claw-clicked send to Siren-BookStrand.
Yes, so cat ego-ish, but the Kougaress luvs her stories -- even if not popular with all readers.

Okay, Brave Big Cats, for you only...the Kougar's Title Magic blog.

Short and tangerine sweet, everyone...the unveiling of my cover art for Tangerine Carnal Dreams, coming from Aspen Mountain Press. I placed the banner first, in case, the cover could be considered too risque. While there is no actual nudity on the cover, it is implied since the tangerine pleasure world of Yemisque is certainly clothing optional.
Just before I began this blog I heard Willie Nelson singing...a woman, and a stallion, and the wind...
There’s something so lyrical and so free...so incredibly magical about that song for me...the song itself, the musical styling and especially how Willie sings it. And in that moment, the song was also a gift. With a flash of ah-ha, the lightbulb flared in my under-the-weather brain ~ those lyrics, changed a bit ~ perfectly fit the story of Tangerine Carnal Dreams.
....a woman, a stallion and the tangerine wind...

The woman, a fire-fierce heroine determined to save her father.
The stallion, shapeshifter playboy who keeps his royal heritage hidden.
The tangerine wind, a constant sultry aphrodisiac wind on the beaches of Yemisque.
I must confess as an author, there was something so lyrical and fun, so free and fantastic, as I wrote and lived Katta and Zio’s sizzle love story and their adventure, in my imagination.
I still don’t have a release day, but my stallion shifter and fire-fierce heroine novel is due to hit the e-shelves soon ~ aspenmountainpress.com ~

What was the most recent song lyric that contributed to your story, or was an inspiration to you personally?

Tangerine wind kisses from the Kougar...

Tangerine ~ The Unveiling

Tangerine ~ the Unveiling ... ta-da!

Hot off the e-mail press, my Beautiful Big Kitties! The Kougar's cover art for Tangerine Carnal Dreams from Aspen Mountain Press.

And it must be Bast's timing because the Kougaress is mind-numb and worn out from her shopping hunt-the-groceries and the find-a-new-mouse since her plumpy roller mouse is limping on it's dysfunctional roller feet.

A Happy Kougar face...squinch, squinch...and roll over. Moi already adores her new slim trim tiny mouse, called a pocket mouse, she found on *best-of-all* sale! Tiny mouse is much superior to old plump, but well-serving mouse, which was always too big for moi's hand.

Whatya think?

Given the Kougar's propensity for the unique, this terrific torrid cover art hits just the right spot ~ the hero stallion shifter in tangerine lusting paradise...and let the adventure and the carnal games begin.

On Title Magic today Mai shares her upset about a novel marketed as a romance, which was not a romance. How do author's defend themselves from the marketing machine that is NY publishing when they get it wrong???

Hi Mai, I HATE when that happens. So I'm with you on the rant part. And I totally feel for the author. I'm sure she didn't want her book marketed as something it was not. Moi's mew-sings below.
That's one reason I like being with the small print/e-publishers I'm with currently. Because both Liquid Silver and Siren-BookStrand are very careful about how their books are marketed.
Heck, you can read the first chapter at your leisure at Liquid Silver. And at Siren there's a good-sized excerpt, so you can get a feel for the story and the author's writing style.
I may not get as many sales as a lot of authors, but I do want those who purchase my novels to be happy and satisfied that they did.
And I've been extremely lucky -- thank you, thank you, cover gods -- that my cover art is to my liking. In fact, I just got my final cover art for Tangerine Carnal Dreams. I think it's unique and terrific, and suits me perfectly. How readers will feel, I have no clue. And I absolutely love the cover art for my three others.
That's the thing, so far, I have had a say. And boy, as an author and as an amateur artist, I'm so glad!

Unveiling kiss from the Kougar...

Tangerine Happiness & Angel Winner

Sunny Saturday greetings, Big Cats. A divine breeze blows through the Kougar's humble lair after gray skies and nasty high humidity. Wildflowers bloom abundantly decorating the tame prairie, and moi's potato plants are sprouting, green and adorable. Although, the Kougaress is highly doubtful any sort of real potato will be produced.

Smiling happily, the Kougar announces that CathieCaffey is the winner of the mini angel reading. Shoot off an e-mail, Cathie (the addy will be in the comment section) ~ with your ‘fun’ question or just leave it up to the Angels, and moi will pull your special card.

Tangerine Happiness! my adored Big Kitties, moi's cover art for Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Aspen Mountain Press ~ is otherworld exotic and sensually sci fi scintillating!

Indeed, the Kougar sleekly rubs her joy on the cover goddesses and gods...and grins her thanks upon Bast.

Meanwhile...what do you think of the Kougar's latest in story penning...

Black Cat Beauty ~ a purring seductive shifter story for Halloween ~
A private Halloween party in a gothic mansion hidden in the Hollywood Hills. Add one party crasher, Sable Kiki, a naughty black cat with a sexy wild human side.
Her covert assignment from her devious, always-cunning father: use her seductive wiles to find out the truth from Devon Zant, a movie star on the rise to super stardom.
Posing as the super hero actor, Devon Zant, D’Torr has arrived on Earth seeking revenge for the capture of his younger brother, and to assist in stopping a powerful enemy.
The leviathan warfleet of the Altirrux wants rule of all intergalactic trade routes to Earth, endangering the survival of D’Torr’s race, and all the inhabitants of the rare blue jewel, Earth.

Over at Title Magic, the romance author, Mona Risk, is blogging about story settings. And the Kougar is quite whisker-fierce envious. Plus, Big Beautiful Cats, meet the cast of Mona's latest romance suspense novel, French Peril.

Moi's mew-sings below.

Hi Mona, great to see you here again. You are so lucky. I wish I'd had the opportunity to travel as you have, and use the settings for my stories.
What a great cast of characters for French Peril.
Right now, I'm like Anitra, living in my fantasy worlds and doing research via the internet and other media. One of my best research tools is listening to Coast-to-Coastam, night time radio. They have guests in different paranormal areas, also top investigative journalists, historians and physicists like Michio Kaku. They've even had people who were once part of the Mafia tell their stories.
It's like taking a college course almost every night.

Happiness smooch from the Kougar...

Pouncing has become Painful...I'll wear sable, some day...

Big Gorgeous Cats, pouncing on the much needed groceries has become painful out there. A big maowing OUCH! The obvious example: the Kougar's brand of ice cream containing real cream, of course ~ Breyer ~ has down-sized their carton while keeping a high price. *Pout, pout* and a wicked slashing of moi's tail. Not to mention fuel cost, an insanity of compliance among us all with those hidden elite who prey upon us.

Truth to meow, beloved kitties all, it's no fun out there in moi's little shoplandia anymore. Not that most of the humans aren't kind and still friendly, but a dark depressed mood overlays everything, a pall of shock and confusion. Of rising anger. Indeed, the Kougaress is in full roaring sympathy, given her own circumstance. And often fondly recalls a statement attributed to Marie Antoinette, although it could be argued the fair queen never uttered such words -- let them eat cake.

Rrraorrrr...onto more fantasy fun topics. As the Kougar was penning her sexy naughty halloween novella, Black Cat Beauty, last Sunday eve during Coast-to-Coastam...and just as she claw-tapped in her heroine's name, Sable...moi heard 'sable' in the bumper music song by The Animals, It's My Life...lyrics ensue ~

It's a hard world, to get a break in -
All the good things have been taken
But girl there are ways to make certain things pay,
Though I'm dressed in these rags
I'll wear sable, some day

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Takin' all I can get, no regrets
When I ... openly lie
And live on their money, believe me honey, that money -

Do..do..do...strange synchronicity, anyone?

And for another fantasy, the tangerine fantastical cover art for Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Aspen Mountain Press ~ arrived for a lookey see. Moi adores the concept, one of stallion shifter high strangeness...later the official unveiling will occur...for now, the Kougar is signing off and entering the writing cave...

On Title Magic today Anitra has posted an adorable pic of her pooch, and talks about using those bad time in our life to enrich our characters and our writing, as well as the release that writing can bring. Moi's mew-sings below.

Anitra, cute doggie picture! I always use my experiences, good, bad, ugly or beautiful. This is especially true in When a Good Angel Falls, which is exactly the theme your speaking about, Lexie.I never fit in either. And, yep, my heroines and heroes get to win in the end.Of course, it is therapeutic -- however, I also find it totally frustrating at times, since it doesn't happen in the real world.

Sable some day kisses from the Kougar...

Tangerine Magic for the Cool Cats

Tangerine Magic just for the Cool Cats ~

From the moment I heard the word ‘tangerine’ I felt enchanted. Why? I don’t have a clue, except that I simply luv the sound of the word itself. Of course, once I saw the brilliant red-orangey color, then smelled a tangerine...that sun-exotic tangy sweet fragrance...and, even better, tasted a tangerine, I was completely bewitched, and even more in love with everything tangerine.

Yep, Tangerine, a great name, a great packaging color, a great smell and a great taste. It’s healthy and it’s portable.

So, you may ask, where did the name originate from? Tangiers, of course. Because that’s where this variety of mandarin orange was shipped from at first, the ports of Tangier. The ‘-ine’ was added according to my secret intel...yeah, right (info via internet search)...as in the city of Florentine in Italy.

However, I say the Word Magicians waved their ever-powerful wands from behind the secret garden curtain, from whence the most wonderful and spectacular words originate...and voila, Tangerine was created for the enjoyment of All.

Now, the next fab four event in my love affair with the word ~ The Beatles ~ and the song written by Paul McCartney and John Lennon, Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds. The instant I heard that song, I was again enchanted and totally transported via my imagination into a fantasy-like world, one which could only be experienced within the imagination...and, one of the keys, I believe, to why psychedelic music and the movement, itself, held its own sorcery. Like Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, it could be experienced within the dimension of the imagination and the mind. We fiction writers know about that intimately, the imagination, where our stories live and wait to be written.The psychedelic age provided a new excitement, a starship of music and culture to explore the frontiers of the mind. Life had begun anew, or think a Jimi Hendrix poster vs the iconic magazine covers of Norman Rockwell.

Okay, I’ve sorta gotten off track...sorta. Picture yourself in a boat on a river, With tangerine trees and marmalade skies ~ the first two lines of Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds (actually inspired by John Lennon’s son, Julian, a childhood drawing he called by that name) ~ Not only did I fall in love with those lines, and the entire song, I was beautifully beguiled. And there it was again, firing up my imagination with flowing dreamy and magnificent images ~ that word, the color. Tangerine.What if there was a tangerine world? The color, that is...yep, I invented that world in my novella, Tangerine Carnal Dreams. And had an awfully fun time building this world. And, yep, the edits are finalized. Whew!

And thus, we have arrived at promo time. For those who don’t enjoy erotic romance, or stallion shape shifting or a heroine who can and does shoot fire from her palm, please forego the following excerpt. While there is no nudity or actual sex, still...there are naughty words and I want you to be warned.

Happy Fireworks and Freedom day!

Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Savanna Kougar ~ coming from Aspen Mountain Press

Excerpt: From Chapter One ~

"Katta! Where are you? I’ve lost your blink on the netscope."
"I’m here, Jessa. Power-divert to tracking. I’ve got him, sis. I’ve got the son of a wormhole." Katta struck her relay panel forcing more power to her speed system. The old spacecraft jerked forward, into a new warp level-humming loudly, vibrating roughly.

"Come on, you bucket of silicon bolts. You know I luv ya."

"Katta, where are you?" Jessa’s voice bounced in and out, shrill with concern.

"Looks like our personal villain is on the fast trail to Yemisque."

"Yemisque! Katta, no. It’s not worth it."

"I don’t care. I’m going to get him."

"He can hide, do anything to you–almost anything." Jessa amended, having enjoyed Yemisque’s free wheeling sex pleasures often.

"I’ve gotta get it back. I’m not letting Dad go down the devil’s asshole. He’ll lose everything..."

"Katta, even you can’t–"

"I see it, Jessa. Tangerine as those gumdrops you gobble. Yep! His vapor fart swirls down to that planet lust-playground."

"Come back..." Her sister’s worried voice crackled faintly.

"Sorry, sis. Gotta cut you free."

Katta hit communications’ access with a swift hard slam of her fist. Then punched on the opening to Yemisque."Tangerine carnal dreams, here I come," she muttered fiercely, on fire with capturing her prey.

Automated landing instructions flowed, a sensual male crooning, translated into her birth language.

"Yeah, that’s what I’m coming for, a really hard-lunging time. Oh baby, give it to me, harder, oooooh harder," she mocked. Quickly, she set the rickety, but plucky craft on cruise.

Katta stretched, relieving the tight anticipation of her muscles. "I don’t suppose it’ll be a flush-out run to the nearest fornicating mecca. Get my quarry. Then get out. I wish. Upon a trillion zillion stars."

"Corporal Kattalonia Svelle of Windsworld, an interview once you land."

The Adonis male beamed a sensual smile from her antiquated screen. Her breath caught in her chest. Just for a moment. His clear blue lake eyes transfixed her, tripped her heart beat. Just for a moment.

"Sure, Master of Security. Could use your assistance. And you’re not half-bad to gaze longingly upon. How’s the wife?"

"In rambunctious heat. I’m in carnal paradise. Still playing the ice spinster, Corporal?"

"Too much chasing the bad galactic guy. No time for rambunctious lusting. See ya on the ground, handsome." Katta raised one brow. "No men hiding in the bushes, right? Ready to abscond with my unwilling body?"

Yemisque’s Master of Security merely fondled her with his smile, then blipped free of her screen.

Katta shook her head, then her entire body, freeing herself. His presence was all passion- encompassing. And a reminder she required a garment change to undercover gear.

"Trashy space babe coming up, or going down to..." Stretching, she slowly combed her fingers through her hair. "Oh, my goddess!" she whispered, an image of a male cock coming up, the idea of her going down on him. "I’m already ruined."

Tangerine kisses from the Kougar...

Pony Romance Reviews

~ The review corral for equine shifters, humans and all OtherWorlders

Tangerine Carnal Dreams reviewed by Pokey, the Prairie Kid

(Son of Pokey, Gumby’s equine pal)

This fast blast, carnal romping adventure is the perfect summer pasture read for every mare and stallion. Your tail will fly banner-high as you enjoy how Zio, hero and a stallion shifter, chases his one true love straight into his human arms, despite Corporal Kattalonia’s determination not to become his Mate. With her fiery temper and her fiery palm aimed at him, he’ll have to stampede over every obstacle on the lust playground planet of Yemisque to win her.

Pokey paws the ground and gives 5 whinnies.

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Red Lioness Tamed ~ spicy sci fi available from Liquid Silver Books, Molten Silver ~ liquidsilverbooks.com ~ Untamed lioness lost in space

All Shades of Blue Paradise [World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book I] ~ aristocratic fantasy available from Siren Publishing ~ sirenpublishing.com ~ Which seductive shade of blue are you?

Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil [World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book II] ~ aristocratic fantasy coming from Siren Publishing

Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ stallion shifter adventure coming from Aspen Mountain Press

When a Good Angel Falls ~ 2012 angelic fantasy coming from Siren-BookStrand summer 2008

Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ futuristic coming from Siren-BookStrand

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Jimi Gaskin, O He of the Cute Smile

Big Kool Kats, O He of the Cute Smile ~ Jimi Gaskin is a guest at Title Magic ~ titlemagic.blogspot.com ~ This is Helen's intro

Jimi Gaskin, Feeling Poetic! Posted by Helen Scott Taylor at 1:08 AM
I'm delighted to welcome James Gaskin as our guest blogger today. Jimi was one of the runners up in Mr. Romance 2008 at the Romantic Times Convention. We had the pleasure of meeting him in Pittsburgh, and he is very much a gentleman of the old school. During the Mr. Romance contest he played a British Lord from one of Bonnie Vanak's historical romances and I think he has found his niche.
Jimi gives us a glimpse into his romantic soul with his thoughts on the meaning of life, in a poem.

Moi Mew-sings below...

Hawaii...oh my, I got to visit once. Maui was peaceful and spectacularly beautiful. I loved just walking around, looking at the scenery and garden yards, and, of course, the ocean. I actually got to ride a horse through a pineapple plantation and along the beach. One dream come true.

Tomorrow, my Beautiful Big Cats, the Kougar will be blogging on Title Magic ~

Tangerine Magic is the title, and moi will presenting for the first time, a final edit excerpt from her OtherWorld stallion shifter adventure (erotic romance) novella, Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ coming from Aspen Mountain Press.

Kisses to Jimi and all those with cute smiles, from the Kougar...

Flash of the Good Angel

Greetings, my summer-lounging Beautiful Cats! The Kougar is deep in the cave of her edits for When a Good Angel Falls ~ BookStrand Publishing ~ which are coming along swimmingly, but tortoise slowly.

The sky...oh, the sky! Today it is the most outstanding splendid shade of blue, with just a few fluffy deep white clouds. And the temps are delicious and dry. Meow for more, pretty please, Bast.

Late last night several thunderous explosions slightly shook the Kougaress's humble lair. After the initial moment of shock and wonderment, ever-curious moi remembered it was closing in on the Fourth of July. Sure holy enough, with some outdoor investigation, walking into the wilds of the lawn, there it was...a glorious orange burst in the night sky, then a white blossom burst. Yep, a fireworks display. And as if the angels whispered, here's your gift...the most gorgeous purple fiery blossom shot upwards.

Yay! and excitement sweet tingles through the Kougar! Her final edit of Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Aspen Mountain Press ~ came today, and is on it's way toward e-publication.

Sadly today, the Kougar didn't have the paw-penning time for SEx Flashing at the Liquid Silver blog ~ liquidsilverbooks.com/blog ~ however, it was definitely sex-hot luscious over there with Nina Pierce, author of the Healing Garden, etc., hosting. And the Kougar left her own offering, the 100 word snippet below, from the section being revised.

"Want to remember how to use one of your warrioress angel skills?" Volcano tempted, his tone also deadly serious.
"Warrioress angel skills, what the blasted heck are you talking about? Sedona straightened. "We’re in danger, aren’t we?"
"A drone has discovered us. Raise your palm, Sedona, destroy it."
Without thought Sedona scanned above them. Seeing the glint, she aimed with her hand. Her intention fired, a flash of white light.

Angel flash kisses from the Kougar...

Tangerine Celebration & Another Toadie

Tangerine celebration, Big Beautiful Cats...sort of...meow-wow, the final edits have been turned in for Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Aspen Mountain Press...and it was long, long night of reading through the mss and fine-tuning...however, a glitch in sending back the file occurred...technology being useful and enslaving at the same time...moi believes by diabolical design more that sheer incompetence and stupidity...so yowling-there ya go...
That being meowed, it was fiercely lovely and relieving to see moi's story on its way to cyber publishing land...hopefully, unless further glitches ensue...here, moi pauses to beg the aid of the angel cats for their much-needed and much-appreciated assistance...pleassssee...
Another toadie hopped into dog-landia and the Kougar had a much more difficult time rescuing this biggie toadie, who found hiding spots and was not cooperative and definitely in panic mode. Not that moi could blame the huge cutie...but after numerous skin-of-your-teeth escape attempts, fat, fat toadie was released into a much safer area...the lesson being, moi is supremely happy there are toadies since their numbers have decreased significantly...

Kougar kisses from toad-landia...

Cloud of the Tiny Lavender Butterflies

One of the sweetest joys, my Big Kitties, of living on the tame prairie is the bounty of wildflower blooms and butterflies. When the Kougar ventured outside to check her mailbox, she was greeted by a cloud of tiny lavender butterflies. Literally, they swarmed in an ethereal dance and looked like little lavender blossoms flitting about. A most lovely stunning sight. Since they were fluttering behind the back tire of the van, the Kougaress was concerned for their safety, and gently suggested they leave. Before that, however, moi wished to see one up close and personal, so she asked. Moments later one of the ultra fragile critters landed right before her eye with it's wings folded up. Praising it, the Kougaress then asked for a close look at their wings. One of the darlings slowly flitted by, providing an excellent view of the ephemeral shade of lavender.

Okay, think what you will. The Kougar's brain bolts have busted loose. Yet, this is truly what transpired. And there are lots of animal communicators out there, who will tell you their similar experiences.

Beloved Big Cats, yes, the POV change edits for Tangerine Carnal Dreams ~ Aspen Mountain Press ~ have been completed and sent for perusal. Moi so loves this story! What's not to love about a tangerine fantasy carnal playground and a stallion shifter hero...oh, and a heroine who is not only kick-ass fiery, but can shoot fire from her palm.

And! meow-throaty speaking of fantasy. Da plane...da plane...you are arriving on Fantasy Island. What is your most desired fantasy? That's question theme for moi's hostess time at the Siren-BookStrand membership drive on June 28. Live your fantasy, if only in words, and join us. You could win big, or just the book of your dreams.

Just for paranormal fun and promo! A new blogspot has been created for members of Destiny Blaine's and Ann Cory's Just Another Paranormal Monday Yahoo chat. It's a beauty! Take swift stroll over, Big Cats. And yowling-yep, the Kougar posted Red Lioness Tamed ~ Joyfully Reviewed. Tomorrow moi will provide the web addy which has slipped her over-taxed brain.

Today on Title Magic ~ titlemagic.blogspot.com ~ Evonne takes us on another fascinating atmospheric tour of her writerly world. Moi's mew-sings below.

Evonne, absolutely excellent blog. Like Anitra says, I would love to have attended, just for the location itself. As well as all the attendees!
I think there is a balance point. And research can become too seductive in a way that actually defeats your story, just in how much time you're spending on it.
There's that moment when pen must meet paper, or fingers must meet the keyboard.
All the research -- and I love research, which is one reason I totally loved college -- won't actually get the story written.
BTW, I have a request. If you're ever up for it, a blog on animals as characters, a report on that session would be so cool.
I am having a guest blogger on, who is going to write on that topic, Jami Davenport. She rides in Dressage, and is quite accomplished at the equine sport.

Tail-slashing widely, it's back to the writing cave for moi...and other writerly business pursuits.

Lavender butterfly kisses from the Kougar...