Happily Ever After chat...

Yeppers, Big Lovely Cats, the Kougar spent a delightful time this afternoon with her Happily Ever After blog buddies over on the Love Romances Café chat loop.
Yowl, moi is about half way through the edits for HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES. Whew and mew, she’s hoping it will continue smoothly.

And! My delightful Kittens all, it looks like the Kougar will be part of a new shapeshifters bloggie. The plans are still being drawn up. The excitement builds fiercely and you’ll hear a roaring announcement when... moi is considering creating a Five Hundred Flash Fiction Serial story specifically just for this bloggie... that is, if she can figure out how to make time to create it. Big feline shrug?
If there is a shifter you would prefer... wolfie or phoenix or bull... or any critter, let moi know.

Purring in support, here’s a huge *paw up* of support for all the Tea Parties being held across the nation... no taxation without REAL representation...
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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 108 ~

Sylva heard the loud crack of a whip and whirled around. “Indiana Jones,” she whispered. Royce gently held onto her arm. “Indiana Jones? No, that would be Merlinda. That gal enjoys using her whip like some ladies yen for a new gown.” Sylva quivered inside, and asked, “Merlinda?” She felt Royce’s reluctance before he answered. “Merlinda is the woman who interrupted your honeymoon. Are you certain you want to observe your husband?” They stood at the bottom of a short stairway up to a balcony where several other couples already viewed the drama. “I assume Merlinda has a good reason.”

Zeke didn’t waver in his stride, Merlinda’s whip slicing the air beside him. He didn’t blame her for her fury. He’d had it in his mind that if no other woman suited him, he would claim her as his bride. However, he’d never promised. In fact, he’d made it painfully clear he was trusting in fate to deliver his perfect wife. Merlinda wound up again, savage as the Amazon warrioresses of her heritage. The whip’s lash whizzed by his ear, landing at his boot. Hell, she could have cleanly removed his ear, if she’d wanted to. He didn’t break stride.
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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 ~ 107 ~ 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 ~ 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!
Wednesday ~ the Kougar’s blog is titled: Western Erotic Romance ~ Or, Lasso Me, Cowboy.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending story ~ RomanticSynonmous ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ SirenBookStrand 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...

Happily Ever After kisses from the Kougar...

Pale Golden Crescent Moon

Evening of the pale golden crescent moon, and of the peach golden sunset, my Beautiful Big Cats...the autumn air is cooler and shivered the Kougar last night.
Purr-hmmm...it seems as though there are new cougar impersonators out there, or just wannabes...or, Big Kitties, you be the quickdraw judge...remember the cartoon character, Quickdraw McGraw, older cool cats?
Meow and a flick of moi’s tail...back to the faux cougars now abounding upon the landscapes of America. It seems the Savannah breed of cat, created by cross-breeding a domestic cat with the African Serval cat, are being mistaken for cougars, given their larger size and a particular coloring which could resemble a real live cougar. Although, not their wild spotted coloring,
Yowl and howl with amusement, the Kougaress read a news story about a college student who was fooled by the Savannah cat’s attempt to impersonate a cougar. Which does appear to be an ongoing *insert cat smirk here* ruse.

From Wiki on the Savannah cat breed ~
Savannahs are known to jump up on top of doors, refrigerators and high cabinets. Some Savannahs can leap about 8 feet (2.5 m) high from a standing position. Savannahs are very inquisitive, and have been known to get into all sorts of things; they often learn how to open doors and cupboards, and anyone buying a Savannah will likely need to take special precautions to prevent the cat from getting into things.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Savannah_(cat)

Today, the Kougar posted an unedited excerpt of, Black Cat Beauty, her Coming Soon novella from Liquid Silver Books on the Love Romances Café loop ~ Kick off to Creatures of the Night Theme Days is: October 2nd: Sexy Vampires and Sinful Shape Shifters

Unedited Excerpt: BLACK CAT BEAUTY ~ CHAPTER ONE

"Bored." Sable tossed back her auburn waves of thigh-length hair, sauntering inside the main ballroom of the privately owned gothic mansion.
"Flat." She wrinkled her nose, and wished she could flip her own tail, instead of being stuck with the fake listless cat tail of her costume. With casual flair she set the champagne glass on the first passing tray, waiter attached, and kept on gliding into the main party area of the monstrous mansion.
Remembering not to flip her ears in search of Yisbet’s high-pitched signal, a keening sound beyond human hearing, Sable surveyed the Halloween crowd of black cats, and decided Halle Berry’s version of Catwoman won out as the most favored costume, with the Eartha Kitt costumes coming in a close second. If it hadn’t been for the fact that most of those present were humans, encased in their second-skin black cat costumes, Sable would have felt right at home.
"Ooooh, Dracula black cat," she cooed to a tall man who was obviously gay. His gaze slobbered over the boy toy waiter passing between them. Yet, he grinned at her, his fake whiskers at odd angles on his artfully painted face.
Listening for Yisbet, her long-time friend and surveillance partner, Sable wove through the loose crowd of partying black cats, who flirted with the realization that the night was still young, with midnight several hours away.
"Felix, the cat," she teased with her tone, then tweaked the paunchy man’s black fur cheek. He was one of the few guests with extra love handles showing on his short frame, and probably a producer invited to this celebrity shindig.
"Yeah, honey, you got some cat scratch fever for me?" he asked like Mel Brooks. She paused, smiling at his good-natured comeback.
"Wouldn’t want to tangle with your wife. She’s an Amazon compared to me."
"How’d you know the redhead cat burglar was my wife?"
"Smell." Gripping the tip of her nose with her thumb and forefinger, she wiggled it in an imitation of Samantha from Bewitched TV fame.
He grinned widely just as Yisbet signaled. Sable gave him a sassy grin, then pivoted toward the long low bar. Elegant and chic in design, it was covered by red mahogany, the expensive leather stitched in a large diamond design.
Sable smiled at several other men, her natural cat-like grace causing them to stare, even though the curves of her lower half were more generous than was allowed in tinsel shallow town.
"You’re late to the party." Yisbet saluted her arrival with a generous-sized gimlet.
"Can’t a black cat have some scary fun on All Hallow’s Eve?" Casually Sable leaned on her elbow, and languorously planted her hip against the bar.
Yisbet stopped mid-sip. "What did you do?"
"Just a ‘little tiny wee’ chase. A four-footed bounce and pounce through the local haunted house."
Yisbet scowled for an instant. "You’re lucky no one tasered you or hit you with a blast of pepper spray."
"The kiddies loved it," Sable defended, grinning. "Most of them cheered when I chased Freddie Krueger. They clapped and hopped, very happy, and were especially excited over my departing finale’..." Sable waved away the willowy black cat bartender, who strongly resembled Audrey Hepburn.
"What?" Yisbet reluctantly prompted, rolled her eyes.
"I hissed and spit viciously at them while arching my back. Then I performed the typical cat scream. As bedlam ensued about me, the parents clacking and clucking like hysterical chickens, I bared my scary claws and evilly flattened my ears. Right on cue, I sprang like a panther, straight for Frankenstein’s face. Splat! I hit my target. Sinking my claws into his mask like a wildcat, I clung as he whirled around grabbing at me." Sable flipped a triumphant smile. "Quite enjoyable until the sirens yowled in my ears." Cocking her head, she peered into her friend’s face, then offered a light-hearted grin. "Are you going to report my misbehavin’ antics?"

A kiss beneath the pale golden crescent moon from the Kougar...

Flash! the Erotic Lash

No kittens under 18 allowed! Rated a clawing XXX...

Whew! Big Kitties, the Kougar's first round of edits on Tangerine Carnal Dreams, her otherworld stallion shifter novella, are finally done and sent away, having soared through cyber waves to their destination.

And today on Love Romances Cafe Yahoo Loop is an excerpt from Red Lioness Tamed (Liquid Silver Books ~ liquidsilverbooks.com ~) for sci fi day.

On Liquid Silver SEx blog ~ liquidsilverbooks.com/blog ~ it's BDSM Flash Fiction day with Ann Cory. Big Hawt Cats, if you enjoy a little pain with your carnal pleasures, enjoy the erotic view today.

The following flashes are from the Kougars WIP ~ Book II from the World of the Blue Pearl Moon ~ Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil ~ contracted to Siren Publishing.

ONE
With swift ease, Zag removed his dress loafers, shed his casual evening jacket, then his trousers. Dark charcoal, a fluid silk weave, Sheridan had felt like a mare in heat when she’d seen him in her room earlier. Now his golden physique, enhanced by the golden reflecting candlelight, caused her mouth to water. Ravenously, she hungered, wanton anticipation seizing her loins. He was breathtaking, his mating sword a dark gold, and partially raised.
Her lips were wild to taste him everywhere, anywhere.
"You have displeased me, slave lover," he growled. Moving beside her, he claimed her wrists in one hand.

TWO
"Consider this your punishment." Thin silk cord wrapped tightly, binding her wrists together.
Sheridan gasped in a breath. Dark heat pooled low in her loins, a wicked heat demanding to be assuaged. Her thrust breasts ached from merely the air’s touch. "Yes, my master."
Pivoting before her, he reached down pinching her nipples, his nails biting into them. "Master," she begged, knowing that was the role he wanted her to act out. And knowing part of him still wanted her punishment.
Sheridan didn’t care, her clit ignited. Her silky juices touched her inner thighs.
"Has your wife displeased you, Squire?"

THREE
"Or do you merely revel in the pleasures of Pyrexsia?" Zag indolently seated himself on the chair, propped one leg up.
"My wife adores the pain pleasure of candle wax dripping upon her teats. The burn of the wax between her thighs. I may do anything I please with her then." With a trained elegance, Squire Headrow lit three simple taper candles. Then his weak gaze flitted between Sheridan and Zag, his assessment fed by a cunning nature.
Following the lead of their host, Zag lit the three candles atop the table beside the arm of his large master’s chair–

FOUR
opposite where his gorgeous Sheridan was on erotic display. Idly, he moved his hand before her breast, flicked her nipple repeatedly with his nail.
Her pleasure fiercely exquisite, Sheridan whimpered. She arched her back, allowing her head to fall back. "Please, master, must you hurt me?"
"Your pain merely begins, slave lover."
"No...please..."
"May I, Squire?" Zag swiftly retrieved a small fine crop. Sliding it between his fingers, he arrogantly purred, "I am training my slave lover to obey my whip."
"Anywhere, but where the wax will fall, Baron. I see your whip’s mark on your slave lover’s rump."

Kiss from the Kougar's lash...

Love Romances Cafe' ~ Open the Door to Blue Paradise

Kitty Kat Kougar is deep in edits and for a break, National Treasure. Thus, here is moi's first excerpt on the Yahoo Loop ~ Love Romances Cafe' ~

Open the door to Blue Paradise ~ where every erotic dream comes true ~

Excerpt:
"Lady Sheridan Kayla Woadeir," Clarence intoned in his best aristocratic voice. A broad smile broke over his face, brightening his countenance to near jolly. He widened the door, inviting her entrance.
She stepped into the cobalt and pearl foyer, smiling in return. "How are you, Clarence?"
"Sunny azure days ahead now, Lady Sheridan. He’s up in the grand office. Go on. I’ll ring up your arrival."
Her high heels clicking on the alabaster brilliant floor, Sheridan watched her image in the nouveau shimmer panels. The panels reflected the immense entry room’s light creating a crystalline ambiance.
Sheridan had resorted to dressing in the way he used to passion smolder over. She had no idea if that was still true.
Sapphire blue, gleaming sapphire. The luxury satin dress fit her curves, bared her arms, bared her legs from the knee down to her matching high heels. The pearls around her throat matched the moon’s color of last evening and provided a tiny touch of comfort.
Sliding her fingers along her pearls, Sheridan moved up the long curving sweep of stairs, low steps designed for a woman. Butterflies battled to escape her stomach once she stood at the top on the wine red carpet.
Keeping her feet moving, she glided toward the open office door, as if she moved inside a pocket of air. Reality seemed a horizon away.
He didn’t speak when she entered. He casually leaned back on his chair, one foot propped up on the dark shining wood of his enormous desk. Potent power and grace, he stood, silently moving to one side.
He motioned to a swivel cushioned chair before his desk. His presence had always made her feel sultry. Once his sultry woman. It was no different now. Her whole body was a sultry sizzle rhythm. She felt it to her core as she approached the chair and sat.
Her legs crossed, she steepled her fingers, watching him pivot. Lithe, powerful as a cougar, he returned to his chair. She’d seen the media’s view of him, unavoidable in her ‘horse show’ circle. Confronted with him, her breath demanded freedom from her body.
Like a cougar, the way he moved, his fierce intense nature, that was how she’d always seen him. Cougar in male beautiful form. Cougar spirit incarnated to man.
Goddess behold! She had loved him.
Sheridan didn’t blame the women who wanted him, not just for his status or his wealth but for the primal and the aristocratic blend he was as a man, as a lover, the way he made a woman feel.
Pure sensual desire. Pure sensual need. Pure ferocious passion for him.
She waited, knowing that was his cougar-and-prey game with her. She waited, her gaze fondling the burnished waves of his dark mahogany hair, streaked with wild sunlight.
"Sheridan."
The rough grazing purr of his voice made her shiver inside. She met his gaze boldly. Never flee before a cougar. Always stand your ground, even if faced with the most gorgeous eyes she’d ever seen.
Pale emerald, so ice crystalline, his eyes were always startling, always stunning.
"Baron Vettura," she returned, her tone icy cordiality. Sheridan knew her eyes glowed hot. She felt it. She shook back her hair. "It has been a while." ~
Sizzle Excerpt: http://www.sirenpublishing.com/savannakougar/asobp.asp
All Shades of Blue Paradise [World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book I] ~ an aristocratic fantasy available from Siren Publishing ~ sirenpublishing.com ~
Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil [World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book II] ~ coming from Siren Publishing
When a Good Angel Falls ~ coming from BookStrand late in 2008
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~ savannakougar.com

Cafe' kisses from the Kougar...