A STAGED AFFAIR Released...

Note: Due to technical difficulties this blog is being posted late... yeah, grrrrrr! the damn phone line went out.
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Kittens... midnight on Friday, the 12th... it begins... the Valentine’s Weekend Blog Tour!!!

For now, western loving KitKats, here’s a tasty treat...

A STAGED AFFAIR

by Gem Sivad

Cover art by Amanda Kresley

Blurb ~

Anna Fuller is a Shakespearean actress touring Texas when rancher, King Colton spots the red-haired vixen playing Lady Macbeth. One look and King’s in love.

King isn’t much for romance and doesn’t know what it will take to make Anna content, but if it takes money, he’s willing to spend a fortune trying.

Anna only wants King’s love, but he’s so busy fighting land-grabbers and taking care of ranch business, he doesn’t see what his lover offers. When Anna leaves him, King moves heaven, hell, and half of Texas too, trying to reclaim Anna before he loses her for good. Sex is the weapon of choice when these two face off in a sheet-scorching showdown.
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SEXCERPT ~

She’d been without King too long. She missed him terribly at first. But then there were other things, important business, to distract her from the want. By the end of her lonely seclusion, she almost convinced herself the madness of desire she remembered had never been that strong.

Now here he was, proving her self-delusion wrong. Once again, her body was liquid heat reaching for satisfaction only he could provide. He was crazy hot for her, too, but at the same time determined to take charge of her life.

I will never let that happen again.

“You have no right.” She got that far with her declaration when he lifted his head and glared at her. She admired the rough planes of his face and adored his gruff assertion at the same time she bristled against his claim.

“The hell you say. I have every right. You’re mine.”

He was furious. She knew he would be. She told Tommy she would just sneak back into town and leave again the back way so King would never know she’d come and gone.

Of course, she planned every possible scenario that might happen if and when they did meet. She had a lot of friends in town, but he had a lot of money, power, and when he needed it, charm. He was still spouting his I am God nonsense, and she listened with half interest.

“Where have you been? Don’t feed me a line of bullshit. I already know where you haven’t been—here, with me, where you’re supposed to be.”

He was merciless in his torture, bringing her to the quivering pinnacle of orgasm before he paused to ask each question. Anna’s belly, womb, pussy, ass, and lungs coiled tighter each time he promised, teased, withdrew, until her body threatened to burst into flames.

Then he pushed her thighs wide open and buried his face again in her folds. She needed it.She needed him now. Every nerve ending in her body screamed. She panted an explanation. “The show closed, we followed the drum and went to Fort Laramie. I was there.”

“Lie number two.” He looked up and intoned righteously as though he was God Almighty. “I sent the same man to Laramie when the trail pointed that way.”

He stopped to nip her thigh. His tongue teased a trail of sensation across the sensitive crease of her leg, almost close enough to touch her pearl.

“It was a slow season…” She couldn’t keep the desperation from her voice. “We lost the props, the show wagon broke an axle, we were stranded…”

“Lies, lies, lies.”

As usual he was so busy pointing out her sins she outwitted him. She swiveled her hips and swiped her clit against his moving lips, and it was enough. Prickles of ecstasy fired her body.

“Yesss,” she screamed triumphantly and started an orgasm that rolled from the tips of her well manicured toes to her lustrous red hair. Even her earlobes seemed to pulse and vibrate.

“This isn’t over,” King Colton promised, raising to his knees to slam his cock so deep in her clenching pussy he fulfilled her request. She could taste him, and he was the most exotically delicious dish she would ever have. She reminded herself of that as she savored deep, partaking of her last meal.

She adored him and she’d never get over him, and that was the right way to feel about the love of her life. Just like Desdemona, Cleopatra, and Juliet, she was destined to have a tragic love, but she’d be damned if she’d end up an old woman living out of a stage suitcase.

So, this was it. He pulled her head against his shoulder to stifle her ecstatic shriek even as his chest rumbled with the laughter she loved to call out of him. “Christ, girl, they’ll think I’m killing you.”

Purchase at ~ http://sirenpublishing.com/gemsivad ~
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Authoress news and mews ~

Featured at ROMANCE WRITER’S BEHAVING BADLY ~

Thursday Thirteen - 13 Items on my V-Day shopping list
1. two cans of whipping cream
2. three bottles of chocolate syrup
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Featured at Lindsay Townsend's THE PINK BLOG ~

The Cupid Diaries: 'Moments in Time' - coming soon
A Valentine Special Release from Classic Romance Revival Authors.

Coming soon, the first ever Classic Romance Revival Anthology!
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Featured at THE POWER OF PASSION ~

Seeing Red This Valentine’s Day
by Cat Masters

Well, shake it up, baby. This year, do something different. Let your inner goddess warrior rise to the surface and unleash her on your unsuspecting mate. Plan a night he won’t soon forget!
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Oh, those WEREWOLVES... more great info from Eva Gordon at ~ http://coffeetimeromance.com/board/forumdisplay.php?f=480 ~
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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 410 ~

Sylva knew she was coming to love their intimate bantering with each other. If she prayed for a million years, she doubted she could have asked for a more perfect man, one that seemed to fit her. So, it seemed. Though, Sylva refused to count all her chickens, yet. There were still so many unanswered questions about this Earth. Still, now was now. She ran her fingertip along the strong line of Zeke’s jaw. “You didn’t answer, stud.” Catching her hand, he nipped her finger. “I’m thinking on it. Maybe a golden buckskin stallion with a golden-brown mane and tail.”

Zeke nuzzled his Sylva’s palm, imitating a stallion. His wife’s turquoise eyes sparkled like the sky during the sunniest of days. The sunniest of days, the phrase echoed through his head, given the possible challenges they faced, and what their world potentially faced. With everything inside him, Zeke hoped the silver sun would soon be replaced with a bright yellow disc. “Do you have any stallions that color?” his woman asked. “Nope, darlin’. Buckskin, yes, but with black or darker mane and tail coloring. I just know you’re gonna enjoy lookin’ at all the horses, and gettin’ to know them.”
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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 ~ 409 ~ 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. ~~~

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY

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

A staged affair kiss from the Kougar...

Western Erotic Romance ~ Wolf's Tender by Gem Sivad

First ~~~ HOT OFF THE E-PRESSES ~~~
INTIMATE STRANGERS by Gem Sivad is a finalist for Best Western Romance 2009 at the 2010 EPPIE AWARDS.
Yay! Yippee! You go, cowgirl.
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It’s here, my cowboy lovin’ Big Cats, the second release by historical western romance author, Gem Sivad, from Liquid Silver Books.
Looks like that cad, Charlie Wolf, is about to be tamed by the last woman he ever thought could give him a proper ride.

Wolf’s Tender

Blurb:

Book One: in the Bounty Hunters series

Rough and tough Charlie Wolf McCallister knows he needs to get laid, when even a spinster school teacher with a sharp tongue, starts looking good to him. But, cad that he is, he operates on the philosophy that a bird in hand is better than no bird at all. And so he offers to trade service for—servicing.

When Naomi Parker's students are snatched from their school by marauding Comancheros, she can't believe that she hid like a coward and let it happen. The only way to ease her conscience, and get the girls home safely, is to hire half-Kiowa bounty hunter, Charlie Wolf McCallister. His price seems a bit steep, to prim and proper Naomi who must choose between her virtue and her students’ lives.

When one straight-laced spinster, tenders her body, to one cynical sometimes savage, the unexpected bounty, is love.
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R-EXCERPT FOR WOLF’S TENDER:

“You’ve been following me all over town.” The woman didn’t even deny it, leaning toward him instead, patiently waiting as he took her measure—thin face with brown hair skinned into a tight knot, straight teeth, and nose spattered with freckles across burned skin. Deep exotic cornflower-blue eyes met his.

Charlie’s gaze came back to the eyes for a second look.

“My name is Naomi Parker.” If it weren’t for the unusual shade of her eyes, Miss Naomi Parker would be written off as old-maid material. She was a tall, skinny female, past the first flush of maidenhood, with prim and proper written all over her.

Not being a prize himself, nor considered civilized, he rarely came in contact with females of social standing, but he recognized one now. He intended to run this one off as quick as possible and get on with his bath. Knowing what he did of her kind, he didn’t think it would take much.

She held out her hand and for a moment he wasn’t sure what she wanted. Then he realized she intended it as a greeting. He grabbed the extended limb and pulled hard, rolling her down his arm, and into his embrace before she realized she’d been captured.

He pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her like bands of steel, pulling her so close her chin brushed his bare chest. The contact sent a frisson of heat coursing through him which made no sense since her body was encased in iron, or at least something that felt like it.

“What the hell kind of contraption do you have on, Miss Parker?” His hands automatically fell to her hips, holding her against the swell of his erection, stealing a moment’s pleasure.

Accept for the slight mound of her breasts, she had the body of a fifteen year old boy—thin for his age—but a tall stripling. He noted all of this unconsciously, surprised that his cock had roused with fierce interest. Jesus, I need a woman.

His shirt and handkerchief were smashed between them. She tilted her head to glare at him as she struggled against his hold. Her hips moved in his hands and in her struggle, she accidentally rubbed against his arousal. She froze.

“Stupid to offer your hand to someone you don’t know,” he admonished her even as he blatantly rubbed his swollen flesh against her hip.

Her breasts that were, as near as he could tell, about the size of robin’s eggs, were nevertheless heaving, and she was pissed not scared, as he stared into eyes that had darkened. He wondered what color they would be when she came, and then flinched at the thought.

Jesus, all pussy’s the same in the dark. What the hell difference if she’s a dried up old prune. His cock demanded, Fuck her.

Old maid material or not, his cock was erect and urging him to make friends.

“You’re lucky you survived the raid. Think about that, instead of wallowing in guilt, and let the law take care of your friends.”

He had a cigar and the rest of a bottle of good whiskey waiting for him and minutes before he’d thought that was enough.

He’d meant to scare her away so he could climb into that tub of hot water while it still had some steam coming from it. Instead he had a woman wrapped in his arms and his body seemed determined to keep her. His cock said this woman could service him just fine—and she could do it now.

It was pleasing the way she fit up against him, hip to hip, thigh to thigh. His first assessment that she was skinny, gave way to new knowledge. She was a slender armful, her softness hidden under the iron casing she’d wrapped around her flesh. The thought of her long white legs sliding around his hips while he sank into her, filled his mind.

He let his thoughts play over the impossible possibilities for a second, before he let her go, allowing inches between them and dropping his hand that had been stroking her back.

“I’m planning on being in that tub of water in two minutes, naked as the day I was born, whether you get out of here or not.”

He released her abruptly, expecting her to hurry from the barn. Instead, she continued the connection between them, pressing her body against his, her unwavering blue eyes staring up at him. Her lips trembled for a moment, and then she repeated her request.

“I need your help.”
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You can hang out with Gem Sivad and her stable of sexy ranch hands at her webbie place ~ http://gemsivad.wordpress.com ~
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Come on by the HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog. Gem is the Guest Blogger ~ Why Read a Western? ~ a fascinating post that includes the use of honey in the Old West ~
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Authoress news and mews ~

CONGRATS to all the authors who are EPPIE finalists!!!
Nope, the Kougar didn’t enter.
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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 323 ~

Sylva couldn’t believe how utterly wonderful and savage Zeke’s strikes inside her felt. Not primitive, but long, devastatingly smooth and always plunging to her core. She panted in long gasps, her hands rapidly stroking his shoulders. “Oh, wicked, absolutely wicked.” Her own breathy purr surprised her. His dark brandy eyes locked on her face. “Wickedly beautiful.” His growl stormed through her, awakening more ecstasy. “Yes, ride me, cowboy.” For a moment, he captured her lips with a blazing kiss. “Count on it,” he rasped. His highhandedness turned her on more, even though she squirmed inside with the thought it shouldn’t.

Zeke lunged his cock deep inside his woman’s glove-tight, hot-as-fire hole. ‘Count on it,’ he chanted mentally. He knew he would do whatever it took to keep her this carnally spirited with him. The feel of her body beneath him, clinging like a determined bur, was driving him stud mad and he increased the pace of his thrusting shaft. Still, he concentrated on riding his Sylva, only as much as her sheath could endure now. She took his pumping cock, her passion rising to the heavens and incinerating him. With a keening whimper, she opened her body more to him.
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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 ~ 322 ~ 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 ~ GRATITUDE BLOGS COMING SOON!
Monday ~ Guest Blogger ~ Gem Sivad ~ Why Read a Western?
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THE PINK BLOG ~
Sunday ~ Chelle Cordero ~ Final Sin was selected as a 2009 Pushcart Nominee
And I am soooo excited I wanted to share the news.
Friday ~ Lindsay blogs ~ What's your tipple? “I love tea (well, I am English!). I drink lots of tea, especially when I'm writing.”
Thursday ~ A Horse with a heart: from Francesca Prescott
He was coming down the long side of the arena the first time I saw him.
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SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS blog ~
Friday ~ Serena blogs ~ Do you suffer from paraskevidekatriaphobia? “Psst...Did you get the evil eye today?”
Wednesday ~ Crystal blogs ~Hugs Needed ~ “I've just received some HORRIBLE news. Dollhouse has been cancelled.”
Tuesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Writing Werewolves and... so ferocious I paw the dirt...
Saturday ~ Paris blogs ~ Pay it Forward! ` “This has been an exciting, rewarding and crazy year!”
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story by the Kougar ~ Getting to Know the Moon ~ “Stunned to her core, Kallyn instinctively felt for the pouch of red diamonds. Oh no! Something was wrong? Had Aunt Cecily managed to corrupt them? The pouch felt liquidy or gel-like.” ~ 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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PLEASE! Darling KitKats, if you have any thought about taking the flu shot/swine flu shot, please! Read the insert first, not just the info sheet.
ALSO! *Private* contracts with the vaccine suppliers require that any deaths or injuries not be reported. Plus, all the vaccine companies are immune from being sued for injuries and death due to their vaccines.
Yes, please! Let the privileged have the Kougar’s designated flu shot.
And! DO NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING THE FDA TELLS YOU!
Dr. Sherri Tenpenny ~ http://drtenpenny.com/the_truth_about_the_flu_Shot.aspx ~
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Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Tender, yet bold kisses from the Kougar...

Despising Internet Browsers

Isn't this a gorgeous Western Romance cover? This is Gem Sivad's 'coming soon' release from Liquid Silver Books.
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Yep, good Big Kittens all, the Kougar is beginning to despise Internet Browsers. Why you mew, if you do?
Yesterday moi’s Firefox browser came to her rescue when Earthlink and Internet Explorer went nastily haywire. HOWEVER!!! when this Big Cat downloaded the latest version of Firefox, the 3.5.2 version... NOTHING! No access to the internet whatsoever. Just dead. Okay, being somewhat intrepid, moi looked to discover what the problem was after uninstalling, then installing Firefox, again, to see if that would solve the problem. NADA!
So, it seems one problem is being blocked by your firewall. The Kougaress went though that procedure to unlock the Window’s firewall. Well, her stupid Earthlink Protection thing won’t uninstall completely to even try the latest version of Earthlink Protection, which takes forever to download on dial-up.
So, now, the Kougar is downloading an earlier version of Firefox to see if that will work... claws crossed.
GEE, all you computer wizard-geeks, all you Browser people, why not create versions which actually work in the way moi wants them to work? She DOES NOT want the latest version of Internet Explorer... it sucks big time!!! and has tons o’ features this Big Cat does not want!!! does not care about!!! Plus, it has all this intrusive crap which is really none of their or anyone else’s damn business.
Now, her reliable Firefox is no longer reliable. Why not just go to Firefox? Well, you can’t format on Blogger worth a big fat damn, that’s one reason. And, since this Big Cat girl does lots of blogging... well, big ole problem there.
And, oh snarling yeah... moi just adores spending her valuable time trying to work out all these stupid cyber problems, which, in her opinion, should not be going on. Certainly not at the level they are. The point of the Internet for most of us is convenience, not learning how to be tech savvy and spending all our time doing it and maintaining it... downloading this, that, and every latest version. Forget about it!
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FINALLY!!! The Kougar has met with success, but lost all her linkies. Looks like the info from Internet Explorer, cookies, etc. did a bad trip on the Firefox Browser. But finally, after, at least, ten tries at this that and the other, including... oh never meow mind... moi finally figured it was corrupted by importing from IE. Yep, that solved it. Firefox is back and browsing.
A victory for this kitty kat.
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Authoress news and mews ~

Yippee! Join us at the HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog. Gem Sivad, author of INTIMATE STRANGERS and the ‘coming soon’ WOLF’S TENDER from Liquid Silver Books, is guest blogging on Wednesday, September 2nd, about being a Western Romance author ~ How to Make Unpalatable Historical Facts Into Romance…
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Dorchester/Textnovel contest ~

CURSES WERE STRANGE BEASTS
~ Chronicles of an Earth-bound Goddess ~

CHAPTER TWELVE ~ Slide Down That Zipper

Keziah decided there was something perfectly aggravating about Thunder-Force Man. She wondered if he was being manipulated by a rival goddess to be a thorn permanently and painfully stuck in her flesh.
Oh no, she sarcastically sang in her head, her Curse wasn’t enough. Closing one eye, she scanned for the glow of ether puppet strings. Nothing.
“Whatever.” Dismissively, she averted her gaze. “Since I’m slumming and you insist, I’ll be a good little girl for awhile.”
“Come on, doll face. I’ll parade you around in front of the guys. It’s my last night at the precinct. Might as well go out in grand style.”

More... http://textnovel.com/home.php ~
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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 248 ~

Sylva felt her cheeks flame. She should have known it was different here. After ducking her head and sneaking a peek at Zeke, who appeared to be in control of the situation with Ranson, she unrolled what Marina had given her. It turned out to be a screen-like menu. “Just touch any of the selections. The details will appear,” Marina politely explained. “Potatoes are always good.” Sylva spoke just to say anything. Experimentally, she touched ‘Fluff Potatoes with Roasted Parsnips’. The explanation and ingredients of the dish appeared. “Oh cool, it’s like colored liquid that forms into images and words.”

Zeke seared his gaze at Ranson, wanting only the truth. “Within the past three months. Your bride was their first hit. How do I know?” Ranson asked Zeke’s next question. His brows arched over his ice blue eyes, he continued, “Insider information. Friend of mine was serving dinner to three of the SCs, as we call them. They were touting their success and discussing how to verify your wife’s special abilities.” Zeke went dead cold in his gut. “Verify?” he asked. “Sorry, Zeke, don’t know the details. They are planning on using their own extra talented spies to watch her.”
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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 ~ 246 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ http://passionateink.org/forum ~
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HAPPILY EVER AFTER blog ~
Monday ~ Courtney Braizille ~ Guest blogger ~ Setting
Sunday ~ Guest Blogger ~ Jane Beckenham ~ LET’S GET IN THE MOOD FOR LOVE
Saturday ~ Guest Blogger ~ New Zealand author, Jane Beckenham ~ SHAKING UP THE SHEIKHS AND WHAT MAKES THEM LOVEABLE REALLY
Thursday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ World Building a Room in Romance
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THE PINK BLOG ~ THE HEROINE’S HAVE ARRIVED !!! ~
Monday ~ Danielle blogs ~ The Change ~ how our heroines change during the story.
Saturday ~ Linda Blanche ~ A Determined Woman
Friday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Sheriff Kalypso Sun Wing ~ Last Words, Maybe
Thursday ~ Cheryl Pierson ~ The Heroine’s Backstory – How Much Do I tell?
Wednesday ~ Joanna Waugh ~ Heroic Womanhood
Tuesday ~ Celia Yeary blogs ~ My Heroine ~ Come read this hero’s view of his heroine.
Moi’s comment mew-sings ~
Ah, Ricardo, you are the man. And you express your admiration and love for your Cynthia in such a masculine and beautiful way. I am in awe of your penning prowess.
I must confess, though, the men whose stories I write would have fallen in love with Starr.
However, as is the way of life upon this wonderful spinning world, we all choose to our own pleasure and satisfaction. And so it is now.
May love always be yours.
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SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS blog ~
Tuesday ~ the Kougar blogs ~ Roaring Arghhh... the Computer Age
Monday ~ Francesca blogs ~ Secret Lives of EC authors
Friday ~ Serena blogs about what she likes in the blogs she reads... what about you?
Wednesday ~ Crystal blogs ~ Promo: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story the Kougar blogs ~ Who Rescues Sleeping Beauty? ~ 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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HATE!!! > DTV> it’s a ripoff.
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Have a Happy End of Summer...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Sorta victory smooch from the Kougar...

Neon Pink Sun, Golden Orange Moon

Oh, my Loveliest Big Kittens, the setting sun was the most amazing and dreamy shade of neon pink above a deep muted indigo cloud bank, and nearly looked like the moon. The Kougar later learned this was due to the smoke from the Flint Hill fires in Kansas, intentionally set to prepare the land for new planting.
Then, not five minutes later moi looked out her kitchen window, spying the golden-orange hanging moon, nearly full. Another incredibly gorgeous site.

Tomorrow, Wednesday, the Kougar will be blogging at Happily Ever After about the rise of Western Erotic Romance on the ebook/small print publishing scene. To do the topic justice would take several pages, so this blog will be only a slice of that yummy-cowboys’ subgenre pie, and will feature an excerpt from Gem Sivad’s INTIMATE STRANGERS.

And meowing-of... the Kougaress is nearing the marathon finish of her western contemporary shifter/fantasy ~ Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ then on to the deep dark cave of edits for HER INSATIABLE DARK HEROES.

Here’s an action claw-snippet from Stallion of Ash and Flame ~

Boom! Boom! Boom! The Sheriff unloaded his revolver, then opened his SUV door snatching out a rifle. Trail launched forward, yelling, “Get help! Get help, he’s got a rifle.”
Pork Belly stumbled backwards, as if he snapped out of a mesmerized state. Seeing Trail race toward him, he jerked the rifle up, aiming. A split second later, Trail dived. Striking the rifle barrel with his forearm, he smashed his full body weight against the Sheriff’s chest and gut, knocking the wind out of him.
Pork Belly grunted, the rifle clattering on the pavement. Trail stepped back just far enough to deliver a cruel blow to the Sheriff’s testicles with one knee. Cursing like a mad man Pork Belly grabbed for his nuts, stretching his arms over his prominent gut. Trail landed a vicious uppercut to his jaw, and as he rocked back, partially collapsing against the SUV, he shot his fist into the Sheriff Colgan’s solar plexus.
Pork Belly crumpled, sliding down the slick exterior of his SUV. Moving back, Trail watched him hit the ground like a giant sack of grain.
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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 101 ~

Sylva followed the dancing whirls and moves of the twenty or so couples, who looked like they’d stepped out the pages of Glamor magazine, that is if it had been around in the Old West. Enchanted, she watched quietly, and decided she wouldn’t make a fool of herself on the beautifully gleaming dance floor. Several of the women wore gowns similar to hers, although from what she could tell their use of makeup was more flashy-exotic. “You don’t have race problems here, do you?” Amazed and pleased by the ethnic diversity, especially the women, she stared. “Race problems?” he asked.

Zeke pondered on what she’d meant while beholding her splendid beauty. Her red-golden hair flowed and waved over her bare creamy shoulders and bosom, increasing the pleasure of his holstered cock. At least, she hadn’t been disappointed. He stroked a heavy strand of her hair back. “Tension between the different ethnic groups,” she answered. Her gaze met his, the sky-colored purity of her eyes trembled his soul. “Oh,” he spoke as dawn blinded him, “you mean The Troubles. That ended about a hundred years ago, once the importance of global trade was established. It became fashionable to enjoy other cultures.”
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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 ~ 100 ~ 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 ~
Tuesday ~ Koko ranted about ebook piracy.
Monday ~ Lindsay posted an exquisite blog about the romance of names.
Friday ~ Bekki talked about her new writing project... cool!
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Pink sun kisses from the Kougar...

Intimate Strangers

Lovely evening, my Sassy Big Cats, if you’re a fan of Western erotic romance, or maybe you’re just more darn curious than a cat, run with a springing stride to check out INTIMATE STRANGERS by Gem Sivad. Gem’s novel is about to be released, actually on March 30.
You can see a preview at these three places ~
ONE: the Liquid Silver SEx blog titled ~ How Come Good Girls Love Tough Guys ~
TWO: the Liquid Silver Forum, the Books Coming Soon thread ~
THREE: ~ http://gemsivadauthor.blogspot.com ~
The Kougar adores the excerpt Gem has at the forum, and, as you can glimpse, the cover art is beautifully powerful and nostalgic. Gem also has a free download of the prologue, The Journal of Lucy Quince ~ a definite roar of recommended reading from this western-genre loving Mountain Lioness.
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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 84 ~

Sylva marveled at his ability to the tighten the gown perfectly. “When,” she called back to him. With a gentle firmness he tied the lacings. “Where did you learn that skill?” she asked. “Never mind.” He chuckled deeply. “Mostly on my sister. She made me practice, since mother or one the help wasn’t always around when she wanted to play dress-up. Once it finally knocked my into skull like a lightning bolt, that it could be a real useful skill, I never complained again about helping her.” He smoothed his palms over her bare shoulders possessively. His warm lips followed.

Zeke tasted his woman with languid kisses. The silky feminine heat of her flesh ignited his loins, straightening his cock. When she leaned back against him, he trailed his kisses up the side of her neck, then nibbled her tiny earlobe. She whimpered, wanting more. Teasing her delicate lobe, he inhaled her musky juices like a stud. Slipping his hands beneath her breasts, he cupped, brushing his thumbs over the bare swells of her bosom. “Oh, what you do to me,” she rasped. Soft as fine cotton, she covered his hand. Gently Zeke gripped her earlobe with his teeth, tugging.
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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 ~ 83 ~ 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 ~
Friday, Sara posted about a non-traditional Happy Ending.
Wednesday, Kadian penned a serious blog about the practice of college hazing.
Tuesday ~ The Romance of the Unicorn for St. Patrick’s Day ~ by the Kougar
Monday, Bekki wrote a great bloggie article about ways to keep selling your small print/ebook.
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For the next part of the Never-Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~

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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. Let every VOICE be heard! NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Intimate, but strange smooch from the Kougar...

Western Flash and Swing

Yep, my lovely Cowgirl and Cowboy Big Cats, swing on over to Flash Fiction Sunday at the Liquid Silver SEx blog for some western lovin’ and kissin’. Gem Sivad, new author with Liquid Silver, will be hosting ~ and the Kougar, once she cracks an eye open, downs some hot chocolate in a dirty mug ~ will join in, her own pistol flashin’ out a hundreds words.

However, since this kitty girl is not feeling up to par today... adios, muchachos Big KitKats ~
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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 56 ~

Sylva felt as if one weight had been lifted from her. “Is that dinner arriving?” she asked, nodding in the direction of the door. “Should be, darlin’.” She watched him drape the gown over the settee. Taking up both her hands, he grazed kisses over her knuckles. “Be right back,” he continued, grinning affectionately. “Look around, Sylva. Pull out the gowns that catch your eye.” She nodded, noting the sudden fierce glints in his eyes. Wondering at them, she waited until he left the dressing room, and followed. She knew he’d wanted her to remain inside. Why? She peeked out.

Zeke felt his bride’s gaze trained on his back as he slid his pistol out of his hanging holster belt, then moved toward the door. He hadn’t wanted to frighten her. In his world it was always wise for a man to have his gun loaded and ready. There were hombres who would steal her for their own despicable use, or as their bride. And there were the few no-goods who were always on the lookout to steal a man’s property, then leave him dead if they were ornery enough. Since the revolution every man and woman practiced with firearms.
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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 ~ 55 ~ 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 ~
Friday, Francesca has posted an adorable bloggie ~ The Bulls Would Be Furious ~ Tuesday, Kadian wrote a great blog about how to use music as a writer. On Monday Jude presented a loving poignant tribute to her late husband which had this gal kat in tears.
For the next part of the Never Ending Story ~ http://judahraine.blogspot.com ~
Volcano’s Angelic Forecast for this week ~ http://sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
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NOTE: NO, BLOGGER, YOU HAVE NOT SOLVED MY PROBLEM. OH, YES, THE ‘I ACCEPT’ BUTTON NOW SHOWS. BUT I COULD CLICK THAT SUCKER FROM NOW UNTIL SUNUP AND IT WOULD NEVER ‘CLICK’ THROUGH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Let FREEDOM ring. NO! Internet Two. Resistance is victory.
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Happy Age of Aquarius
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Guns ablazin’ smooch from the Kougar...