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Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION. Early December howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. Isn't that a gorgeous Celtic-inspired image? Well, once upon a time, during the age of the Atlantean colonization--that is, after the fall of the Great Atlantis civilization because of a series of catastrophes and catastrophic wars... when the Tuatha Dé Danann, one powerful sect of Atlantean magicians... when they arrived in Ireland, many of the women had white stags as pets, and as protector animals. These psychically powerful women would ride about the splendid lands on their magnificent elegant beasts. At that time, telepathy was common between humans and their most beloved pets. As well, there was an art to breeding beautiful and intelligent companion animals. Domestication as it evolved later, was never part of Atlantis culture. Can you imagine this pleasure? Prancing, galloping across the emerald isle while astride your own white stag?
*** Okay, my authorly endeavors are still suffering. I've made a little progress. Why so little? I am still putting out numerous, what I am now calling 'brushfires' in my life, and more just keep popping up--for several months now... big, very big sighs. One of the latest 'brushfires' is the squirrel invasion of my attic. Okay, there have been squirrels in the past. One was a very nice squirrel who rarely made noise and would curl up above me when I went to bed. I suppose for the warmth. However, the latest batch are rambunctious, noisy, destructive. It used to be I could chase the naughty ones out when I banged the attic, spring-loaded door. Nope, not these latest bad critters. They just wait it out, and continue their rampage through my attic when they think it's safe. Now, of course, I don't want to harm these squirrels, no matter how pesky. I just WANT them out of my attic. After all, there are numerous large trees--perfect for squirrel nests, many of them occupied, yes. But there's plenty of good places outside to build a comfy cozy nest, and lots of good building materials. To chase these stubborn squirrels out, I've tried several methods. Okay, they don't like incense. So I burn sticks near ventilation openings. It hasn't been enough to solve the problem though. I read that squirrels don't like peppermint. I've tried spraying, and placing peppermint-oil saturated cotton balls in the attic, which does seem to work for awhile. These long-tailed, furry little monsters are so loud, tumbling about I can't sleep. So, I've done battle, shouting at them...I even purchased one of those piercing loud party horns... hurts my ears, I can tell ya ... yeah, this battle is so not fun when you trying to get some sleep. When you need sleep. And, while the terrible horn noise does get their attention, and the little beasts quit tormenting me for awhile... but oh no, they don't leave. I'm forced to hear their tromping-about antics, their destructive scratching and chewing. I think they're dropping and playing with nuts, too. Well, two days ago I discovered why these squirrel pests refuse to leave. They've built a nest inside the overhang from the roof, yep, right next to my bedroom. So, risking life and limb I got on a step ladder and shoved a couple of peppermint-oil swathes of cotton into the nest. That stopped them for almost a day...that and the incense I keep burning... well, to sum up for now, today, instead of risking a nasty fall, I used a squirt bottle to spray peppermint-infused water beneath their nest... we'll see...
Yes, LOVE to everyone from everyone in Wolf Peak Territory.
A most wonderful time of feasting, and a plethora of celebrations happened in the Peak. Given the various multi-cultures, and the many spiritual traditions, the festivities will continue throughout the Autumn days--absolutely enjoyed by All, of course.
The dog shapeshifters of Wolf Peak gather together, and dress up to entertain the children. This is a real favorite every year.
Being with loved ones...feasting, talking, hugging...that is most treasured by ALL in Wolf Peak Territory.
Note: I had planned to finish a flash scene for Thanksgiving Day. As usual, I didn't get that accomplished. No time, and my energy ran out. ~sighs~ I am hoping I can finish it, anyway.
The Beast Horsemanship Games Have Begun In Wolf Peak Territory. Only the best of the best compete.
Autumn howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.
I had planned to do a *Halloween Celebration In Wolf Peak Territory* post... however, the stars did not align for a whole variety of mundane and crazy reasons. Thus, that All Hallow's Eve opportunity escaped--gone with whipping ice crystal winds that attacked my tame prairie. That was wild.
Yep, the cold Polar Arctic temps, and a mere 9 degrees just a few days ago. It was horrible. Fortunately, we had enough warmth, even though, I haven't finished winterizing yet. And, thank the Divine, it is warming up again.
Hey, I even began writing a flash scene around the idea of All Hallow's Eve. This dark magician scene takes place in another realm, but ends up in Wolf Peak--unfortunately though, due to more massive interruptions I haven't progressed very far.
So, the Beast Horsemanship Games...truth is, I've invented many a sports horsemanship game for my romance stories. I love it! Actually, I believe some of the games are inspired by my other lifetimes. And yes, like hell, I wish I could participate, really ride in these challenging tough competitions.
In the good Atlantean times, for example, there were incredible and exciting Beast Games, which the Wolf Peak Games are modeled after--only to some extent.
I had a dream once that I've never forgotten of competing with one of my Atlantean dogs, who outmaneuvered a huge snake in the immense show arena.
Of course, in those antediluvian times anyone and any animal could be resurrected, and was most often brought back to life if death occurred. I would never have sacrificed my beloved animals to such a death.
Whoever prevailed in the Games was the declared winner. This is because it wasn't a matter of life and death. It was about superior skill, intelligence, and indomitable courage. It was about superior genetics--who could breed and train the best animal companions.
And it was about the grand gamesmanship spectacle.
*Surprise Highlander Visit* howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. Ah, the Highlander, as played by Adrian Paul in the TV series--yes, THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE. I definitely fell in love with the Highlander character bigtime. I adore history and sword-wielding alpha 'immortal' Scotsman. Yeah, yeah, I know I'm not the only one. Watching the very sexy Adrian Paul in historical flashbacks was sensual heaven for me. Yes, yes, yes! a romantic novel hero in action. And right there on my little TV screen. I am eternally grateful to Adrian Paul and all those involved in producing-making that incredible series. I easily lost myself in the epic 'Highlander' fantasy. Also, to be honest, there was something extraordinarily real about the series, as if I relived other lifetimes.
Taken from the film, Highlander, Duncan MacLeod, clansman of Connor in the film also finds he is being stalked by not only other immortals trying to kill him before the time of the gathering, but also a secret society of mortals who call themselves 'The Watchers' and also seem intent on killing him but "The Watchers" observe and record and never interfere. Duncan and the other immortals can only be killed by decapitation and often live for centuries.
So, how did the *Adrian Paul* Highlander arrive in Wolf Peak Territory for a Halloween visit? An absolutely spectacular surprise, except of course to the Circle of Witches--who kept the exciting secret. The answer: because in another dimension he's real, a real immortal Highlander. In our earthly dimension his story shows up as mere entertainment, as a flat hologram. Get it? Well, the gist is that dimensional doors are quite handy, and given the Wolf Peak community is always welcoming to the Good Ones ...and there is a plethora of fantabulous eateries, shops, themed nightclubs like the Midnight Stardust Supperclub, and of course, unique sporting events ...plus there's the chance to meet with shifters of all types and stripes, with supernaturals of every mythical breed... and it's rumored Adrian Paul, the Highlander, has deep yen to ride a battle unicorn... a small herd has just made Wolf Peak Territory their home.
COME IN YOUR FAVORITE DRESS KILT... YES, THIS COSTUME EVENT WAS IN HONOR OF DUNCAN MACLEOD... AND GREAT FUN WAS HAD BY ALL
HISTORY RE-ENACTMENTS CELEBRATING THE HIGHLANDER SERIES FOLLOW... GREAT, FUN EDUCATIONAL OPPORTUNITIES FOR THE CHILDREN OF THE PEAK... FOR THE ADULTS AS WELL.. AND THE ROMANTIC COSTUMES, THE DANCING
HOW *ROMANCE NOVEL* DELICIOUS...
LOTS OF SWORD PLAY AND PRACTICE IN WOLF PEAK TERRITORY ...
Tis the Season of the Werewolf. Yep, with howling step and moon-racing pep, they arrive, along with the Peak's Circle of Witches attired in their campy witchy gear. Then, there are the fearsome but friendly vampires--appearing and disappearing--who have made the Peak home. Yes, included are many creatures of the night, the mythical beasts like the Unicorns and Pegasuses and dragons...the fairies, pixies, angels...and, of course, the ghosties and ghoulies.
Absolutely, lots of Halloween-inspired, spooktacular events happening in Wolf Peak Territory. The werewolves creep about playing tricks on everyone, and gently scaring the little ones. Of course, these beastly wolf critters also hand out yummy candy treats afterward. This has become a yearly tradition, especially in the Peak's small yet rapidly growing town of Moonrise Lake.
For the adult population of the Peak, there are OctoberFest and Halloween celebrations galore. Among the most favored are the numerous costume balls. One is the *Come As Your Favorite Werewolf Ball*...it's black tie with elegant dancing music. Quite the enjoyable contrast, indeed.
Who can be the biggest, baddest, scariest Werewolf ever, a new contest in Moonrise Lake...all for All Hallow's Eve Fun.
The latest idea for the Midnight Stardust Supperclub is the Purple Fantasy Costume Ball. A bit of a break from the more traditional Halloween festivities.
*Welcome to Autumn* howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. As I said on my Kougar Kisses blog, May Autumn Equinox 2019 usher in the best times of your life... No, I won't go into my sad ongoing saga. However, I will confess I am suffering from being unable to lose myself in my writing these days. Creativity has always been incredible important in my life. I am so constantly swamped with problems to be solved...well, forget having time to be an author. This year in Wolf Peak Territory a new tradition was begun: Wearing Your Fantasy Autumn Colors. There were celebrations and contests galore, of course. And here are some of the gorgeous costumes and scenes.
THE ANCIENT NORDIC GODS ARRIVE...
THE BELOVED CELTIC QUEENS REIGN IN WOLF PEAK
THE LION MAN ARRIVES. GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY, THEY HAVE A NEW BASE IN THE PEAK
Wearing Your Fantasy Autumn Colors, THIS IS ONE OF THE CONTEST WINNERS
DANTE, THE ALPHA WOLF LEADER OF THE PEAK, SPORTS HIS HIGHLAND WARRIOR COSTUME
AN AUTUMN EQUINOX MARRIAGE...THE COUPLE WAS SHOWERED WITH GOOD WISHES AND GIFTS FROM EVERYONE IN WOLF PEAK TERRITORY
Wearing Your Fantasy Autumn Colors, ANOTHER ONE OF THE CONTEST WINNERS