Good Cold Evening, my Big KitKats, please enjoy the pic of Wintersong Holiday Horse from Breyer.The Kougar is in recovery over her recent edits. However, she has worked up her promo for ~
***Siren-BookStrand Theme Day ~ Friday 5th & Saturday 6th December***
OTHER WORLDS - take the reader to new stars and planets where anything can happen.
OTHER PEOPLE - can give us grief or pleasure beyond our wildest dreams.
OTHER PLACES - can be new beginnings or returns, where things have changed forever.
OTHER TIMES - the past, the future, the alternative present.
All levels of heat and intensity. All dedicated to passion and desire.
Come join us on the adventure! Visit the Siren-Bookstrand Public Group at ~ http://groups.yahoo.com./group.SirenBookstrand ~
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Just for the Big Cool Cats first ~ and the excerpts are new, except for a portion of the excerpt from Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~
Theme - OtherRealm - World of the Blue Pearl Moon
*** ALL SHADES OF BLUE PARADISE ***
SET-UP ~ Tarimudhi,,,in Zag and Sher’s world this is a private enjoyment of the men exclusively, to gather with their cigars and preferred liquor...and to do as they erotically please with their women.
Beast demand, he plucked her nipple, tugged her clit, carnal pleasured by his woman.
“Zag, please.” Blaze desperation possessed her flesh.
“Say it, Sher,” he growled his devil power over her.
“Yes!” she screamed the whisper. “Yes, please.”
Zag jerked her swollen nub. Hard. Several times. He grabbed her breast.
Sheridan froze to blazing wildness, her pleasure stilled to nothing.
“Take my pleasures. Say it, my slave lover.”
Arrogantly, he rubbed his thumb over her clit, juicy, sultry for him. His.
As she was his. He rubbed, building her arousal again.
Irrevocable devil, she knew. If she spoke those words, he would take her over and over. The blazes too high, too wicked, too wanton ecstatic, she finally surrendered.
“Take my pleasures,” she whispered her whimper.
Zag slowly, arrogantly scraped his nail over her bud hard clit.
Sheridan twisted. The zenith blaze consumed her. Ecstasy consumed her. Whole, free and soaring.
Zag lifted his writhing woman into his arms, lifting her above the turquoise shimmer of her gown. Bared to him, except for her slippers, her jewelry.
He carried her within the inner sanctum of the Tarimudhi, toward his reigning chair.
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The World of the Blue Pearl Moon–A world of lush erotic decadence, where the fiercest passions between a woman and a man need never be denied. A world of potent seductive arts, where every appetite is served in the salons and the lavish entertainments. A world of wicked and resplendent pleasures, where the love between a man and a woman is a sensual lusty affair, soaring up to the radiant blue vault of sky.
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It's a blue, blue paradise for Christmas...
Lady Sheridan & Baron Zaggry invite you to read their love story ~
ALL SHADES OF BLUE PARADISE ~ an aristocratic fantasy of fiercest passion ~ *5 Stars* from ReviewYourBook ~ available from Siren Publishing ~ http://www.sirenpublishing.com/savannakougar/asobp.asp ~
An Author Discovery by Lindsay Townsend ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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Theme - OtherTimes - Winter 2012, End of the Mayan Calendar
*** WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS ***
What will occur on that magical and mystical winter solstice date of December 21, 2012 ~ that final day of the Mayan calendar?
Well...here’s a future radio broadcast as Maya Toga Days begin, banned in the North American Union...
“Who are these two? Futuristic black cycle, futuristic weapons, looked like the latest chase thriller for awhile. My nerves were on the razor’s edge.
Have we got a 2012 Bonnie and Clyde? They haven’t been accused of robbing anything that we’ve been told about.
Did you see it, folks? No doubt they were headed west, our direction, the city of Angels. A Mayan 2012 surprise? Call in, tell me your psychic impressions. Or tell us if you know anything. What do you think? Did they make it? Are they still out there?
There’s been no news of capture. Or any news that they escaped. If you two can hear my voice, and can call in safely, if you can, the NightHawk family wants to hear from you. Your story.
Or, better yet, if you are headed for LA., come by the studio. We’ll know
who you are. Remember, this broadcast doesn’t end for the next thirty-six
hours. The Maya 2012 countdown has begun.”
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Just in time for Christmas, Christmas in 2012, that is...
Sedona & Volcano invite you to read their love story ~
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS ~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth...Is a stranger on a superspeed motorcycle her savior from the brutal endtimes? ~ available from BookStrand ~ http://bookstrand.com/authors/savannakougar ~ http://bookstrand.com ~ An Author Discovery by Lindsay Townsend ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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Theme - OtherPlaces - Gardenia, New Atlantis
*** MURDER BY HAIR SPRAY IN GARDENIA, NEW ATLANTIS ***
The story of beginning a new world on a legendary land...
The beginning of a love Sheriff Kalypso Sun Wing never believed was possible for her, especially not after a hundred years on Earth...
The beginning of a love Federal Agent Zryphus has arrived on Earth to find, only he didn’t plan on remaining in a land where women are in charge...
Gardenia, small town/colony in New Atlantis, 2051 ~
“Amazon warrioress paradise,” Zryphus enthused.
His voice, both gravelly and velvet, definitely fluttered her insides.
“Yeah, well, don’t get used to it yet. Not everyone is welcome here as a permanent resident. Coffee?” she asked to change the subject. She’d heard Zerculeons guzzled the stuff. Seeing one of her favorite people, Kalypso waved her inside. “Cora, what perfect timing. Come on in. Thanks, I do need my brew. Meet Agent Vasquoz.”
Taking the mug, she smiled at Cora, then gratefully sipped her chocolate cinnamon brew. For a moment, she shut her eyes and savored. Cradling the bowl-shaped mug, she tossed back her pony tail. It helped ease the tension at the back of her neck.
“Agent, can I get you anything? We have about any ole’ beverage you can imagine here,” Cora tempted, sweet as pecan pie. “I am the hostess with the mostest.”
“Organic, take advantage, Top Dog. Your taste buds will thank you,” Kalypso urged, proud of the town, and the sovereign land she had helped create—so long ago when Atlantis had risen.
“Why come on over here, Agent Vasquoz, I have a short list of what I can get for you.”
Watching him move toward Cora, Kalypso took a large long taste of her brew, and remembered what she would never forget.
Entranced, her spirit soaring with new hope, she’d watched the antediluvian lands emerge from the hurricane-whipped ocean, while hidden in the shadow of a New York City tenement building. Despite the last days of the Conflicts, everyone who could, had paused and stared up at one of the mammoth plasma screens, used for propaganda and mind control.
The whispers of what occurred, had turned to wildfire, and couldn’t be stopped
Atlantis had risen again.
While she watched the screen, the ground beneath her feet had shuddered, as if the planet was a giant dog shaking off fleas. To prove it was not another shower of buster bombs shaking the remaining cities on the East Coast, the three-day miracle had been shown only as updates, at first.
On the third day, the full land of Atlantis had roared from the seas like Poseidon seeking his former empire. From the islands of Cuba, north to Savannah, Georgia, the antediluvian land shone beneath the breaking sun as a new Atlantis.
At the first glimpse of sun rays touching one peak, and while leviathan waves crashed, spewing enormous sprays of mist, the shudders of destiny had stormed through Kalypso, with all the strength of the spinning rainstorm that still raged over most of the renewed land.
Before any other groups dared to explore, she and her militia, and several other friendly rebel militias, had colonized, agreeing to begin a new country, based on their shared ideals.
Taking another long sip of her brew, Kalypso ended her memories, and observed the Federal Agent through her lowered lashes.
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Kalypso & Zryphus invite you to read their love story ~
MURDER BY HAIR SPRAY IN GARDENIA, NEW ATLANTIS ~ 2051 mystery-suspense futuristic ~ coming from Siren-BookStrand ~ http://bookstrand.com ~
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OtherRealm kisses from the Kougar...
