~Mia
Kandace doesn’t know
why she’s a real witch. Despite her powers, she can’t find her bio parents.
When the Tuxedo Twins tempt her with knowledge about her heritage at a charity
event, Kandace agrees to dance with the mysterious Supernaturals. Unexpectedly,
they are threatened by the omnipresent evil she’s been warned about in her dreams.
To keep from being enslaved, Kandace brings forth her greater magick. But, to
save her homeworld, she needs her hellhounds.
Did You Ever Want to
Be a Witch... not just for Halloween?
by Savanna Kougar
All Hallow's Eve is
upon us, and it's the season of my witch heroine, Kandace, and her beastly but
gentlemanly hellhounds, Zol and Zin. When I first decided to write my witch
erotic romance, Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds, the foggy swirling tendrils of Halloween
had cast its spell over my muse.
Then, of course,
instead of the short, Halloween-theme romance menage I'd planned on writing,
Kandy's story became a novel. My muse is notoriously sneaky that way.
Did you ever want to
be a witch, a real witch? Meaning: born with witchy powers rather than a
Wiccan, a woman who studies and practices the craft... thus, gaining her
powers.
My love affair with
good witches, beautiful witches began with Samantha from the original TV
series, "Bewitched" [1964-1972]. I coveted her powers as a young
teenager. After all, what exciting fun that would be! A snap of your fingers
and your room is clean, all the chores done. A twitch of your nose and there’s
the dress, the outfit of your dreams.
More important to my
way of thinking, magical powers meant you could right every wrong. Help others.
Oh, what a heady fantasy that was.
Even though I adored
the character, Samantha, and her witchly magic, I also liked what she
represented as a woman. She was good-at-heart and took a strong stand against
her meddling mother. Endora could not abide mere humans.
What I didn't care
for was when Samantha cowtowed to her husband, Darrin -- typical and expected
behavior for that time period. My witch heroine, Kandace, cowtows to no one, and
differs from Samantha in other key ways.
She is her own unique
woman. Also, I made certain her heroes deserved their Kandy Apple... unlike
Darrin who didn't deserve Samantha, imo.
And, yes, back in the
day I learned how to twitch my nose. Of course, not nearly as wonderfully as
the actress, Elizabeth Montgomery, who starred as the beautiful *married to a
mere mortal* witch.
To be honest, despite
all the Halloween-ad hype I grew up with as a kid in the fifties -- where
witches were portrayed as ugly evil creatures, often covered by warts because
they handled frogs -- well, I never bought into that view of witches. Some deep
part of me never believed, never got onboard with that horror-spooky,
broomstick ride.
Okay, to fast
forward... once the ‘beautiful white witch’ Sybil Leek arrived on the cultural
scene, appearing on the TV talks shows, I became fascinated with the 'old
nature ways'. Likely, given my Celtic heritage, this fascination is partly due
to genetic 'remembrance'. According to some scientists your genes carry the
experiences of your ancestors, even their memories.
Anyway, I devoured
Sybil Leek's books, "My Life In Astrology" and "Diary Of a
Witch" (1968). At that point in time, I made a study of witches as women
of the craft -- women who perform magickal rituals in accordance with nature to
bring about a desired result. Well, I tingled. I resonated.
While I've never
formally walked the Wiccan path, I feel a connection to the sacred truths of
Nature. Here's a bit of revealing info I just heard on Coast to Coast am
~coasttocoastam.com~, nighttime radio. The guest, Judika Illes
~judikailles.com~, author of numerous encyclopedic books on paranormal
subjects, talked about the recent discovery of a secret, spell-making code. For
example 'bat wing' was code for the plant Holly, because the leaves resemble
bat wings.
Given my life path,
it became irresistible -- the urge to write my own real witch heroine, my Kandy
Apple. Yes, that is Kandace's nickname, especially around Halloween. She has a
riotous mane of red hair and adores wearing the color red.
My original working
title was Kandy Apple For Halloween. Kinda cheesy, but Zol and Zin, being
canines, wanted to lick their Kandy Apple for Halloween, once they witnessed
her slide down the bannister at a society-swank charity event... albeit, she
was invisible to everyone else.
So to end my blog,
here's a little tease. Ever wonder about the secret life of Hades' hellhounds?
How about what it's like living in our current world as a real witch. Ever
wonder what it would be like if two hellbeastly hot shapeshifters -- in and out
of bed -- wanted only you?
For a fun and fierce
ride where no broomsticks were harmed in the writing of this erotic love novel,
but the bad sorceresses and the villains are magickally harmed, check out KANDY APPLE AND HER
HELLHOUNDS.
~*~
Blurb:
Kandace doesn’t know
why she’s a real witch. Despite her powers, she can’t find her bio parents.
When the Tuxedo Twins tempt her with knowledge about her heritage at a charity
event, Kandace agrees to dance with the mysterious Supernaturals. Unexpectedly,
they are threatened by the omnipresent evil she’s been warned about in her dreams.
To keep from being enslaved, Kandace brings forth her greater magick. But, to
save her homeworld, she needs her hellhounds.
Zolivar and Zindale,
two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds, see a witch sliding down
the bannister after her heist of a painting. Spellbound, they know they’ve
found just the right Kandy Apple to lick for Halloween. With every passion, Zin
and Zol woo their chosen witch. Yet, will their Triad mate stay once she learns
they can’t fall in love like humans? Or, will she return to her homeworld?
Their very lives are at stake.
~*~
SHORT SEXCERPT...
Kandace thought she
heard the slide of clothing, and decided the other twin disrobed. In a lovely
delirium of passion, she didn’t move to find out for certain. Besides, Zol or
Zin’s lips tempted the small of her back, placing a beautiful-feeling kiss.
Kandace doubted any
man had ever kissed her there. Certainly not like that. Not this feeling of I’m
in sex paradise.
Sensually, he nuzzled
her skin. The prowess of his mouth teased her, then pleased her with more long
kisses. In absolute ecstasy, Kandace went limp.
She whimpered as his
hands flowed down her arms. He palmed her hips beneath her skirt and his lips
deserted her back. With clever fingers, he slowly eased her pantyhose downward
and over her butt.
“Yes, naked,” she
murmured.
“Not yet, darling
Kandy.” His soft growl was a command.
The waistband of her
pantyhose captured her knees. Smoothly stroking, he roamed his hands up and
down the entire length of her thighs.
Goddess, they had the
best, most sensually pleasurable hands in the universe. “What are you going to
do to me, you bad hellhound?”
“Enjoy the shape of
your bare ass.”
His lips grazed one
of her butt cheeks and languidly nibbled. When his incredible kisses claimed
the curves of her ass, Kandace moaned, “Oh, yes.”
Seductively, he
nuzzled beneath the fullest flesh of her butt, then nipped her with his lips,
his passion obvious. His mouth moved higher, tantalizing her with more kisses.
“I swear I’m a puddle
of flame for you.” Kandace had never felt anything like this red-hot insanity
of need. Her pussy begged to be noticed -- it was so wet and wanton.
Raising her ass high,
he seized her legs above her knees, and her bouffant skirt brushed her back.
Kandace grabbed white satin, attempting to fist the bedspread, but it was too
slippery.
A dark rumble of lust
sounded close by. “Lick her. I want to watch our Kandy Apple blaze out of
control.”
“Oh lick, yes,” she
managed to say.
Was there any breath
left inside her body?
“Red as sin and
cherries, brother.”
Kandace quivered
inside. She felt her pussy folds swell in anticipation, an ultra sexy
sensation. Unexpectedly, his tongue tip probed her slit. The gentle exploration
sent a jolt of ecstasy through her mound.
“More,” she
whispered. “Please ”
She hadn’t finished
speaking when he licked the length of her sex seam. The smooth finesse of his
tongue made Kandace keen a long whimper. Desperately, she hoped for more.
Zin or Zol didn’t
disappoint.
He lapped her pussy
slit in the same way, but with a steadiness that erotically pulsed her flesh.
Her entire body melted, then pleasurably throbbed.
Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds
Available at Siren-Bookstrand
and at the usual EBOOK and PRINT vendors.
~*~
Where to find Savanna Kougar on the Web...
Savanna also blogs
at:
Other places to find Savanna on the Web...
~*~
GIVEAWAY ~ If you
think you'd enjoy a witchy erotic romance with hellhounds working for the Good
Side, leave a comment, and 'one' of you will be magically selected to receive a
PDF copy of Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds.
~~~~~~
Have a Magickal
Season of the Witch!
Savanna
Savanna Kougar ~ Run
on the Wild Side of Romance ~ savannakougar.com
5 comments:
Savanna, whoa, your sexcerpt gave me shivers reading it! Definitely adding this to my TBR list and would love a copy from the giveaway. I loved the background info you gave about yourself in your blog, I have read all Sybil Leek's books. I'm going to check out Judika Illes. Thanks for your time and the giveaway. ��
Ooooh, another someone who loved the original "Bewitched" as much as me. How awesome! Maybe it was the times, or something to that scientist view of genes carrying ancestral memories along with DNA [an intriguing possibility, at the least],but I clearly remember going through a similar experience as a teen back in the early 60s. Would love to read more about your good witch Kandace & her sexy hellhounds.
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Hi Sandy, thanks for commenting. Judika Illes was excellent in the breadth and depth of her knowledge... but especially because of her true enthusiasm. I need another lifetime just to keep up with all the witchy goodness being revealed in these times.
Hi Cheryl, yep, I loved the original "Bewitched". Even though it was supposed to be a fantasy, I feel there was an ancient ring of truth to the show. And I loved the creative aspects too.
Cheryl, I'm sending you a PDF copy of Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds.
Sandy, if you'd like a copy, send me an email at rebelromance AT earthlink.net.
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