Monday, June 19, 2017

Summer of Her Golden Wolf ~ An Ongoing Flash-Scene Story



This Week In Wolf Peak Territory: Playing In the Wildflower Daisy Field ... The Cubs Are Hiding

Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION ~ 

Summer-firefly howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. 

The fireflies on the tame prairie have been absolutely magickal this year. Even during a rainshower they flew and flitted and flashed there colorful lights. The scene was surreal, a beautiful surreal that I can't quite describe. In fact, I never felt anything like it. 

So, I managed another 200 words in my flash-scene story. Included is last week's beginning scene, then the next two flashes. 

Summer of Her Golden Wolf 

I
"Where are the ghosts?" someone jokingly called out. Kassy laughed along with the rest of the group touring the Bannack, Montana ghost town. 
"Mining for gold, what else?" the guide shot back, then launched into her recitation of Bannack's gold rush history. 
Kassy trailed behind studying the old-timey tools inside the ore crushing mill. What had life been like, really? For moments eery whispers bombarded her head. As quickly, they stopped. What the...? 
Real ghosts? 
No, we live. The image of a young handsome man appeared holding an open bag of gold nuggets. 
Dumbstruck, Kassy murmured, "Gold fever never dies." 

II 
Shapeshifter, Zorzun, used his wolf nose to sniff the summer wind gently sweeping through Bannack. He sought the bold half god who had telepathically contacted Dante, the alpha werewolf leader of Wolf Peak Territory. Claiming to possess vital intel, the rogue deity finally convinced the Peak's Circle of Witches of his beneficent intention. Zorzun had been chosen as Dante's 'trusted one' to meet with Pellegro. After all, he'd previously interacted with another god dynasty on Earth. Yet instead of Pellegro's power-potent essence, Zorzun caught whiffs of the most divine female scent. The woman was human. But her lineage was rare. 

III
"Did you hear that?" A tall sexy man asked over his shoulder. He reminded Kassy of a strutting rooster—certainly with that shock of red hair. 
"What did your hear?" she asked, playing it safe. 
He faced her, a smile playing on his lips. "The whispers," he paused. His blue-gray eyes glittered...yes, supernaturally. "Whispers from those who live in our past." 
"Yes, whispers," she admitted. "But I didn't hear anything specific...until..."
"Until?" He raised a brow truly interested. 
"A vision," she hesitated, "of a miner with gold nuggets. He spoke." 
"Pardon me," he looked above her, "the wolf arrives." 

IV 

She drew him like a super-charged magnet. Zorzun forced himself to continue his casual stride toward Hendricks Mill, where the mined gold had been processed. Howl about fate's inopportune timing. Here he was on a mission, and mating excitement gnawed at him with vicious fangs. He hadn't even seen her. Not yet. Wait! Zorzun halted in his tracks, sniffing again. By the grace of Mother Shining Moon, the demigod's supernatural odor slapped his nostrils. More intriguing, the woman's scent mingled with Pellegro's. They stood together inside the ore mill. Howls, yes! Zorzun hurried his steps as fast as he dared. 

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No, I won't be participating. Not enough time, and I just can't get into FACEBOOK. It's like a big ole mental block. But, enjoy yourself with these wonderful authors. 

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Monday, June 12, 2017

Summer of Her Golden Wolf ~ A Flash-Scene Story




Summer lounging in Wolf Peak Territory

Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

June 8, 2017 

Summer-heat howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. 

So, one of my latest mundane adventures... my ten year old fridge decided not to cool that well anymore. The freezer still works well, however. Given my current circumstances and the fact that I really have no one to assist me, I ordered a small inexpensive fridge thinking I could get that sucker inside the house easily enough... well first, UPS wouldn't deliver it half-a-mile up the gate because my drive was a bit overgrown... after wrangling with that situation on the phone, I ended up calling my neighbor to find out if there was any way he could help me out. Turns out he still had his pickup, and had no problem bringing the fridge over... okay, that finally worked out since UPS could deliver the fridge to him... now, said fridge is sitting at my back door waiting on me to rearrange things inside because I couldn't get it all done before delivery... well, the rearranging project has proven to be much bigger than I thought — but what isn't, right? I'm hoping things will go smoothly from this point forward *fingers crossed* ... I did discover a stash of raw honey, though, that I'd purchased to stock up several years ago ... honey never goes bad. It's a survival *good for your health* food. 

Sighs... as far as my writing... lots of desire and good intentions. However, life has been cruel in that regard. The days fly by and I'm lucky to get enough done just to keep going, just hang in there... plus, the health problems aren't helping. Although, I might have figured out a couple of good remedies... seems so, anyway. 

Yep, it is really painful not being able to write regularly... the ideas, everything is still there — waiting, I just can't get the time and enough energy. Or, I'm paddling upstream as fast as I can, it's just not fast enough. 

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http://bannack.org/bannack-days

June 12, 2017 

So, shapeshifter lovers, per usual I got interrupted in completing this post. Yep, I had to get everything arranged and cleaned – a big project – for my new small fridge – which thank you! Divine, is working well. But who knew you couldn't just plug it in... nope, there is a procedure, if you actually read the directions. 

Anyway, I did manage to begin a flash-scene story set in my beloved Wolf Peak Territory. Or, I should say, the story begins in the 1830s gold mining town, now a ghost town – Bannack, Montana. If you're interested in this preserved ghost town, there's lots of fascinating info on the web...just do a search. 

Note: I will attempt to regularly pen this flash story, 200 words at a time. But I just can't promise, given the unpredictability of my life. 

Now, meet Kassy and Zorzun... 


Summer of Her Golden Wolf 

I
"Where are the ghosts?" someone jokingly called out. Kassy laughed along with the rest of the group touring the Bannack, Montana ghost town. 
"Mining for gold, what else?" the guide shot back, then launched into her recitation of Bannack's gold rush history. 
Kassy trailed behind studying the old-timey tools inside the ore crushing mill. What had life been like, really? For moments eery whispers bombarded her head. As quickly, they stopped. What the...? 
Real ghosts? 
No, we live. The image of a young handsome man appeared holding an open bag of gold nuggets. 
Dumbstruck, Kassy murmured, "Gold fever never dies." 

II 
Shapeshifter, Zorzun, used his wolf nose to sniff the summer wind gently sweeping through Bannack. He sought the bold half god who had telepathically contacted Dante, the alpha werewolf leader of Wolf Peak Territory. Claiming to possess vital intel, the rogue deity finally convinced the Peak's Circle of Witches of his beneficent intention. Zorzun had been chosen as Dante's 'trusted one' to meet with Pellegro. After all, he'd previously interacted with another god dynasty on Earth. Yet instead of Pellegro's power-potent essence, Zorzun caught whiffs of the most divine female scent. The woman was human. But her lineage was rare. 


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Kisses, Savanna Kougar

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Inspiration: the naked wolf showed up...



Recently observed in Wolf Peak Territory 

Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

Gentle-rain howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. 

Ah, life on my tame prairie, what an interesting nature-adventure at times. My sister had sent me some pants for my birthday...she's really good at shopping. Anyway, there's always this horrible perfumey stuff that just won't wash out very fast, that I'm allergic too. So, I'd hung these four sets of pants out on the line to air them out... well, it took much longer than I figured it would take, and today when I checked the smell, which had finally faded mostly, I decided to wash one pair again... I only wash one pair at a time with the other clothes because the perfume stuff stinks up the other garments, and stinks up my pets' blankets... however, as I began lifting one pair of pants off the line, a bird winged into the nearby deep-grass foliage... well, guess what, this little bird has built a lovely nest inside one leg of the pants, and there were several eggs... I was definitely shocked, seeing those little eggs ... I quickly replaced the pants on the line, and I hope mother bird will keep sitting on her eggs ... sighs... but, wow, I had no idea something like that would ever occur... who knew? 

So, I only get to do piecemeal writing, right now, given my time is still severely restricted, and my energy levels remain unpredictable...yep, I'm having to look for health solutions. And yes, it's becoming a major frustration, since I miss getting to write regularly. Yeah, how do I solve this situation? 

Anyway, today on my tame prairie I was returning from my mailbox, about half a mile away, and after I closed the gate across my drive, I leaned over to pick up a delivery box... and splat! Yep, some birdie let loose and mulberry poop grazed my hair then hit the box... amusing in one way... long ago, I used to make a joke about lucky bird poop whenever my car's windshield got hit ... so, I'm hoping this is a lucky poop strike... ~grinz~ 

Okay, on the writerly inspiration front, the naked wolf showed up... as I was in the twilight zone before slipping into sleep, an extraordinarily handsome, very large wolf was with my heroine, and was her protector ... however later, Mr. Wolf shapeshifted into a naked sexy man in the heroine's boudoir ... he was showing off his nude assets, and asking the heroine what she thought of his physique ... if he was attractive enough to be her husband...a spirited conversation ensues between them... but that's part of the plot, that is, as it unfolded inside my head. 

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Saturday, May 13, 2017

Her Resplendent Refuge ... and HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!



Wolf Mother, she is a new arrival in Wolf Peak Territory, having time-traveled from the days of Odin. 

Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

Sunny day howls and yowls, shapeshifters. 

Yes, I'm still here...it seems like life is taking its toll way too much during these turbulent times. Plus, my foot was seriously injured when I slipped on a patch of mud. My foot, and my leg, bent backward at a very awkward angle---very painfully stretching my muscles, ligaments, and tissues. Fortunately, I had topicals like arnica gel and Tei-fu lotion, and natural anti-inflammatory supplements on hand. I've also learned over the years that if you can get up and walk, despite the agony, the healing happens much faster...not to mention, I have to be able to at least limp around...there's only me to get stuff done. Thankfully, my foot, my ankle, and my leg is healing well...yep, I am MORE THAN THANKFUL FOR THAT MIRACLE. 

However, being able to write steadily has suffered, despite all the good ideas I get...no time, baby, no energy, and having to focus on healing myself so I can remain mobile. 

Okay, I am considering writing one of my erotic romance novels 200-500 words at a time, and putting that on the Shapeshifter Seduction blog daily. However, realistically, am I up to that? Yeah, I don't know. I wish...I wish... 

Btw... the MY SEXY SATURDAY blog hop is on hiatus until June 1, 2017. 

ANYWAY, here's the beginning of a blog I began, but never finished 'cause everything got in the way.

April 4, 2017 

Spring rainstorm howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. 

Omygosh, what a crazy, not-fun week, in several ways. However, some situations have resolved themselves. Thank Goodness! So, I just might be able to write this blog. 

So, three or four days ago, it was raining when I awoke and heeded the call of nature. I looked out the window to see if I could tell how hard it was raining on my tame prairie...it was about six in the morning... well, all of a sudden a lightning bolt flashed so close it looked like it hit the ground right outside the window...I saw the bolt, then immediately the light was a blinding flash...what followed was a boom of thunder so strong it felt like the sound waves struck the roof above me, then hit my window...  I was touching the window, and it shook like crazy. I thought my window was about to break... I've certainly felt thunder-booms shake the entire house, but this was different in a way I can't explain -- the terrifically strong vibration of it... and, there was no previous thunder ... okay, truthfully, I had to wonder if some force had it out for me...have I inadvertently displeased the Great Spirit??? If so, I have no idea what or how. 

Be that as it may, I'm still here and relatively whole -- and still kicking, somewhat anyway. And, yes, I'm still trying to get time to write. But that isn't working out too well, so far, given the overwhelming demands of my life. However, ideas and plot points for Wyoming Wrangler are brewing, and I'm writing them down diligently. 

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Continuing the blog from this morning: There was a lovely sunset this evening on my tame prairie, an ephemeral shade of orange-pink

Here's WIP I began, temporarily titled: Her Resplendent Refuge ... which is an otherworld erotic romance... 

Weary, numb inside—yet, apprehension tightens and flutters my stomach as I enter the designated interview room. Nothing decorative or unique to see. It looks like I've walked into a colossal egg. There's no decoration, only a green-grayish sheen on the gently rounded walls. 

Complete neutrality, I think. 

A slender woman with an air of *I'm in charge* efficiency enters. Her one-piece, medical garment almost matches the room's interior. Although, her platinum-colored hair is purely human in expression—an attractive, upswept style that accentuates  her pleasant features. 

"Please, have a seat, Shovani Kemyu of the Wzan Clan." She offers a genuine smile then indicates the white chair before her simple work station—the only chair. 

With fatigue sucking at my insides, I slip onto the surprisingly comfortable seat, rest my arms on the chair's arms, and let the back support me. Perched on an elongated funnel, the chair is still utterly stable. 

I draw in a long breath preparing to answer the woman's questions, which I understand could be quite extensive. 

"I am Rhuria, Counselor for the Ptaddar Empire. I alone am responsible for approving your status as wife to one of our High Warrior leaders." With efficiency of movement she positions herself to fully face me. 

"May I ask a question before we begin?" 

"Of course, what is it?" 

"I understand this an age-old custom of your culture, to allow these type of marriages. However, if there is no longer a shortage of Ptaddar women, why does the custom continue?" 

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Saturday, April 22, 2017

My Sexy Saturday ~ The Intergalactic Chase ~ Tangerine Carnal Dreams


Sexy Saturday kisses, everyone. 

This week’s theme: My Special Kind of Sexy 

I'm feeling downright frisky and contrary this week. I don't want to color inside the lines as far as doing a regular promo on the books I've already written ... well, okay, I did write TANGERINE CARNAL DREAMS, which was released on 8/8/08 by the ill-fated Aspen Press -- a going concern who's owner ended up being a criminal ... but that's a whole other story. 

Anyway, I've never had the time to revise, then re-publish Corporal Kattalonia and Prince Zio's sci-fi erotic love story ... however, to the theme: Katta certainly does not appreciate Prince Zio's *special kind of sexy*, and is avoiding his unending pursuit in this snippet ... which was never part of the original published ebook -- but part of a flash scene I wrote revisiting my heroine and hero ... and which I figured I'd include in the rewrite ... so much for plans, huh? 

Tagline: a fire-shooting fierce woman...a shapeshifting prince of a stallion...and the tangerine aphrodisiac winds on a world far away...

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Seven paragraphs ~ 

***The Intergalactic Chase ~ Corporal Kattalonia and Prince Zio***

“Asteroid crapola!” Katta muttered. Impatience sliced through her with a viciousness unusual to her. From her intel-alliance with other intergalactic law agencies she knew Zio, the sky horse, as she thought of him, practically stud-nipped at her butt. Once again.

His private vessel was due to dock shortly. True to his equine race’s mating behavior, he’d chased her to every spaceport, his pursuit annoyingly relentless. 

Slinging her lightweight travel bag onto her back, Katta entered the stream of disembarking passengers. Distracted with thoughts about how to escape the stud not-of-her-dreams, she remembered to smile at the star cruiser’s steward as if she was merely enjoying her vacation. 

The tiger-shifter Huugosox man smiled engagingly in return. His direct gaze suggested he found her more enticing than the women ahead of her, who exited through the opulent-appearing hologram. 

Yeah, that’s what she so needed, a sex-clawing tiger instead of a wild-to-mount-her-ass stallion. 

CONTINUED AT TITLE MAGIC ~ 


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Kisses, Savanna Kougar

Monday, April 17, 2017

Legends of Butch Cassidy ... the real story?


Originally published at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

*Western Legends* howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers. 

Like many of us, I am fascinated and downright enticed by Old West lore. I grew up on TV and movie Westerns. I loved the horses, and the whole *spirit* of those times, those people who survived and thrived despite the hardships -- that is, as I understood it then. After all, freedom, and the spirit of adventure owns my soul. Yes, I am wild at heart ... something the current Big Brother system hasn't totally beaten out of me...yet. 

The story of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid...well who can forget that infamous movie and *randrops falling on your head*? if you watched this popular-at-the-time movie ... knowing movies are fictionalized, I've always been curious about the true story of these two legendary, train-robbing outlaws, Butch and Sundance... well, there is far, far more to their life story, to those times than one could ever imagine ... as I've discovered by my limited research, and by listening to this Coast Coast am SHOW with the 'legendary' investigative reporter, George Knapp. 

Note: I've been overwhelmed by life stuff lately, so I haven't been blogging like I want...but I just had to share this... 

http://www.coasttocoastam.com/show/2017/04/16

Legends of Butch Cassidy & the Sundance Kid


Butch Cassidy was a notorious train robber, bank robber, and leader of the Wild Bunch gang in the American Old West. Kerry Ross Boren, founder of the National Center and Association for Outlaw and Lawman History, and Lisa Lee Boren joined George Knapp to discuss irrefutable proof that Butch Cassidy was alive and well after his supposed death in 1908. Many of Kerry's relatives and ancestors either knew Cassidy or were part of his family. "My maternal grandfather helped him rob a train," said Boren. He stated that Cassidy (AKA Robert Leroy Parker) returned from Bolivia (where legend says he died) and lived out the remainder of his life anonymously in the western U.S. Lisa gave some insight into the differences between Butch and Sundance as she pointed out that "Sundance was a deadly killer, whereas Butch never killed a man" and was "known for his benevolence to many people."
Kerry said that the bodies of the outlaws were exhumed in 1985 for a television documentary and that the DNA did not match any known relatives. Combined with the testimony of family members and others who knew them, Kerry believes that "the evidence is overwhelming" that they survived well beyond their legendary date of death. Lisa indicated that the evidence is strong that Sundance (AKA Harry Longabaugh) returned to the U.S. after a career as a soldier of fortune and died in a Utah prison under the name of "Harry Bebe." Kerry concluded that the interest in the story remains high because the two "were captivating characters and everyone wants to believe they got away."

THE SUNDANCE KID'S GREAT GRANDSON

In the third hour, Jerry Nickle joined George to discuss his contention that the Sundance Kid is his great-grandfather. Nickle remembers his family telling tales of a relative who was a member of the Wild Bunch, but did not begin to suspect that the man was actually Harry Longabaugh until he saw the famous picture of the gang taken in Fort Worth in 1900, which he believed matched other known photos of his great grandfather. Nickle said his research indicates this man, whose name was Harry Long, was mistaken for another outlaw with the name of Longabaugh, and the identity stuck. Nickle’s believes that Long/ Longabaugh returned from South America in 1909 to rejoin his family in Utah, and that he was either killed by another surviving member of the Wild Bunch or committed suicide sometime in the 1930s. After looking at the historical records of both Harry Long and the Sundance Kid, Nickle said that "the timeline is a 100% match."

FAMOUS ROBBERY WAS AN INSIDE JOB

In the last hour, biographers Chet and Kim Brackett detailed the history of Tap Duncan, an associate of Butch Cassidy who likely pulled off one of the most famous bank robberies in the Old West. On September 9, 1900, the First National Bank of Winemucca, Nevada was robbed of over $30,000. Chet Brackett claims that one of the perpetrators was his great-grandfather, Ira Brackett. Chet said that Tap Duncan, who later became known as a famous rancher in Arizona, and led the gang that pulled off the robbery was contracted to do it by none other than the head cashier in order to cover up financial malfeasance that would have ruined his political career. He said that the crime was "very carefully planned" so that no one would be hurt and that the escape would be successful, and that Duncan later spread the rumor that Cassidy had been responsible. While cleaning and remodeling an old family home, Chet says he found letters and other papers that told this story. Unfortunately, he says the papers were lost in a house fire.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Belated Happy Easter From Wolf Peak Territory


Showing the Cubs How It's Done 


Must Hsve Chocolate Egg 


New Easter Shapeshifter Babies


A Good Fairy Witch Who Lives In the Peak Enjoys the Easter Celebration 


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Kisses, Savanna Kougar

Saturday, April 15, 2017

My Sexy Saturday ~ WAITING FOR A FILLY GIRL ~ like stallions fighting


Sexy Saturday kisses, everyone, and have a wonderful Easter weekend. 


This week’s theme: Sexy to the Rescue

Drev is a man who will fight for love no matter the cost. When his Keina is abducted by the sleazeoid prince, he dives through her world's portal to save her. 

Tagline: Ex super-soldier boy meets winged filly girl. Will they live happily ever after? In Wolf Peak territory anything is possible. 

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Setup: Drev is fighting the prince to win his Keina. 

Seven paragraphs ~  


Seconds before the knife would have stabbed into his side, Drev deflected it. He barely heard the clattering sound as the blade hit the glistening marble beneath his feet. 

"Knife!" Keina screamed. "Do something." 

He and Tretorff lunged at each other. Like stallions fighting over a mare, their chests crashed together. The collision resounded throughout the courtyard. 

CONTINUED AT TITLE MAGIC ~ 


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Saturday, April 8, 2017

My Sexy Saturday ~ Ride the Roan Stud ~ dominant stud


Sexy Saturday kisses, everyone.

This week’s theme: My Sexy Stud 

This week features RIDE THE ROAN STUD, an M/M Shapeshifter Erotic Romance, written by my alter ego, Stevie Klark.~stevieklark.blogspot.com~ Grant Thunderhead, one of the heroes is a horse shapeshifter. Yep, a real stud. 

Tagline: On death's doorstep, Ghost Walker is rescued by a mustang. While caring for the unusual man, shapeshifter, Grant Thunderhead, finds the mate of his heart.

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Seven X-paragraphs ~ 

Feeling like a dominant stud, Grant watched as Ghost’s eyes glazed over, darkened, then glinted with the start of his orgasm. He gripped the man’s throbbing hot cock, and slid his hand up and down more rapidly than before. 

With each stroke upward, Grant slightly squeezed the base of Ghost’s shaft. He felt the pulsing arrival of the man’s cum, and knew the next time he rubbed over his cockhead, Ghost would erupt, spilling his climax. 

CONTINUED AT TITLE MAGIC ~ 


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