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~ A Short Shapeshifter Erotic Romance for Christmas ~

Consumed by curiosity, Kaily gives herself to a mystery man for Christmas.

Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree?

To win the woman he desires above all else, Dylan turns the Twelve Days of Christmas into the twelve passions, all in one night.


Chapter One:

Santa Baby, Waitin' Just for You

Rarely reckless, Kaily flung off the negligee she'd first thought to wear. It landed in a red ephemeral heap beside the tastefully trimmed Christmas tree.

So what if she'd just broken into his house...well, she hadn't exactly broken in...more like she spied on him until she found out where he hid the extra key...lodged in a crack of the frame above the door of the Victorian mansion he'd resurrected from certain crumbling death, and now obviously treasured.

There was only one thing Kaily could see amiss in the traditional holiday atmosphere he'd created with the help of the town's local historical club--a garish red ribbon. The long sash had a simple bow attached to one end, and practically shone despite the low lighting. 

Kaily stared at the unexpected invitation.

Certainly, the river of red ribbon didn't belong on the floor as a decoration, and she couldn't see anywhere else it belonged...except wrapped around her.

Since she was giving herself to him as a gift for Christmas...well, why not?

Wildly inspired, Kaily plucked up what looked to be about three yards of ribbon. After strategically emphasizing her full breasts, she arranged it around her naked body. Naked that is, except for her gold ankle bracelet, her 'I want to seduce you earrings'...and a whimsical pair of faux-fur trimmed santa boots.

Heck, Kaily reasoned, if he was gay he might just chuckle a ho-ho-ho, and turn it all into big ole joke...and she'd turn her bare tail, and escape as quick as possible. If he wasn't gay, but didn't want to take what she was offering, Kaily hoped he would have a holly jolly laugh at her expense as he politely showed her to the door.

It was all too true, her curiosity raged out of control--even causing her sleepless nights. The object of her desire had sauntered into Kaily's small town last December. He'd paid cash on the spot for the dilapidated but proud old Victorian mansion, according to Becky Starks the one realtor.

With a vengeance, and despite the winter weather, Sexy Strange Man--as she'd thought of him then--had set about restoring the mansion. He'd also made certain to gain the good will of everyone in town...well, almost everyone.

Nessie Jones, the town's librarian, didn't like Dylan. Of course, Nessie didn't like anyone anyway, for whatever reason she could find. The love of her life was books and a mystery man she claimed to be married to--that no one ever saw.

Behind Dylan's back, Nessie always curled her lip and wrinkled her nose, as if his deodorant had failed in its job...which might be case, since he always smelled smoky and impossibly virile to Kaily.

Even though she did try to avoid him, because of her obsession with knowing more about him--why make herself look like a prize-trussed fool in front of everyone by groping him with questions--still, they were always running into each other, and Kaily always became turned-on, and positively inebriated by his scent.

Okay yes, Kaily admitted, now she did look good and trussed up, the way the length of red ribbon wound around her body. At least, by what she could see. There was a slice of her reflection in the tall narrow mirror near the fireplace mantle.

With the bow dangling from one hand, Kaily wondered if she should position it over her well-furred pussy--not completely covered by the ribbon. Or maybe, the large showy bow should nestle between the swells of her breasts...or be placed like a centerpiece above her ample-enough cleavage.

''Ooooh...Santa baby, waitin' just for you," she crooned like the song, then pursed her lips in an attempt to look sexy.
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Blurb:

Kaily has been consumed by curiosity ever since Dylan suddenly appears in her small town. Surreptitiously, she watches the mystery man restore a rundown Victorian mansion, all while his charm and sincerity gain him the good will of most everyone. This is especially true when he volunteers to become the annual Santa Claus for the children at the town's park.

The problem for Kaily: No one really knows anything about Dylan's past or where he came from. With her attraction to him growing day by day, she becomes a driven woman. On a desperate whim, she gives herself to him as a Christmas present. Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree? ~~~~~~

Available at ~ SMASHWORDS | AMAZON | AllRomanceEbooks

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Have the merriest of shapeshifting holidays!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Finishing... and Promo for Santa Baby, Several Stars Away

First Tuesday in December howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

With Christmas around the corner, I figured it was time to promo my holiday short story.

Plus, I need the time to finish the final paragraphs of my 'soon to be released' shapeshifter erotic romance, HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS.

It's a painstaking process pulling Sherilyn, Zance, and Dontoya's erotic love story together with just the right emotion, tenor, and impact.

But, I'm so close to writing 'the end'. Of course, that means editing, and revisions. However, I'm hoping with the amount of editing I've already done, it will go fairly quickly.

Hey, a writer can hope, can't she? Do Christmas wishes come true? I'm about to find out... lol.

This will be my first SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS NOVEL, and since one of the themes is New Year's Eve, I sure would like to git 'er done in time.
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~ A Short Shapeshifter Erotic Romance for Christmas ~

Consumed by curiosity, Kaily gives herself to a mystery man for Christmas.

Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree?

To win the woman he desires above all else, Dylan turns the Twelve Days of Christmas into the twelve passions, all in one night.


Chapter One:

Santa Baby, Waitin' Just for You

Rarely reckless, Kaily flung off the negligee she'd first thought to wear. It landed in a red ephemeral heap beside the tastefully trimmed Christmas tree.

So what if she'd just broken into his house...well, she hadn't exactly broken in...more like she spied on him until she found out where he hid the extra key...lodged in a crack of the frame above the door of the Victorian mansion he'd resurrected from certain crumbling death, and now obviously treasured.

There was only one thing Kaily could see amiss in the traditional holiday atmosphere he'd created with the help of the town's local historical club--a garish red ribbon. The long sash had a simple bow attached to one end, and practically shone despite the low lighting. 

Kaily stared at the unexpected invitation.

Certainly, the river of red ribbon didn't belong on the floor as a decoration, and she couldn't see anywhere else it belonged...except wrapped around her.

Since she was giving herself to him as a gift for Christmas...well, why not?

Wildly inspired, Kaily plucked up what looked to be about three yards of ribbon. After strategically emphasizing her full breasts, she arranged it around her naked body. Naked that is, except for her gold ankle bracelet, her 'I want to seduce you earrings'...and a whimsical pair of faux-fur trimmed santa boots.

Heck, Kaily reasoned, if he was gay he might just chuckle a ho-ho-ho, and turn it all into big ole joke...and she'd turn her bare tail, and escape as quick as possible. If he wasn't gay, but didn't want to take what she was offering, Kaily hoped he would have a holly jolly laugh at her expense as he politely showed her to the door.

It was all too true, her curiosity raged out of control--even causing her sleepless nights. The object of her desire had sauntered into Kaily's small town last December. He'd paid cash on the spot for the dilapidated but proud old Victorian mansion, according to Becky Starks the one realtor.

With a vengeance, and despite the winter weather, Sexy Strange Man--as she'd thought of him then--had set about restoring the mansion. He'd also made certain to gain the good will of everyone in town...well, almost everyone.

Nessie Jones, the town's librarian, didn't like Dylan. Of course, Nessie didn't like anyone anyway, for whatever reason she could find. The love of her life was books and a mystery man she claimed to be married to--that no one ever saw.

Behind Dylan's back, Nessie always curled her lip and wrinkled her nose, as if his deodorant had failed in its job...which might be case, since he always smelled smoky and impossibly virile to Kaily.

Even though she did try to avoid him, because of her obsession with knowing more about him--why make herself look like a prize-trussed fool in front of everyone by groping him with questions--still, they were always running into each other, and Kaily always became turned-on, and positively inebriated by his scent.

Okay yes, Kaily admitted, now she did look good and trussed up, the way the length of red ribbon wound around her body. At least, by what she could see. There was a slice of her reflection in the tall narrow mirror near the fireplace mantle.

With the bow dangling from one hand, Kaily wondered if she should position it over her well-furred pussy--not completely covered by the ribbon. Or maybe, the large showy bow should nestle between the swells of her breasts...or be placed like a centerpiece above her ample-enough cleavage.

''Ooooh...Santa baby, waitin' just for you," she crooned like the song, then pursed her lips in an attempt to look sexy.
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Blurb:

Kaily has been consumed by curiosity ever since Dylan suddenly appears in her small town. Surreptitiously, she watches the mystery man restore a rundown Victorian mansion, all while his charm and sincerity gain him the good will of most everyone. This is especially true when he volunteers to become the annual Santa Claus for the children at the town's park.

The problem for Kaily: No one really knows anything about Dylan's past or where he came from. With her attraction to him growing day by day, she becomes a driven woman. On a desperate whim, she gives herself to him as a Christmas present. Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree? ~~~~~~

Now Available ~ SMASHWORDS | AMAZON | AllRomanceEbooks

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Have the merriest of shapeshifting holidays!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Santa Baby, Several Stars Away ~ Holiday Shapeshifter Romance

~ A Short Shapeshifter Erotic Romance for Christmas ~

Consumed by curiosity, Kaily gives herself to a mystery man for Christmas.

Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree?


Excerpt ~


Chapter One:

Santa Baby, Waitin' Just for You

Rarely reckless, Kaily flung off the negligee she'd first thought to wear. It landed in a red ephemeral heap beside the tastefully trimmed Christmas tree.

So what if she'd just broken into his house...well, she hadn't exactly broken in...more like she spied on him until she found out where he hid the extra key...lodged in a crack of the frame above the door of the Victorian mansion he'd resurrected from certain crumbling death, and now obviously treasured.

There was only one thing Kaily could see amiss in the traditional holiday atmosphere he'd created with the help of the town's local historical club -- a garish red ribbon. The long sash had a simple bow attached to one end, and practically shone despite the low lighting.

Kaily stared at the unexpected invitation.

Certainly, the river of red ribbon didn't belong on the floor as a decoration, and she couldn't see anywhere else it belonged...except wrapped around her.

Since she was giving herself to him as a gift for Christmas...well, why not?

Wildly inspired, Kaily plucked up what looked to be about three yards of ribbon. After strategically emphasizing her full breasts, she arranged it around her naked body. Naked that is, except for her gold ankle bracelet, her 'I want to seduce you earrings'...and a whimsical pair of faux-fur trimmed santa boots.

Heck, Kaily reasoned, if he was gay he might just chuckle a ho-ho-ho, and turn it all into big ole joke...and she'd turn her bare tail, and escape as quick as possible. If he wasn't gay, but didn't want to take what she was offering, Kaily hoped he would have a holly jolly laugh at her expense as he politely showed her to the door.

It was all too true, her curiosity raged out of control even causing her sleepless nights. The object of her desire had sauntered into Kaily's small town last December. He'd paid cash on the spot for the dilapidated but proud old Victorian mansion, according to Becky Starks the one realtor.

With a vengeance, and despite the winter weather, Sexy Strange Man as she'd thought of him then had set about restoring the mansion. He'd also made certain to gain the good will of everyone in town...well, almost everyone.

Nessie Jones, the town's librarian, didn't like Dylan. Of course, Nessie didn't like anyone anyway, for whatever reason she could find. The love of her life was books and a mystery man she claimed to be married to that no one ever saw.

Behind Dylan's back, Nessie always curled her lip and wrinkled her nose, as if his deodorant had failed in its job...which might be case, since he always smelled smoky and impossibly virile to Kaily.

Even though she did try to avoid him, because of her obsession with knowing more about him why make herself look like a prize-trussed fool in front of everyone by groping him with questions still, they were always running into each other, and Kaily always became turned-on, and positively inebriated by his scent.

Okay yes, Kaily admitted, now she did look good and trussed up, the way the length of red ribbon wound around her body. At least, by what she could see. There was a slice of her reflection in the tall narrow mirror near the fireplace mantle.

With the bow dangling from one hand, Kaily wondered if she should position it over her well-furred pussy not completely covered by the ribbon. Or maybe, the large showy bow should nestle between the swells of her breasts...or be placed like a centerpiece above her ample-enough cleavage.

"Ooooh...Santa baby, waitin' just for you," she crooned like the song, then pursed her lips in an attempt to look sexy.
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Blurb:

Kaily has been consumed by curiosity ever since Dylan suddenly appears in her small town. Surreptitiously, she watches the mystery man restore a rundown Victorian mansion, all while his charm and sincerity gain him the good will of most everyone. This is especially true when he volunteers to become the annual Santa Claus for the children at the town's park.

The problem for Kaily: No one really knows anything about Dylan's past or where he came from. With her attraction to him growing day by day, she becomes a driven woman. On a desperate whim, she gives herself to him as a Christmas present. Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree?
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Now Available for 99 cents at ~ SMASHWORDS & AMAZON

Coming Soon to other ebook vendors.

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Have the merriest of holidays!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Stallion Shifters for Christmas

Tuesday holiday howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

First, a big howliday THANK YOU to everyone who stopped by during The Jingle Bell Hop!

Next, a promo moment. I just Indie-published my first book, a short shapeshifter erotic romance, SANTA BABY, SEVERAL STARS AWAY. Currently, it's available at Smashword and Amazon for the popular price of 99 cents. In the near future I hope to have it available at AllRomanceEbooks and BookStrand, as well.

Kaily and Dylan's love story does not take place in Talbot's Peak because it was written as a serial holiday flash before ShapeShifter Seductions came roaring into existence. However, the setting is a small town.

Consumed by curiosity, Kaily gives herself to a mystery man for Christmas. Will Dylan be able to resist her waiting naked, but gift-wrapped beneath his tree?
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Stallion Shifters for Christmas

"Whinny, whinny," Dash answered the stable's phone. Merry rolled a disapproving eye at him -- the very reason he'd done it. Later he would give her a spirited ride to make up for his stud ornery ways -- as she phrased it.

Dash flicked his inner horse tail as he checked out caller ID. "Yeah, what are you huntin' for?" He'd stressed 'hunting' since Zance was a wolf shifter. "By the way, never did buy you that tankard of Dante's finest ale for chasing off the pack hanging around the back pasture. Knew they weren't any of the locals."

"Nope. Not why I contacted. Got a situation here, and a favor to ask." Zance didn't take even take a breath, and Dash heard the near desperation in his rumble-raspy voice.

"Yeah, owe ya. What is it?"

"Sherilyn, one of the human ranchers. She got hurt real bad. Saved her, and me and Dontoya are carin' for her. But, she's got some extra fancy horses..."

"Seen 'em," Dash interrupted. "For a human she knows how to breed equines, bring out the best qualities. Hurt, did you say?"

"The Brady bunch. Damn apes were driving wild in the snowstorm, and plowed into her truck. She was fixin' the fence. Got hit by her truck."

Dash waved Merry off as she headed toward him like a mare about to nose her way into the center of the herd. "Explain later," he mouthed to her, then ignored her frown. "You said you saved her."

"The magic wolf juice, yeah. Thing is, me and Dontoya are short on ranch hands. Thought you might know a couple of reliable, in the know dudes who get along with shifters, and are fond of horses. Got good accommodations for 'em, and like always we pay well."

Dash grinned wider than when his Merry made his favorite oatmeal and molasses cookies. "They say this is the season for miracles, wolf man. How about stallion shifters for Christmas instead of that ale I owe ya? Got a couple buddies new in town. They're likin' the looks of Talbot's Peak. We'd hire Catcher and Diamond on here, but we got enough staff, even with the Sleigh Ride festival coming up."

"Doubt that son of a tigress bitch, Ravi, will be showing his human face at your Sleigh festival. Not after his 'fall' from grace. Never laughed so hard on Halloween in my life. Me and Donny-cat nearly busted a gut. That stud of yours came to a dead stop right next to the 'ghost' mare... nearly unseatin' that Yakuza scat. He was clinging to the saddle horn like a greenhorn. A few stiff-legged bucks later, he was flying through the air, good and high. Me and Dontoya thought he'd been thrown off the cliff's edge, and good dang riddance... but that tiger boy came crawlin', scrabblin' and scratchin' back over the edge with those giant claws of his. He looked like a crazy-eyed cartoon character, I swear."

Dash would've neighed a huge horse laugh right then and there... except for the gravity of Zance's situation. He and Merry could laugh their asses off later. "We were wonderin' what happened, especially 'cause Rachael never whinnied a word. Unlike my sis. But since we saw Ravi slinking 'round town afterward, and with no retribution from Shere Khan we figured we were off the hook."

"Thought your sis would've told you she... dang it, not for me to say the particulars." Zance took a large breath. "Your stallion shoulda returned real happy, though."

"I'm gonna have a horse chat with him later. Right now, I'll get a hold of Diamond and Catcher. Want me to send 'em directly to the ranch, or have 'em contact you first?"

"Send them to the ranch. Me and Dontoya ain't goin' nowhere. We already had Roy and his crew trailer Sherilyn's horses and bring them here."

"Roy's one of the best wranglers. He could sweet talk the scaredest mustang into lettin' him mount up. Yeah, I'll jump to it. Snort at ya later."

With Merry headed toward him, her no-nonsense gaze demanding answers, Dash rapidly punched in Diamond's number, and hoped like hell his two buddies from days gone 'far' by weren't nursing hangovers, or nursing on some woman's naked teats -- being the rutting studs they were.

***

"My name is Black Diamond." Hat in hand, he introduced himself to the woman nervously casting her glance over Talbot's Peak's town square. The moment he'd caught sight of the wild-maned beauty, his heart had given a mighty thump of appreciation, and he'd wanted to gallop toward her, his inner tail held high, his neck arched. Diamond settled for, "May I be of assistance?"

She swept her gaze over his face, wary as a mare who wanted nothing to do with a stallion. "I think I might be lost," she shyly began. "Is that fountain really a dog dish? I mean...I don't think I'm supposed to be here. I think the GPS isn't working right... oh," she moaned softly, her distress obvious.

"Where were you supposed to be? This is Talbot's Peak. And to answer your question. Yep, ma'am, that is a dog dish. Quite a whimsical sense of humor in this town. Only been here a couple of weeks myself."

Hugging herself against the cold blast of wind, the woman regarded him again, her unusual golden-colored eyes with their jewel-green flecks invited him to dive right in, and stay. That surprised the oats out of Diamond.

"I lost my job recently... and, well, you know how it is... the bad economic times and all." When her corkscrew curls, the color of rich cinnamon, danced wildly in the wind, she shook them out of her face, and continued. "My girlfriend said there was a job... at a new place opening called the Midnight Stardust... she was supposed to meet me... she didn't say anything about a giant dog bowl..."

"The Midnight Stardust?" Diamond heard his pardner, Catcher, drawl like a Texan. At least, it was true to his heritage.

***

"Name is Catcher, ma'am, Dream Catcher."

"Your parents named you Dream Catcher?" The human filly who had put a gleam in his eye, one that hadn't been there for several years now, startled, and jumped a few steps back. Her tone had been icy and disbelieving.

Catcher halted in his tracks, not blaming her a bit. He swept his Stetson before him, then bowed at the waist yet never took his gaze off her lovely, heart-shaped face. After straightening, he explained, "A man can't go around being called Dream. Sort of like Sue in the Johnny Cash song."

She gave a tiny nervous giggle, then shoved her hands deeper into the pockets of her sheepskin jacket -- obviously not a hit with the bighorn sheep shifters in town. "Who would name their son, Dream?"

"It was 'cause my mother moved to Texas, and was livin' her dream. She calls my father her dream come true. And I was her other dream come true."

"Oh." The purse of her dainty but full lips had Catcher straining forward, and all but nuzzling her. With a tilt of her head she studied them both for several moments. "You two know each other, right?"

"Partners," Diamond answered. "We're partners. We watch each other's backs, you could say."

Her gaze intense, she murmured, "Drifters." The wind almost carried the sound away. "My mother warned me about men like you." She paused searching their faces. Her eyes suddenly glowed, mesmerizing Catcher "You can ride 'em, but you can't rope 'em," she sang.

"Some men you don't need to rope." Catcher spoke a long moment later, noticing his drawl was more pronounced, and not 'cause he'd done it intentionally.

"Or bridle," Diamond added. "Some of us like running with the wind, and with the right woman."

"Some of us like being ridden bareback," Catcher rasped. "How about some coffee, ma'am?" he asked to cover his surging, stomping lust. "There's a shop close by."

"Don't keep calling me 'ma'am'. I mean, it's sort of nice, in a way. But..." she hesitated, her gaze swinging from one to the other of them, "I'm Serenity."

"It's right nippy out here, Serenity." Diamond took one step toward her. Her shoulders tightened in response, but she didn't retreat.

Instead, she ran her gaze up and down them both. When she finally raised her face, a small flirtatious smile curved her lips.

"We can keep an eye out for your friend from the coffee shop," Diamond continued speaking. From the corner of his eye, Catcher watched his pardner shake his sable mane just like he did when he was in horse form, and courtin' a mare shifter.

"You know what? You two remind me of the prize stallions my father raised when..." Her voice trailed away, and her eyes shadowed.

"Nothin' like a fine riding horse between your thighs." Damn his big neighing mouth... and his big lump of a cock. Catcher clamped his mouth shut fast, knowing he'd gone too far, said the wrong thing.

"Serenity," a feminine voice hailed from across the way. "Sorry I'm late. It's this mile-high, stupid snow."

With a sassy toss of her head, her hair flying free and wild, Serenity paused before she left them. Catcher watched her eyes sparkle with a mischievous light.

"I always wanted a stallion for Christmas." After a quick smile at them both, she turned like a ballet dancer, and trotted toward her friend.

"Two stallions for Christmas," Diamond whispered only for Catcher's hearing.
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Have a Magickal and Shapeshifting Holiday Season...

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
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Six Sentence Sunday: Santa Baby, Several Stars Away

From the Kougar’s Writing Den ~

Six Sentences from my short shapeshifter erotic romance manuscript. [yes, according to the computer it is *6* sentences]

Chapter One ~ Santa Baby, Waitin’ Just for You

Rarely reckless, Kaily flung off the negligee she’d first thought to wear. It landed in a red ephemeral heap beside the tastefully trimmed Christmas tree.

So what if she’d just broken into his house...well, she hadn’t exactly broken in...more like she spied on him until she found out where he hid the extra key...lodged in a crack of the frame above the door of the Victorian mansion he’d resurrected from certain crumbling death, and now obviously treasured.

There was only one thing Kaily could see amiss in the traditional holiday atmosphere he’d created with the help of the town’s local historical club -- a garish red ribbon. The long sash had a simple bow attached to one end, and practically shone despite the low lighting.

Kaily stared at the unexpected invitation.
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Have a Magickal Six Sentence Day!

Savanna

Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~
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