Yowls! Paranormal Eyeballs...

So much to learn about all things *paranormal*, so little time, my beguiling and beloved KitKats... the Kougar is now afflicted by the dreaded PARANORMAL EYEBALL SYNDROME... Vampires, Bloodsuckers, WereWoves and all manner of WereCreatures, Angels and Demons... those are the topics that have been covered and discussed by K.A. M'Lady ~ http://kamlady.net ~ on the JUST ANOTHER PARANORMAL MONDAY chat loop ~ http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ParanormalMonday ~ ... as examples... not to mention all the other resources moi views and mews about as she studies...
If you haven’t checked out Eva Gordon’s ~ Call of the Wild : Wolf Lore, truths and myths every writer should know about wolves ~ http://coffeetimeromance.com/board/forumdisplay.php?f=480 ~ well, the wolfies are howling and waiting just for you.
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Okay, yes, the Kougar is currently penning on her WIP ~ THE BLACK WOLF’S PROPHETESS. Originally, this was just a 20,000 word novella... now, the story has been expanded and is being rewritten.
No, no actual werewolves, this is a contemporary story about wolf shifters, once genetically designed, several ages ago, during the time of what some have called myth, the time of the goddesses and gods, and of the original Atlantis, the first of three ages of the Atlantean culture, when many of the animal species were created. Also, human/animal splits were created, as they were labeled at that time.
Duke Zon is the wolf shifter hero who faces a battle for Alpha supremacy with his two older brothers, Thor and Tibur. While it’s not Duke’s nature to submit and the combat, itself, does not concern him, does he really want Alpha rule of his Red Rock Pack?
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Authoress news and mews ~

A special big smooch and thank you to Serena Shay, author of THE CHALLENGE, for the mention on her blog ~ My Mind Wanders ~
Wow, What A Week!
I really can't believe I'm going to say this, but thank goodness it is Monday!
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Featured at ROMANCE WRITERS BEHAVING BADLY ~ Hot-to-Trot Big Cats, this is definitely Sex in the Romance Novel, Not Just the City... and all of it above the waist...

A Touch of Monday
Good Monday to everyone! Welcome to our new blog and our Grand Opening celebration. Please feel free to hop on into the conversations - be as nice or naughty as you wish.

I’m going to play editor here for a moment (muaha) and set a guideline for a scene - the hero’s touch must be above the waist line. Given that - What is the sexiest touch he could use to make your heroine weak in the knees?
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Featured at HAPPILY EVER AFTER ~

Western Erotic Romance ~ A STAGED AFFAIR by Gem Sivad
Romance lovers, this is Gem Sivad’s first book with publisher, Siren-BookStrand. Her other western erotic romance titles are with Liquid Silver Books.
In the mood for one hot-as-fire, give-me-more read, then this is book for you.
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Yes, the Kougar will be blogging at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS on Tuesday, February 23rd.

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Two forecasts this week, my angelic felines... the Kougar forgot to post the one for last week... submitting Branded was the priority.

Weekly Angelic Forecast from Volcano

Straight from the Carnal Cherub himself...

Angelic Forecast ~ #76

For the following week it will be advisable to take a breath. To simply stop, if you can, and inhale several deep breaths. Do those things or engage in those activities that could be called languorously enjoyable, or leisurely. Nap. Curl up. Cuddle with those you love, yes, including your beloved pets.
Life has been on fast forward for quite some time with the convergence of several dynamics. Among them is the transition to the Aquarian Age. The crash and smash of what was the Age of Pisces is being accomplished, and none too soon. Many of the corrupted dreams that once represented this passing ‘Age of a Dreaming World’ are now being destroyed. Bashed to bits by the constant hammering of TRUTH.
Much of what has been accepted as the truth will be revealed to be nothing more than myth, myths created to control those who desire freedom, and would truly live free or die.
Do not let these revelations change the core of who you are. Let them change how you live in the world and how you create your life. This is the real power of change.
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Angelic Forecast ~ #77

This week brings many good opportunities to plan for Spring. Even though the wintry cold continues for a lot of us, take some time to consider what you’d like to accomplish this coming Spring.
If you’re a gardener, you may very well be ahead of the game, looking for seeds and making plans. If you’re not, or simply thinking about doing some gardening, this is an excellent time to explore and then do it.
This Spring also offers new career opportunities for many of us, especially in the areas of what could be called *old-timey* skills, the skills of your grandparents or great grandparents.
If you’re not already *crafting*, for example knitting, take a look at what appeals to you the most, in the way of hands-on, making-it-yourself skills.
Remember the more love you give, the more you will receive, especially this week.

Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
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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 421 ~

Sylva recalled the BBQ Marina and her husband had spoken about for her and Zeke as newlyweds. Casting aside her concern, she smiled as her cowboy took a breath. “What were weddings like back then?” she asked. Zeke gazed at her intently for an instant. “There was the marryin’ preacher. Popular in developin’ towns like Hazelwood. The ceremony was simple. Just the good book and a few words about husbandly and wifely duties toward each other, and then the *I do’s*. It was the celebratin’ later most folks liked. The food, the music and the dancin’. Bein’ with each other.”

Zeke watched his woman prop her head on her elbow, and settle on her side. He swore her diamond-sky eyes owned his soul. “I’ll assume ole Bill and Lulabelle enjoyed their wedding.” Not denying himself, Zeke swept his gaze up and down her luscious beautiful body. “Lulabelle was especially fond of dancin’ and Bill did himself proud partnering her. He kept himself sober, too, despite the best efforts of a few of his friends. Ole Bill had a hankerin’ to make his wedding night special in his memory as well as his wife’s.” His Sylva smiled widely. “Is that so?”
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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 ~ 420 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ http://passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, January through December 2009 flashes ~ http://theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~
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~~~ Do not comply with the corporate Borg. Resistance is victory. ~~~
~~~ WEB CENSORSHIP HAS ARRIVED ~ http://infowars.com ~~~
~~~ Remember, knowledge and truth make us unfit to be slaves. ~~~

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

Paranormal sexy smooch from the Kougar...

Angel Speak ~ 4:44

Yowsa, Wowsa, Big Cats ~ another sacred synchronicity. Today the Kougar was posting on Just Another Paranormal Monday about the release date of When a Good Angel Falls. At precisely 4:44pm tame prairie time, moi hit the 'publish post' button.

In angelic numerology according to Dr. Doreen Virtue, world renown angel reader, the number ~444 ~ is that moment when your angels want your attention and speak to you, download their messages, in current vernacular.

Roaring another WOW! For you, my blessed Big Cats, the Kougar's Title Magic blog posted today. It's all about the number: FOUR.

What is Magical about August 13?

Let’s see now, what is magical about August 13, 2008 ~ it’s Wednesday the 13th, not Friday the 13th, which may be a very magical day for some, especially if your story is halloween spooky with lots of naughty tricks or treats.
August is an 8 month in numerology, meaning all things material, money and what looks good, or appearance makes the woman or man. The day is a 4 (1+3) which denotes stability, the four corners or what you build a future on, whether an event or a decision. This is a 1 year ~ numero uno ~ ‘we are number one’ is the attitude.
What does it all add up to in numerology? This is a 4 day (8+4+1 = 13 = 4). So NOT my best numbers, yet very magical in the realm of the practical, bringing forth a stable future and making good decisions.
Okay, what’s really magical about the day for me is ~ ta-da! This is my release day for When A Good Angel Falls. This story is truly a labor of love on several levels, especially on a the spiritual level, for me.
Being an avid listener of Coast-to-Coast am, night talk radio, famous for its paranormal topics ~ the subject of 2012, the end of the Mayan calendar ~ is one of the hottest conversations going, and only gets hotter as we come closer and closer to what some people refer to as the endtimes.
So, what if? What will occur on that magical and mystical winter solstice date of December 21, 2012 ~ that final day of the Mayan calendar?
Well, I’m here to tell ya, my imagination couldn’t resist the fun of answering that question. No, indeedy, my muse was transformed into a crystal ball, and I forged ahead into the mists of the near future.
And thus, When a Good Angel Falls was born. This is Sedona and Volcano’s story as they travel to Maya Toga Days in LA.
Truthfully, this story was not only a delicious adventure and a fun passionate love story to write, it was also darkly disturbing, since all is not angel brightness in our world. The dark force rises just like Darth Vader rose to power in Star Wars. And that is the evil Sedona and Volcano must overcome to save Earth for humanity.

Blurb: When a Good Angel Falls
Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 – The end of the Mayan Calendar
What happens when a world weary, worn out incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human has three choices after her old van breaks down? Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp? Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal, with the hope her death will be quick? Or does Sedona trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her? Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges from the darkness astride a super-speed black motorcycle.
Is he her savior from the brutal hell of end times, or is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
Sent from heaven to help her save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.

Page Link ~ http://www.bookstrand.com/authors/savannakougar/wagaf.asp ~

What do you think ~ December 21, 2012, just another day? Just one more winter solstice...

Angel speak smooch from the Kougar...

The Kougar's Interview with Crystal

An impressive sight, my Beautiful Kittikins, the newly cut pasture with all the elephant bales waiting to be taken and stored. This year there were twice as many bales due to all the wonderful rains storming and sprinkling on the tame prairie. Even this morning the sky was a gray pearlescent and a small shower graced the land for awhile.

Is this big Kougar cat ever grateful, since the forecast was sunny and aiming for the 100 degree mark. Meow a big thanks to Bast and the weather goddess, and the Divine.

Guess yowling what, Big Lovely Kitties, moi's author interview with Crystal has just been posted today. Crystal has done a beautiful presentation, and the Kougaress is so beyond pleased.
Link ~ http://interviewswithauthors.blogspot.com/2008/07/interview-with-savanna-kougar.html ~

It's been a hopping mad and happy day on the Just Another Paranormal Monday Yahoo loop. Lots 'o great excerpts and info and lively chat on several topics, not all of them of the spooky variety.

Tomorrow, it looks like yours truly kitty will be paw-penning for Title Magic since no one else signed up for the date. Of course, i's a perfect opportunity to announce the release date of WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS ~ bookstrand.com ~ http://www.bookstrand.com/authors/savannakougar/wagaf.asp ~

Also a big roaring congratulations to Terry Odell!

This week's 5 Heart Sweetheart at The Romance Studio...
"Odell’s characters feel very real. Both leads are sensible and extremely likable. The supporting cast is great as well, especially Randy’s partner Kovak. Randy tells Sarah that criminals are caught because they are “stupid,” but these bad guys are somewhat unusual in both their crimes and their methods."
"The author’s take on police work is both fascinating and entertaining. I loved the “brainstorming” session. There is not a lot of lust here, but it is a great romantic relationship and a satisfying, complex mystery." - Lynn Bushey

Yes, the Kougar was perusing for promo ideas since moi signed up for the one year package advert deal, and found Terry's exciting review.

Happily, while the Kougar was claw-penning away on the Special Secret Project, she took time out to storm her creative brain, brew up her enchantingly, yet potent ads for The Romance Studio, then e-sent them post haste, and is now anticipating the eye candy results.

Today on Title Magic ~ titlemagicblogspot.com ~ Mai posts an insightful and guaranteed to be helpful blog about networking in the author book biz. Stroll on over and learn. Moi's mew-sings below.

Great insights, Mai. And congrats for going beyond your comfort zones. I spent a bunch o' years accomplishing that myself, in a different life arena. So I know, it certainly ain't all that easy, for the most part.
You're absolutely right about being genuine. I think that's why a lot of people will talk to me, and won't really talk to others. Simply because I care and I'm really interested.

Roar and a big smooch from the Kougar...

Just Another Paranormal Monday

Beloved Big Cats, the Kougar is up to her slanty eyebrows busy! So, for your beautiful glowing eyes only, moi's contribution to the Yahoo Loop ~ Just Another Paranormal Monday ~

Hi paranormal junkies...uh, I mean that only in the nicest of ways, of course. Since I can't be with you today...I'm working on a friend's WIP...but *whew and phew* I did finish my first round of edits on Tangerine Carnal Dreams, coming from Aspen Mountain Press...
But just for fun I thought I'd give you the beginning of my mss, Secret Lives of Fortunate Wolves ~ Chapter One ~
Excerpt:
Werewolves of London, Coming to America – by Robert Bateman.
Keira shoved her cousin’s latest article-writing attempt into one of her bags, on top – while the phone rang.
"Aunt Debbie, hello. What can I do for you?" Keira shouldered the phone while trying to tie her shoe – a comfy black suede half-boot.
"Dear, are you busy?"
"On my way out – taking some of my jewelry pieces up to Diane. Got Rob’s article. I’ll proof read it tonight."
"Your mother said you were going up that way."
"What is it, Aunt Debbie?" Keira attempted patience, slowing her breaths.
"Hunting the American Werewolf."
"Are you talking about Rob or Coast-to-Coast – when Linda Godfrey was on?"
Keira forced in more patient breaths and stilled the anxious whirl inside her head.
"Yes, Ian’s Punnett’s new show. I’m worried about Rob..."
Keira tingled, an eery crawling in her stomach she didn’t like.
"What’s going on, Aunt Debbie?"
"Rob hasn’t called..."
Keira tingled all over, fiercely. Rob’s fanatic hobby was cryptozoology, chasing after unknown or paranormal creatures.
"What’d he do – grab all his camera gear? Head up to Lake Geneva to hunt for the American Werewolf?"
"Yes...and he hasn’t called."
"Where is he supposed to be, Aunt Debbie?"
"He’s staying at a small motel, The Half Moon. I spoke with him three nights ago. Rob said he would call last night."
"What town, Aunt Debbie?" Keira asked. Worry furrowed her brow – Rob always called his mother, being a bit of a mother’s boy.
"Tiny place – don’t even think it’s on the map. Blue Moon Bay."
"Road sign for a turn off – seen that. Yeah, I’ll stop. Check in on him."
"Thanks, dear. Be careful. Storm movin’ in I heard. On the morning news."
"Call you on the cell – you do have my number?" Keira hefted the last bag over her free shoulder, and reached for her purse – one she had glitter-designed. Just for the fun of it.
"Yes. Your mother gave it to me. Blessed be, dear."
"Blessed be." Keira set her phone down, rushing for the front door. And toward her car, a 94 Eclipse, she called the Plum Silver Goddess.
Blasting the radio up, her favorite music station, she drove toward the old two-lane highway. Toward the Land of Linda Godfrey’s american werewolves – in rural Wisconsin, east of Lake Geneva . Keeping her speed-itching foot under control, Keira stayed at her usual five miles over the speed limit.
"I wish I owned the power to manipulate time," she dramatically murmured, just for herself. She twitched her nose, a skill she had practiced since seeing Samantha on Bewitched – one of her mother’s old favorite tv shows. As a mere child she had been magically awestruck.
"Born to be wild..." She belted out with the song, revving up her spirits, and quickening her pulse to wonderfully reckless. She rocked in her seat rhythmically, singing along with the radio tunes. While farmland turned to forest. And sparse forest became deeper forest. Above the towering trees – trees she as always thought of as majestic mystic beings – gray skies became the shade of pewter.
As she entered denser darker forest, the rains came. Slashing sheets of rain.
Wipers on high, she leaned forward, her gaze focused on following the yellow line. At the same time, she glanced up watching for the turn off sign to Blue Moon Bay.
"Oh crap!" Keira pressed her accelerator again. And again. No response. Gradually her car slowed down. While the pit of her stomach churned to near panic, and the rain slashed at her.
"Now what!?"
She guided her car onto the highway’s narrow shoulder, carefully, letting it roll until it stopped. Turning it off , she tried to calm herself with memories of past rescues.
"Another crisis! In a long series of crisis," she muttered. She reached for her cell phone. "Just what I need. – Why didn’t I get the phone number to the Half Moon?"
Taking another deep breath, she silently asked, "What now, Goddess?" She stared down at her cell, wondering who she should try to reach. Her mother didn’t drive. Aunt Debbie didn’t have a car. And all her friends would be working, brutally busy with their lives.
"No service," she stated flatly, not greatly surprised by her fate. "Well, that solves that. Can’t call anyone anyway."
Bad luck had been her constant companion for the last several years – despite her best efforts to change her luck, her exhausting, endless efforts to keep her karma right.
"Help," she appealed to God, Goddess, her Guardian Angel.
Keira sat calmly, and waited. Waited for something. Anything good. Her mind spun chaotically, searching for any idea out of her horrid predicament.
"I definitely need help – a miracle or two," she spoke moments later. Again to her Guardian Angel. Or any Good Being. Out there.
She waited, watching the rain glisten-pour down her windshield. Watching the rain rage. She waited, observing her own internal battle. Calm or panic? Both tore at her – the giant claws of an ether monster she couldn’t see or identify.
"Direct from hell. Or the X-Files," she murmured.
Then a glint in her rearview mirror caught her eye.
Glancing up, she saw the flashing lights of a Patrol car as it rolled up behind her.
"Friend or foe?" she wanted to ask whoever was behind the wheel – remembering the news stories of bad cops, of bad men impersonating cops.
"Not a Patrol uniform. More of a sheriff’s look," she murmured, watching the man in her side mirror, when he emerged. No rain gear. Not even a hat. But armed. Definitely armed.
"Armed and dangerous?" she automatically asked herself.
"Geez!" Keira sat up straighter, her insides suddenly wild and wanton-simmering. "He’s gorgeous. Gorgeous hair!" Long, flowing to his shoulders, his hair was being rain slickened – revealing his sculpted, rather exotic-appearing features.
"Rain god impersonating a mere human male?" she asked herself.
Against all her wishes, Keira’s loins came to twisting life. The bold, arrogant-casual way he strode toward her side window. His thighs – sleek and powerful muscle – she wanted to carve them with her hands.
"My God!" She broke out in a light sweat, even as she began to open her door, even as she prepared for the onslaught of rain.
"Hello," she began, glad her voice didn’t give away her throbbing pulse.
"Follow me," he invited, more than commanded.
Once she had grabbed up her purse, he pivoted toward his car. No protection from the downpour, Keira plunged out into the drenching rain, dashing behind him – and hoped he wasn’t the devil incarnate. Posing as a rain god.

Trot on over to Title Magic, Big Kitties. Lexie presents her thoughts on how to improve one's chances of becoming a published writer. Mew-sings below.

Hi Lexie, I think you've raised some excellent issues. Truthfully, I have no answers for you. I help wherever I can and whomever I can, but it's not formalized as in a chapter setting, except for the Passionate Ink chapter of RWA, where we all help each other, especially via the forum.
As I've mentioned before, my journey has not been one which should be followed by anyone else. There was no step-by-step process. It was guided by a Divine Hand in a very mysterious and mostly incomprehensible manner to me. Or, to say it differently, it makes no logical sense whatsoever.
I'm sorry to hear various chapters are having problems. I personally think the contest market is over done, so to speak. Meaning too many contests for the amount of entries available. And with economic times now more difficult, who can afford it? Time, of course, is also at a premium. I do as much as I can, and it's never quite enough in terms of promotional opportunities.
This isn't an easy business, unless, it's just your hobby. Something you're doing purely for the fun of it.
I know I haven't really answered your real questions and concerns. And I am sure there are others much more qualified. However, if I can help you in any way, I will.
BTW, I liked your story premise, the one you talked about at the beginning of CJ Lyon's blog.

Just another paranormal kiss from the Kougar...

Droopy Loopy Kat

Droopy loopy Kat, the syndrome, Yahoo chat loop exhaustion (YCLE syndrome), Big Kitties ~ is there a remedy? The Kougar is squinching and blinking, but she's not seeing straight yet. Over at Just Another Paranormal Monday it was a rockin' hoppin' big day of questions, excepts, including about shapeshifter relations while partially shifted. Destiny Blaine and Ann Cory do a marvelous job of keeping the party going. Now, if the Kougar just had the claw and smarts' finesse to understand how to promo her novels???
And on the Siren-BookStrand loop it was launch day for Looks Are Deceiving by Michele Hart, which hit #1 in sales on the Siren site. Michele, Woweee!
Meow-okay, with the Baron's constant urging, the Kougar put together his debut interview for the Siren-BookStrand blog. This is moi's promo effort on Just Another Paranormal Monday.
An Interview with Baron Zaggry Dhio Vettura ~
Wagering is way of life in Baron Vettura’s aristocratic world, especially on any horse sport. And with the revival of the war horse sport of Braverth, all bets are definitely on, amid the swirling dangers of plots and constant intrigues.
At his gentle prodding, I thought I’d let my hero in All Shades of Blue Paradise, Book I & Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil, Book II ~ speak for himself on the subject of wagering in the World of the Blue Pearl Moon.
Available in a few days at sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~ An interview with Baron Vettura ~ Wagering in the World of the Blue Pearl Moon ~
The Baron will also be answering questions.
Now bleary-eyed moi will have to post the Baron's interview...sometime soon. Actually a fun thought, were it not for the Kougar's droopy tail.
Yowl! Wiggling like a trapped fishy, is that feeling the Kougaress is missing some opportunity, somewhere. An important one...???
Hop on over to Title Magic, my Lovely Big Cats, for more insights into the world of RWA sponsored romance writing contests by our own Title Magician, Anitra. Mew-sings below.
Anitra, I know what you mean about becoming 'addicted'. I have a competitive nature, especially when I've played sports. And I noticed toward the end of my contesting year, there was this niggling large urge to write what would win contests. Just to win them. However, since my goal was to be published, I just let it go, and concentrated on writing my stories. That was not a trail I wanted to travel down. Contests can be great, but that's not the ultimate goal.

Droopy kitty smooch from the Kougar...

The Mad Carousel or Whirligig Kougar

Heavens to Mergatroid! The Kougar is on the mad carousel of busy. Too bad there are no actual horsies, snorting and ready for a wild-dashing ride. Back to the Kougaress' whirligig brain, spinning with everything that needs to be done today.

Big Cats, meow about a headspin and tailspin ~ today the Kougar can't find her tail to chase it.

The first order of kitty business ~ and no, that does not involve a trip to the litter box ~ with a juvenile cub teehee added.

Yowl! Not potty humor! The Kougaress is already off on the terribly wrong hunt.

O Great Bast help! Renee Knowles ~ reneeknowles.com ~ GOING TOPLESS, my fellow Siren author, does not deserve this! For she has kindly featured moi's first Siren Publishing release in her newsletter. The purrs below.

I wrote this novel because Sheridan , as she appeared in my twilight state before sleep, was irresistible. Not to mention her Baron ex-fiancee', who was still in love with her. Their World of the Blue Pearl Moon intrigued me, and I had to write their love story.
This is the shortest blurb available:
All Shades of Blue Paradise by Savanna Kougar
Blurb: [Erotic Paranormal Romance] Beneath the blue pearl moon, Lady Sheridan's fiance, Baron Zaggry, broke her heart into unbearable pieces. Ten years later, she becomes his slave lover. Baron Zaggry never discovered why his Sher broke their engagement. Now, he has ten years worth of denied pleasures to enjoy her however he chooses.
Review Snippet: All Shades of Blue Paradise: World of the Blue Pearl Moon is part one of this series. Savanna Kougar is a talented author. The plot is extremely steamy. I would not mind being a slave lover for a year or maybe 20. Kougar has created a completely new world and culture. The characters are well-matched. Sheridan is a strong and very sensual. Zag is incredibly sexy, dominating, and loving. Fans of erotic romance will enjoy All Shades of Blue Paradise: World of the Blue Pearl Moon.

Second big roar! If you catnip-adore those paranormal romances paw on over to Just Another Paranormal Monday, a Monday Yahoo group which features all sorts of salmon-delicious excerpts of print and e-books, new releases and the novels you may want to indulge in ~ plus it's just fun and fascinating.

And my oh my! Those shifty beasties are pouring out of the forest woods and from every conceivable wild world, from futuristic to urban fantasy. These ferocious, yet tender-hearted beastie shifters are growl-fiercely demanding their own stories to the delight of many readers. If you dare doubt moi's huntress-intensive investigation, sleekly lope on over to ~ shapeshifterromance.wordpress.com ~ where readers and authors have their purring-to-roaring say ~ not to meow-mention the great beastie-subject blogs already up at this new wylde blog place.

Thirdly, and pass the dark chocolate bonbons, the Kougar hopes to finish polishing her wolfie shifter novella tonight, and claw-hit send...?

And we have a Big Cat Winner...which the Kougar will announce tomorrow.

Mad carousel kisses from the Kougar...

The Winds of Cover Art

Big Cats, another whirlwind, spin-the-brain day so far. With storm winds streaking through the Kougar's prairie this morning. The blue splendid sky has just shown itself on the afternoon horizon...reminding ~ *out of the blue* ~ a phrase moi keeps hearing spoken these chaotic, perfect storm days, and time.
The Winds of Cover Art ~ A glorious surprise in the Kougar's e-mail, the the preliminary cover art for When a Good Angel Falls, her 2012 futuristic coming from Siren-BookStrand. Gorgeous, Big Kitties, just gorgeous! Moi had only two requests for changes.
And, in her e-mail David Burton, the incredible cover artist for Red Lioness Tamed, Liquid Silver Books, has redesigned his website with a link to moi's e-novel. In a later blog, the Kougaress will provide David's bio. But why wait? just a quick paw-click on the link below will take you to his site.
Psssst...all Good Kitties...a secret, this year's winner allowed moi and the other American Title IV finalists a peek at her book's cover art. Impressive, especially the font for the title and the way her name appears...the, yum, entwined couple is sexy delicious.
And, meow-continuing the cover art theme, the Kougar received e-confirmation her cover art form for Tangerine Carnal Dreams made it to Aspen Mountain Press. With toesies and claws crossed moi hopes it will follow in the cover prints of her two current releases. O great and lovely Bast, an ear pricked toward the Kougar's plea, please and thank you.
Sigh...a swish of her tail, the news piles up too swiftly for the Kougaress to accomplish all!!!
Purr-another note, Just Another Paranormal Monday with AuthorPromo, a Yahoo group, had it's spectacular debut today, with the Kougar providing her yowling-introduction. Shout-indeed, a good venue to scan out your fave genres and enjoy excerpts.
With her brain like corn mush yesterday, and not on creative paw-penning, the Kougaress stalked her shape-shifter and were-beasties WIPs, collecting them into one resource file, preparing for her next story project.
Rumbling-of, Lovely Big Kitties, moi has changed the series title for, Tangerine Carnal Dreams, her stallion shifter novel, to Her Stallion Prince.
Memory or memories, the song or intimate memories, Beautiful Big Cats, streamline your body over to Title Magic for Evonne's fascinating blog about memory. Mewings below
Evonne, wonderful post on memory. It is a fascinating topic unto itself. Certainly, it is a tricky animal at times. I generally have a good memory, but then when I screw up, I really!!! screw up.
Sometimes I should jot down ideas, phrases more. I have thought of key phrases while I'm driving and I keep repeating them as much as possible -- really need a recorder, but then I have to remember to use it.
Evonne, I'd luv to see the story you're talking about, how six memories shaped the hero's life. As a counterpoint, six memores that shaped the heroine's life, and how they come together, or arrive at the crossroads together???
End of March kisses from the Kougar...