Snake in the Glass

Maowww-evening, my Big Fierce Cats, this evening the Kougar read her ATIV buddy’s short story, SNAKE IN THE GLASS, in issue #7 of the fantasy ezine, Beneath Ceaseless Skies ~ a gorgeous fantastical site to simply enjoy.

Pat or P.E. Cunningham has written a wonderful witch and mage story, which is both entertaining and transforming. While this tale originated as a take off on ‘snake in the grass’, it far surpasses that beginning and soars with Pat’s intriguing and magical imagination. The story also works because of Pat’s attention to detail and her evocative style of writing, in this KitKat’s humble-rumble opinion.
Moi is very often not a fan of short stories, yowl-truthfully. Pat’s short story IS the exception.
So, a Kougar pat of exceptionally well down on the Pat’s back. And a big purring thank you.
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FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Claw snippet from the menage’ WIP ~ Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ coming from Siren-BookStrand ~

“We should talk with Zotorro, get his intuition.” Enjoying how she perched more comfortably on his lap, Zion handed Wendy a bowl, then retrieved his. “Hey, do you remember when little brother read the depraved mind of Spooky Spider, after Zent throttled him into unconsciousness?”
Zavier loosed a brief chuckle. “Yeah, we all kept dodging his shooting webs, and got sticky-slimed anyway.”
“Until we bammed into him enough times and finally knocked him over.” Zion swallowed a huge bite of stew, one eye on Wendy to make certain she ate. “What if Zotorro could read the gray bio machine’s programming before he repairs?”
“Good idea.” Hearing the contact tone, Zavier nodded toward the other screen. “After I talk with the Mayor, emergency notwithstanding, I’ll find out what Zotorro believes he can do.”
“I’ll flame the gray bastard again, if he repairs,” Wendy volunteered, too eagerly.
“That’s my SlashFlame Kitten.” Zion raised his bowl, and grinned.
“It seems I’m good for more than your sexual preferences.” She sliced her gaze at him, her meaning obvious.
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Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 13 ~

Sylva felt herself pulled upwards in a gentlemanly manner. Tempted to use her own skill to flip him into the mud puddle, she decided his impressive reflexes would take her down with him. Keeping her muddy hand, he drilled his gaze down to her soul, then used the rope to force her closer. The brilliant glints in his eyes had her wondering what color his eyes were. Damn it to hell, she should knee him in his arrogant, okay, handsome groin, and make a run for it in her *tip me over* heels. “Planning to hogtie me, whoever you are?”

Zeke had never felt so savage for a woman. He didn’t think it was because she now belonged to him. Her womanly fragrance, like warm honey and blooming sage, filled him up more than a prime steak dinner. Her face was what a man dreamed about when he rode the land for days at a time, lonely. Her lips were made for a man’s pleasure. Her hair tumbled beautifully. His bride wasn’t from around these parts if she didn’t know him, for damn sky certain. “Zeke Dhurago Vintorr, from the ranch, Sunrise Two Rivers.” He jerked her flat against him.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...
Part 8 ~ see Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two
Part 9 ~ see The Wind’s Cold Howl...
Part 10 ~ see Good Roaring News!
Part 11 ~ see The Dark Wizard of Machines
Part 12 ~ see Blue Gold ~ Back to Egypt

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Kiss to P.E. Cunningham from the Kougar...

Blue Gold ~ Back to Egypt

My Bast Kittens, here’s a new mewing *Back to Egypt* read for you. Today, the Kougar had a fun and fascinating chat time on the Siren-BookStrand loop in celebration of romance author, Lindsay Townsend’s latest release ~ BLUE GOLD ~
And! The Kougar’s Serial Flash in Two Hundred continues this evening...and, yes, roar and tail-soar, a claw snippet from Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ all below...
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Blue Gold
By: Lindsay Townsend
Categories: Historical Historical Mainstream ROMANCE
Word Count: 124,400
Heat Level: SENSUAL
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.

Blurb ~

Ancient Egypt, 1560 B.C.

Ruling Upper Egypt from Thebes, Pharaoh Sekenenre has many enemies. Aweserre, whose grandfather seized the crown of Lower Egypt. Kamose and Ahhotpe, his son and daughter, who plot to rule in his place. And, most dangerous, the storm-god Set.

It is a time of famine. To prosper a man must be civilized and ruthless. Ramose, priest and Vizier, is all of these. Kasa, a farmer, must learn to be like him to survive. Neith, wife of Ramose, is driven, first to drink, then to courage. Hathor, who killed her son, finds love, desertion, then a second chance at love. Tiyi, the gentle masseuse, is desired by many, but desires only one.

Watched by the gods of Egypt, the conflict reaches its climax in war. The pyramids, a thousand years old when the story begins, play a crucial part.

Behind all is the God Set, with his question: 'What am I?'

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"The God Set or Seth in ancient Egyptian mythology is a mystery, represented by a strange animal. In 'Blue Gold' I set out to explore this mystery in the most direct and exciting way I could. And I've always loved the pyramids!" ~ Lindsay
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FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Claw snippet from the menage’ WIP ~ Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ coming from Siren-BookStrand ~

He smiled, padding closer. He intended to train Wendy in the use of their battle weapons and vehicles, once she was trained to his sex preferences, and to his mastery. She’d adored the rush of riding behind him on his powered-up motorcycle and in his sleek speed-improved car. He’d never admitted it to her, but he’d made some improvements just for her. Just to see the wild enthusiasm on her face when her eyes would glow, the golden lights in them flaring magically. Just to be with her. Despite Zotorro and Zavier.
Wendy had always encouraged him in his skill with machines. Donkey-kick-in-the-ass yes, she’d also warned him repeatedly to be careful. Not that he’d listened a whole lot, except to keep her and others safe.
Rounding the curved entrance into the kitchen, he halted in mid-step, then swiftly took several steps back where he could watch unobserved. Zent wasn’t just cooking up stew, he was cooking his cock inside Wendy, forking her at an agonizingly slow pace. He knew why. Wendy wanted it that way. Her face ethereally gleamed with pleasure. And she’d opened her kwim hole fully to his brother’s penetrating rod.
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Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 12 ~

Sylva figured she wasn’t going anywhere yet, given the way he handled a rope. Not only that, she had no clue where the crap she’d ended up. Where was a cop when you needed one? “Looks like you’ve made friends with a mud puddle, little lady. Give me your hand and I’ll help you up.” He stretched a lean, long-fingered hand down to her, yet kept the rope tight. What? Was he going to hogtie her next, if she didn’t? She blinked, the timbre of his voice registering. Molten and smoky, with a smooth twang that melted a woman’s sexiest insides.

Zeke ached to her know her name. However, his beautiful little filly didn’t appear to appreciate his husbandly claim of her. Yet. He aimed to convince her right quick about what he had to offer. If she’d arrived to meet another man, she was plumb in luck he’d found her first. “Hope you like mud, Mr. Cowboy.” Rebellion glinting in her eyes, she clasped his hand with her mud-covered, but dainty palm. Given it was the one she would have used, he smiled. Besides, by sweet heaven, if she wanted to play rough and untamed as sin, he’d oblige her.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...
Part 8 ~ see Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two
Part 9 ~ see The Wind’s Cold Howl...
Part 10 ~ see Good Roaring News!
Part 11 ~ see The Dark Wizard of Machines

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Blue Gold kisses from the Kougar...

The Dark Wizard of Machines

Good late evening, my Big Lovely Cats, the above is the title for the next chapter the Kougar will be paw-penning for her current WIP ~ Her Insatiable Dark Heroes, once known as The Special Secret Project ~ contracted by Siren-BookStrand ~ and now about 63,000 words.
Tomorrow, at Title Magic, the Kougar Kat will make another official announcement about the release date for MURDER BY HAIR SPRAY IN GARDENIA, NEW ATLANTIS ~ January 15, 2009 ~ from Siren-BookStrand ~ a cool promo presentation she came up with today...meow and claw-pow!
And roaring-wow, did you see the Superstars of Dance...well, this Kitkat missed the first half hour writing a steamy sex scene...but an absolutely phantasm-amazing display, especially the lone dancer from down under, Australia...and he isn’t even the Kougar’s type. Nevertheless, he owned the stage with his talent, his skill, his charisma as a dancer, and his sheer magnificent ability to dance.
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FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 11 ~

Sylva didn’t move for a few moments, paralyzed with shock. Outrage flared through her, quick as a wildfire, and she screamed. The instant she reached up to remove the rope it tightened enough to stop her. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” She used her fiercest *don’t mess with me* voice. Whipping around, she saw him swing a leg over the saddle horn, then dismount in one unbelievable motion, all while keeping the rope taut. “And where the hell am I?” Good Lord, his lean defined muscles looked like living bands of steel as he moved toward her.

Zeke felt his belly somersault with pure celebration as he kept her lassoed. She was far more than he’d expected, even with her loud rude talk. Damn, she’d be a little scratching wildcat in their marital relations with that *come get me* attitude. Lifting one corner of his mouth in a grin, he approached. He’d had women all soft and willing. He’d had ‘em ferocious for what he could deliver. He liked both. He wanted both. He was surely fond of her spirit, even if it meant throwing her over his lap and tanning her bottom to teach her lesson.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...
Part 8 ~ see Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two
Part 9 ~ see The Wind’s Cold Howl...
Part 10 ~ see Good Roaring News!

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Lasso a kiss from the Kougar...

Good Roaring News!

Good roaring news and ensuing mews, my Big Beautiful Cats, the Kougar has a release date for MURDER BY HAIR SPRAY IN GARDENIA, NEW ATLANTIS ~ a tail-happy swinging and yowling ta-da ~ January 15, 2009, Thursday ~ at Siren-BookStrand.

Okay, the Kougaress is a gargantuan sucker for dance. Good dance. Soooo...despite it being on TV, moi more than reveled in the newest dance show on the beleaguered NBC, Super Stars of Dance. Sad tail, my Big Kittens, moi missed the first ten minutes...but my-oh-meow-my, the American couple who danced what they called, Cabaret style, was exquisite, powerful and truly amazing.
And, mew-oops and ready to tail cuddle, did any other Big Cat see that gorgeous Tango man...and moi means utterly spectacularly gorgeous. Not only does he look divinely handsome, but he dances as super-hot divinely. Rrroarrrr...!!!
Of course, the monks were beyond fierce and sublime with an agility and athleticism surpassing stupendous.

The gorgeous cosmic pic above was featured on Coast-to-Coast am ~

The last night of 2008 was awesome. The Moon, Venus, Jupiter, and Mercury hung low in the western sky surrounded by a beautiful sunset in northern California. The central valley was engulfed by a layer of fog, adding a surreal look to the moment.

--Keith Breazeal

Here’s the new link for the Happily Ever After blog ~ due to technical difficulties the previous link no longer works.

FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 10 ~

Sylva fastened her gaze on the whirling rope, a whoosh of sound cutting through the air. Maybe he was a champion roper with a skill that good. As she began to rise, her hand sank deeper in the mud. “No,” she moaned. The cowboy’s horse stopped in front of her, not thirty feet away. Realizing she showed too much, Sylva smoothed her skirt down with her other hand. Now what? If she tried to get up, she would be even muddier. Sighing with resignation, she twisted...suddenly she felt the rope settle around her shoulders, bite into her bare skin.

Zeke kept his lariat smooth and easy, aiming his gaze toward her face. He wanted to see her beautiful features more clearly, and glimpse her eyes on him before he claimed her as his bride. Unless she wore another man’s mark. But what man let his woman out by herself on this night? The more he saw of her, even as she flattened her stiff skirt, the more he blazed like a stallion for her. She had the most adorable curves he’d ever witnessed on a woman. With focused ease, Zeke sailed the loop toward her, certain of his capture.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...
Part 8 ~ see Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two
Part 9 ~ see The Wind’s Cold Howl...

Plus, yes! The Special Secret Project ~ titled, Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ is just a little over two chapters away from completion.

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Hair Spray big smooch from the Kougar...

The Wind’s Cold Howl...

The wind’s cold howl, my Big Kittens, blasts across the tame prairie after a lovely warm day in the mid sixties. This makes, at least, three years of roller coaster weather all year round. But, naw and hiss, the weather patterns on Earth aren’t changing. There is no ice age or tropical moderate age around the corner for us little Earthlings.
And meow-by-the-way, Father Sun is the quietest he’s been for a very long time. No sunspot activity detected at all. Cosmic hibernation?
Earlier, the planet of love, Venus, shone with exquisite enormous brilliance through the Kougar’s back fave window. The romance year of two with Venus large and luminous in the night sky...harken, what a great and grand chance for the many splendors of love and romance.

FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

A claw snippet from The Special Secret Project ~

She huffed several breaths, then acquiesced, heading for him. “Only because you helped bring my stuff and my costumes.” Sitting beside him, she ran her gaze over his features. “And because you’re so helpless looking.”
“Helpless looking,” he mock protested. Seductively palming the back of her head he brought her mouth close to his.
“Exhausted,” she murmured, her eyelids half closing.
“You’ll be helping us all, Wendy, if you kiss me.”
“How’s that?”
“I’ll be revived.” He pressed his lips against hers, a feather’s touch. “I’ll be able to cook up a big meal, feed us all.”
“Is that so?” The warm puffs of her breath tantalized his mouth.
“That’s so.” He seized her mouth, a sensual capturing of the shape, the plush textures of her lips. He kissed her slowly and thoroughly, then with a sudden blaze of hunger from the pit of his stomach. Wrapping his arm around her, he rolled her beside him. Their mouths clung, and began playing a passionate game of chase and tag.
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Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 9 ~

Sylva stared at the slow approach of a man on horseback. The luminous glare of lights spilling into the darkness revealed his chiseled lean features beneath the cocky set of his cowboy hat. Had she somehow been transported to a movie set? When he lifted a rope, then began twirling it above his head in ever-widening circles, she glanced all around looking for a calf, or an escaped horse ~ all while the theme from Rawhide played in her head. She wondered if she was in any danger. Should she stay put, or get up quick as she could, and run?

Zeke ran his gaze up the woman’s shapely legs covered by saloon dancer hose. The full swell of her hips were revealed by her flipped up skirt. Never more grateful for a pool of light, he stared at the daring display of her bosom, plump creamy mounds that begged for his hands, his lips, his face buried between them. She wasn’t shy about showing them. He surely liked that. As his cock sprang to life and demanded to be unholstered, he lifted his lariat, swinging it above his head. Rapidly flicking his glance around, he saw no competitors for her.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...
Part 8 ~ see Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

The kiss of romance from the Kougar...

Winter in Blue & the New Year of Two

Yep. Big Beautiful Cats, the second day is ending in the New Year of Two, 2009 ~ 2+0+0+9 = 11 ~ 1+1 = 2 ~ in the science and art of numerology. Here is a promo the Kougar wrote for the bash at the Siren-BookStrand chat loop. Then, just for the Big Cool Cats, the continuation of moi’s Serial Flash ~ Happy New Year... on another Earth, Part 8 ~

WINTER IN BLUE & THE YEAR OF TWO

Hi everyone, 2009 is considered to be the Year of Two in the world of numerology. The number TWO is love, companionship ~ this year is about couples coming together to care for each other and to love each other from their hearts and souls. This year is all about romance in all its many-splendored expressions.
This is also a time to join forces with each other to achieve our life dreams, as we are all doing today. Working together, during this year, will bring about the most satisfaction and success.

Since my OtherRealm, erotic romance novella *** ALL SHADES OF BLUE PARADISE *** does not celebrate the holidays as we do here, I thought I’d write a winter courtship scene ten years prior to when the story begins. Yes, it’s all about romance in it’s purest form as Sher and Zag fall in love.

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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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Winter in Blue

The Courtship of Sher and Zag ~
A prequel scene to ALL SHADES OF BLUE PARADISE ~

He rode beside her, Zag, the Baron, astride one of his winter steeds, a silvery gray stallion of majestic stature. Lady Sheridan glowed, a giddy excitement. Her heart winged toward him, the flight of a dove toward its mate. For a moment she closed her eyes, and hoped with all her being that his heart soared toward her. He’d spoken so. Just two days past. Two days of dreaming about him night and day. Of walking on a floor of air as she remembered the emerald smolder of his eyes only for her, as she remembered the fierce passion of his features before he had sealed her lips with a kiss that had been a silken blaze of pleasure over every inch of her flesh.
Goddess of the Blue Flame, she recalled his every word of love.
For two days now, she told herself to stop acting like a lust-wild virgin beneath the full blue pearl moon.
Yet, did she dare hope? Given his stud-formidable reputation with women, lots of women, could she afford to give her heart? His erotic talents and trysts were well-known throughout the kingdom. Still, in truth, she’d heard no woman claim his love as hers.
Shades of pale blue shimmered, a glaze over the deep blanket of snow on the mountain plateau, where she often trained her horses for competition. The cold air of winter only tickled her nose as bluefire raced through her veins. She listened to the snow-crunch of their horses’ hooves echo softly as they sedately traveled the scenic path. Blue-sky wishes, she wished her heart would quit fluttering, a fast-winging bird in her chest.
The frigid stillness around them, seemed as companionable as the silence between them now. She’d swiftly discovered being with him didn’t require the silly art of playing coy, of always engaging his attention.
“Sher.” His purring tone, so like a golden cougar, warmed her skin to honey. Clasping her gloved hand in his, he brought them to a halt. “Mother is throwing one of her extravagant balls for Father’s top business associates. Would you attend with me?”
His formal tone soared her insides, yet shattered her composure. This invitation to the Baroness’s high profile event was a step toward becoming engaged.
“Yes.” The icy mist of her breath met the mist of his.
“Sher, you have become my heart.”
Subtly, he squeezed her hand, his gaze a glisten of fire. Lifting her hand beneath his lips, he caught the edge of her glove with his teeth. Almost fiercely, he tugged, exposing a sliver of bare skin. With one kiss, soft yet completely potent, he seduced the underside of her wrist.
Spinning inside, she leaned toward him. Their lips collided in a searing kiss. As he claimed her mouth with a ferocity that pleased her, she moaned, inviting the play of his tongue. They dueled passionately, the swordplay of pleasure only interrupted when his stallion became impatient.
“I shall teach him better manners.” His grin wickedly teased her.
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FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 8 ~

Sylva glanced back and forth, completely bewildered. Illumined buildings that were no more than three stories, looked as if they’d been the victims of an all out war between an old west movie town and the elongated elegance of art nouveau. Not only that, horses adorned by silver-laden saddles stood at hitching posts while some manner of flying automobiles were parked on rooftops. Where in the freaking hell was she? Swivelling her head in slow motion, she nursed the hope she’d wake up at any moment. Even the music sounded like a strange mix of honky tonk and a waltz.

Zeke fingered his lariat as he urged Smoky forward. From what he could tell, the Diamond Flame had the most action. The piano-tinkly, fiddle-swinging music streamed toward him and the most expensive air cars packed the rooftop. A glint of light caught his eye. Instantly he focused on the center of Main Street, one hand ready to draw his pistol. He blinked, blinked again, an attempt to clear his vision, though it was as clear as a hunting hoot owl. The woman sat in middle of the street as if she’d fallen. Probably those strange ankle-breaking shoes were to blame.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year
Part 7 ~ see Tomorrow... Happily Ever After...

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Winter blue kiss from the Kougar...

Tomorrow ~ Happily Ever After...

Tomorrow, my Big Beautiful Kittens, the Happily Ever After blog ~ the Kougar’s romance blog in partnership with her special author friends launches. Introductions will be featured. If man/woman love stories are your thing, this may be the blog for you to find the books that will warm your cockles and your heart.

FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~

A claw snippet from The Special Secret Project ~

“One of Mowzolin’s lieutenants, probably.” Zent felt his brow furrow while rage spiked through him. “I’m going to be having nightmares about floods and endless torrents of water forever.”
“Oh gee, is this where I say, drown yourself in me, instead, oh big wonderful Dark Superhero? Oh flick that big fishing rod into my hot silky water.” She paused, folding her arms tighter. “Never mind.”
“Yes.” Lifting her higher, Zent nuzzled the center of her ear. “Yes, say it,” he demanded.
“I already did.”
“Say it for real.”
She flashed a ferocious little frown at him. “I will not.”
“You know you want to,” he crooned near her ear, in the very manner he knew would draw her claws.
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Happy New Year... on another Earth

Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~

Part 7 ~

Sylva froze in terror, the scream in her throat failing to pass her lips. Desperately, as time slowed around her, she looked for a way to escape becoming a bloody broken *okay,sexily-dressed* pancake. The headlights glared like devil’s eyes. The grill suddenly reminded her of a dragon’s face. When a blast of light struck her, then formed into a mirror-bright circle, Sylva dived toward it, not knowing what else to do. The first thing she noticed ~ she’d landed on her butt in a shallow mud puddle. Then she noticed, the air smelled heavenly despite the drift of fresh horse manure.

Zeke reined Smoky down to a slow trot at the edge of town. With excitement charging through him like a bull, he scanned both sides of Main Street, looking for the rowdiest celebration. A woman wanting marriage would be making herself available there tonight. He hadn’t confided in anyone. No, he’d cherished the notion he’d have his pick of fillies without the two local women who chased after him, scaring any newcomer away. As a shooting star appeared, he halted Smoky, taking in the celestial beauty and making his wish for a woman he could love with his whole heart.
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TO BE CONTINUED...
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Part 1 ~ see Happy New Year... on another Earth
Part 2 ~ see Purple Squirrel & Happy New Year... Part 2 ~
Part 3 ~ see Bound by Gold Ribbon... New Year’s Day, 2013
Part 4 ~ see Monday, oh the madness...
Part 5 ~ see Remembering... Happy New Year, Part 5 ~
Part 6 ~ see bash, crash and cash... Ring in the New Year

HAPPY NEW YEAR ~
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Big happily ever after kiss from the Kougar...