What the Heck is Pingback?

Okay, good and sassy Big Kittens, this is the Kougar’s idea of autumnal fun.
Nope, this Big Cat is not on the claw-cutting edge of the latest greatest use of the internet. She should probably just do a search and find out what the heck a *pingback* is... yep, it’s a quantum-moving cyber world we live in... however, moi is feeling tail-slashing ornery. Plus, this Big Cat girl just likes asking questions.
The reason for the question, however, is that today moi was notified by email that there is a pingback on her latest blog at the Liquid Silver SEx blog... hmmm-meows.
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Authoress news and mews ~

Posted by the Kougar at the HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Flash of Vampire Romance
Just for a bit pre-Halloween fun, I thought I’d share my Vampire Serial Flash. Yes, and here’s a sneak photo of Zhario, my hero.
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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 284 ~

Sylva curiously glanced at Zeke and Ranson as they stood whispering to one another. She had a suspicion they spoke about the Secret Circle. Deciding to wait for her cowboy husband’s explanation, she didn’t try using her psychic ability. Gazing back at Marina and Grant instead, she offered, “I’ll bet there are some absolutely delicious desserts here.” Marina leaned forward, her expression happily expectant. “Some of the best. “How about a Fudge Snowcap? It’s a large mound of sweetened semi-frozen cream with fudge spilling down the sides.” Sylva’s mouth watered at the thought. “I can’t resist that. Bring it on.”

Zeke figured his friend’s words were most likely true. “Makes our renewed friendship even more important.” Ranson nodded slightly. “It does. We should stay in regular contact. Make certain it looks like we’re hand-in-glove pals.” Zeke didn’t suppress his grin. “Keep it like it was. I’ll send you a formal invitation to my reception. Since my sis and Grant are already partial to you, you’re in with the family.” Ranson returned his grin. “Yeah, I’ll have to make decisions about how much to include Dad. He’s famous for playing both ends against the middle. This ain’t one of those situations.”
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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 ~ 283 ~ 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 September 2009 flashes ~ http://theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Wednesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Flash of Vampire Romance ~ “Just for a bit pre-Halloween fun, I thought I’d share my Vampire Serial Flash. Yes, and here’s a sneak photo of Zhario, my hero.”
Monday ~ Keep Romance Alive! ~ Welcome back, Eydie.
Jane Beckham blogs ~ ONLY 82 SLEEPS TO GO.... ~ “UNTIL Christmas… yes that’s right! Scary thought.”
Friday ~ Romance is not just a story, It's a Lifestyle! Eydie Starling is an amazing writer.
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THE PINK BLOG ~ HALLOWEEN DAYS ARE COMING!
Wednesday ~ Linda Blanche ~ Pumpkinnapper is Here! ~ “The time has come! The Wild Rose Press has released my Regency Halloween comedy novella, Pumpkinnapper.”
Tuesday ~ Cheryl Pierson blogs ~ TRAVELING IN OUR WRITING ~ “When we write a short story or a novel, that work is a “journey” from beginning to end in many ways.”
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SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS blog ~
Tuesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ What if You Could Shift for Halloween?
Monday ~ Francesca blogs ~ Romanticon approaches and I'm getting nervous ~ “This coming weekend my publisher, Ellora's Cave, is hosting their first ever conference/convention.”
Saturday ~ Paris blogs ~ Fahrenheit 451
Friday ~ Serena blogs ~ Where Do We Draw The Line
Thursday ~ Guest author, Pat Cunningham ~ Interview With the Werecoyote
Wednesday ~ Crystal blogs ~ Censorship
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story by the Kougar ~The Only Portal Out of Here ~ RomanticSynonymous ~
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Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ Siren-BookStrand blog ~

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No! Internet Two... Resistance is victory...
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Have a Wonderful and Wild Autumn...
May your most romantic dreams come true..

Flash-happy kisses from the Kougar...

Gift Sacrifice ~ Halloween is Winning

Lovely Big Cats, Halloween is winning, sinking it's vampire fangs into the Kougar. Unbidden, moi is finding her season of the witch WIPs. Just for you, Adrian Paul, who always makes a perfect tall dark and handsome vampire, and Black Cat loving Kittens ~

From moi's WIP ~ Gift Sacrifice

"I have discovered High Premier Zhaakis Durrov arrives alone. That is, without sexual companionship. He arrives within three midnights, most naturally, during the portal of All Hallow’s Eve. As you know, he requires the feeding sacrifice of blood from a true witch constantly, for as long as he remains on Earth." Vrenchria glided toward the decanter of red wine infused with fresh blood, and poured out another half a bowl for own constant thirst. Turning with fluid grace, she faced her two sisters, then continued. "If we are to impress him, and thus, encourage his choice of our leadership, we must present this sacrifice gift to him."
Bellissa joined her sister, spilling more in own crystal bowl. She languished a sip before speaking. "Yes, our gift must be the most superior ever. However, so much easier discussed than accomplished. Since the High Premier must carnally enjoy her while he feeds for the power to build within him.."
Lelzian, the youngest sister, lifted up the sheets of ancient parchment with a polished flourish. "I have deciphered what he desires in an Earth woman and his lust preferences from his previous Earth visits." The portrait of a dainty lady, Lelzian leaned back against the salon divan , covered in midnight blue velvet. Her pale blue pearls glistened perfectly against the creamy luster of her skin.
"Then, where do we find her, the High Premier’s vision of a blood sacrament woman? No current day practicing witch could be convinced of this exquisitely rare opportunity." Vrenchia elegantly glided to her victorian lounge, a shade of muted rose. "Some witches would adore one night in his bed, or would be willing to worship at his feet for the pleasure his stag-mounting loins for a few days. But would not submit to his will, or his need for feeding."
Bellissa languidly moved toward her vampire sisters , her expression one of deep thought. She arranged herself on a golden maize divan, then spoke, "Then, perhaps, a witch who does not know she is a witch. Or who does not practice as one of a coven. Her blood will taste as sweetly potent."
"Indeed, so," Lelzian agreed.
"Although we cannot use a personal singles ad or an online dating service to lure her forth," Vrenchia mused.
"We do not own the time. True." Delicately Lelzian fingered her pearls. "Perhaps Raven Ursula will assist us with scrying. The High Premier would provide favor for her Allied Covens if she finds a woman who pleases him."
"Also, she would not lose one of her true-faith witches. Thus, keeping her power matrix as strong for Samhain." Vrenchia gracefully sipped, satisfied with their infant plan so far.
"I have heard Raven Ursula maintains a list of those with the powers who are not active or associated with other Covens. She keeps an owl watch over their lives." Bellissa twirled one of her auburn curls, the ones her lovers always adored.
"What about their deaths? Does Raven watch over them?" Lelzian raised one dark brow, lady-like perfection. "What if we plucked our gift witch from the jaws of eternal rest?"
"Perhaps before her ‘time’?" Vrenchia smiled absently at the direction of her though. "And, thus, our timely assistance to the Angel of Death and to the Seraphims, who would, otherwise, be faced with returning her." Lost in the speculation of how to accomplish the impossible, Vrenchia cupped her crystalline bowl of wine and blood.
"Miracle, indeed," Bellissa spoke half in derision, half in hope. "We simply discover an unknown witch who pleases the sexual appetite of our High Premier, who is about to encounter death before her time. Within two and a half days."
"Quite the absurd challenge, indeed." Lelzian curved one side of her heart-shaped lips into a smile. "It is to be adored."
"Miracle, yes!" Vrenchia savored. "We do require such – unless we are being orchestrated by the Miracle itself." She raised both honey brown brows, the lifted her bowl to their triumph, and sipped.

Gift sacrifice smooch from the Kougar...