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Thursday, October 30, 2014
Drag Show Games (Drag Show 1) Release Day!
Drag Show Games (Drag Show 1) Blog Tour
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Mya Larose | 11/02 – Sun |
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Peyton Clarke’s Hot, Sexy and Shared | 11/04 – Tue |
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Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Wednesday's Words for October 29, 2014
Ah, well laid plans. Aren’t they a kick? If you’re anal like I am, nothing compares to the pleasure you derive from sitting down and making detailed plans. I have spreadsheets out the wazoo, for just about every major and most minor occurrences in my life.
I have a grocery list spreadsheet, which yes, I print out and attach to a clip board to take into the store with me every week. My mother gave me two non-negotiable laws for grocery shopping: never shop hungry, and never shop without a list.
I may have taken it a step further than she might have envisioned, organizing the list in the order of the grocery store aisles as I encounter them, although she would certainly approve of my entering the price I expect to pay per item on the sheet.
I make a list when I am going on a trip, for all the things I need to take with me especially my clothing. I actually plan ahead what I will wear on any given day of my excursion. This is particularly helpful when the trip is a conference, and there are day as well as evening events. No, it doesn’t matter that I don’t always stick to the plan exactly. I have the list, and I enjoyed the time spent in anticipation, making it.
I didn’t actually make a list for this week—what I planned to do and where I needed to go, or perhaps more to the point, what I didn’t plan to do and where I didn’t plan to go. I think, quite possibly, that was my mistake. Well that, and my general lack of specificity beforehand.
As talk circulated amongst the family about this vacation that the grandfather and his daughter were taking in the weeks leading up to their departure, general comments were made. I said that this would be a wonderful time for me, too, even though I wasn’t going. I expressed joy at the prospect of having the house to myself, without interruption, or service to others.
Perhaps I should have been more blunt. Perhaps I should have come right out and said, “please, do not hesitate to just leave me alone”. I guess I shouldn’t complain. It is, after all, nice to be needed, and I really do value any opportunity to serve others.
I contacted second daughter Sunday evening, because my beloved had purchased a cherry cheesecake on Saturday and had eaten only one piece. The rest was in the fridge and I wouldn’t eat it, and I know she loves that dessert. So I suggested that she pop by on her way home from work and take it home with her.
She suggested instead that since Monday was her day off, she could stop in for a short visit, and she could grab it then. Great! She’s busy and I don’t get to see her enough, so of course I agreed.
About a half hour before she was due to arrive, she called. Could I possibly, pretty please make her eggs and cheese....and sausage....and toast? She’d been running around doing errands, and she was starving. How could I refuse?
Later that same day she texted me because she’d forgotten that she had volunteered to participate in a survey at work (on her day off) and would I mind taking her son (my youngest grandson) to his football game? At 8 o’clock that night? Since my daughter, who would normally do this for her was away, there really was no one else to do it. How could I refuse?
Then, yesterday around five-thirty, my 20 year old grandson—my daughter’s son—called. “Grandma, I have a huge favor to ask. I need to go to the variety store and get a couple of things. Can you come and get me and take me there?”
Yes, I do have trouble saying no—but I said it this time. He’s twenty and healthy and the store is less than a half mile from his house, and it was a glorious fall day. And, I’d just sat down to have my supper.
So I said no, and it only took me about an hour and a half to stop feeling guilty that I did. And at that point I began to wonder how long it would be until I wound up doing something else for someone else. Not long, as it turns out. I’ll be taking my young grandson—whose football season was over Monday—to his hockey practice, tonight.
Next year, I’m thinking of telling everyone that, while father and daughter are away on vacation, I’ll be on one, too. Yes! I’m going away, away, very far away....I’ll be booked on a week-long excursion on the ship of my imagination.
A place where the possibilities are endless, and there is no cell phone reception.
Love,
Morgan
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Tuesday, October 28, 2014
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Monday, October 27, 2014
Angelic Forecast ~ #321
"How may we serve your jet?" one of the men asks. "She is alive, is she not?"
I nod. "Very much alive. She feeds from my energy field." I turn placing my palm on my pet jet. Instantly, the transference of frequency occurs. Then, I create a bond that will let me know if she is threatened in any way, and give her permission to defend herself.
I will take no chances, even though I sense no duplicity or danger from these people.
"Please," I begin, "I would like to learn about you and your civilization."
As I move to join with these Atlantean types, I feel Dhuroth's mind link. "A moment," I say in Martian, "my mate is contacting me telepathically."
'My one woman, where are you?'
In answer, I visualize the people and my surroundings. There is a significant hesitation, which begins to concern me.
'Sh’raka, these subterranean dwellers could be long lost cousins to my race. Do they speak Martian?'
'They do. Am I in danger and don't know it? They seem friendly enough.'
'Ask them if they possess an ancient communication technology called Xribhyr.'
To the best of my ability, I ask my lion man's question and try to correctly pronounce 'Xribhyr'.
Their gazes spark with recognition, and I get tingle bumps bigtime.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~
Now it begins worldwide... the RESURRECTION OF POWER to the people. Amidst the global chaos, and the breakdown of society, HUMANKIND RISES to seize the reins once again.
On the AWAKENING front, now benign cosmic forces are RE-AWAKENING the true human soul, and with it, igniting the ability to be powerful, to express power in every area of your life.
For, there has been a ruthless, centuries-old campaign to keep the real power of humanity contained, and UNKNOWN to most of us. This diabolical veil is lifting at this time. That is the GIFT of this Samhain season.
On the magickal, mystical front, during this 'critical' supernatural week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' swing their lightblades in a relentless attack on the black-hearted Viper elite. For, these soulless ones are being exposed in their endtimes' acts of evil.
However, as this sinister underbelly is constantly revealed to the people, a madness will grip some. On the other side, many who own strong natures will bring forth their warrior natures. They will successfully battle those who would destroy humanity and Mother Earth.
On the personal front, a key week for many as nefarious forces gather to overwhelm all of us. Center your thoughts on home and family. Care for yourself and your loved ones as much as possible, including your animal loved ones. For, this will create an atmosphere of GOODNESS, absolutely essential for these difficult times.
On the good side, opportunities abound to move ahead in your life. As always, check out what comes your way before you leap. But once you do, and all 'feels' right, then take that crucial leap.
As well, likely, there will be a monstrous amount of greed and bad coming at us like super-speed bullets for the rest of the year, 2014. Beware and stay out of harm's way.
On the paranormal front, the time of Halloween/Samhain is upon us. This year will feature bigtime 'oddities'. Also, the 'supernaturals' surrounding us will emerge ever faster. For, the dimensional walls are thin with many portals and windows.
Also, the opportunity at this paranormal time is to meet your own eternal soul face-to-face. More than ever, we are all in need of our latent soul abilities. This is part of reclaiming our personal power.
On the land changes front, Here Comes the Sun ... From a November 2012 forecast: "earthquakes, volcanoes, superstorms, and the exploding sun, oh my!"
Also, from the September 28, 2014 forecast: "As the year 2014 ends, superstorm weather hits more frequently. Remember, dare to prepare. Further, CMEs from the sun lash the Earth's atmosphere, causing significant communication glitches."
HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Powerful X-Class solar flares hit Earth, cause radio blackouts – largest sunspot seen in 24 years"
Plus, as stated in previous forecasts, ocean-bottom volcanoes have now been proven by mapping the ocean floor: HEADLINE: "Thousands of undersea volcanoes revealed in new map of ocean floor"
And, on the volcano front, HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Kilauea Lava Flow May Force Evacuations in Hawaii
A searing lava flow may force evacuations in Pahoa, Hawaii, a small town on the eastern side of Hawaii’s Big Island, this week." ~accuweather.com~
THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~
Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
***
It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
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~~~ EBOOK & IN PRINT ~~~ a former #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list
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Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
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Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Wednesday's Words for October 22, 2014
Yes, the temperature has dropped, and the forecast warns we could be in for a winter to rival the last one, as far as the cold is concerned. Already the winds of autumn are blowing, and boy, are they nippy. We’ve had rain the last few days, the icy-cold kind of rain that gives us a hint of what is to come. I may or may not have told you, but I consider October to be the first of our six months of winter. October to March inclusive is on average too cold, and too damp. And looking at it that way, by New Year’s Day we are at the halfway point, instead of just a couple of weeks in!
As the winds blow, and the rain falls, what could possibly be better, you might ask, than hopping on a plane and heading to the Caribbean for a week of sun, sand, and surf?
Let me answer that question for you: being the one who inherits the house all to herself when the other one flies south.
Each year, my husband takes our daughter on a week-long trip. It’s his way of saying thank you, because she gets up every day before the butt-crack of dawn and drives him to work. Our “second daughter” does this as well, on the days when she works the early day shift. Last year, she went with them and they all flew to Las Vegas. This year, she couldn’t get away, so it’s just the two of them.
He’d asked our daughter where she wanted to go and she confessed that she would really, really like to take a cruise. To give my beloved credit, he did look into it.
Now, I feel I must digress for just a moment. You see, while Mr. Ashbury and I have been married for forty-two years, we are not the same, in several interesting ways. To demonstrate one, in this case relevant difference between us, allow me to recount an episode that occurred over a decade ago, when our oldest son was getting married.
Our daughter came to me, and, knowing that we would give her brother and his wife a monetary gift, she wanted to know how much that would be. I replied that we were still in negotiations, and as one of us was generous and the other cheap, agreement had not yet been reached.
She laughed, raised her hand, and said, “I know, I know, let me guess which of you is the cheap one,” all the while looking at her father.
He prefers the term, “frugal”.
So, as you can probably infer, my daughter is not going to be taking her first ever cruise this month. I think that is just as well, and I’ve already told her that a cruise is more of a mother-daughter vacation. Instead, my husband was able to get a good package—all inclusive, including air, accommodations, and meals, for a very reasonable price.
They leave this coming Sunday, and will be back the following Sunday and are headed to the Caribbean.
And I, dear friends, I get my house to myself, with no interruptions, no scheduling, no fetching and carrying and I can guarantee you after the initial cleaning as the airport limo drives out sight, very little housework, as well.
I have no plans to go anywhere, except perhaps to visit my son and his wife and go to bingo with them one night.
Yes, it is quite possible that I will get just a bit lonely...probably the day before my husband comes home. And that is fine, that is how it should be. That allows me the very best circumstance of all.
I’ll be happy to see him go, and happy to welcome him home.
Love,
Morgan
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UNHALLOWED REDEMPTION - Midnight, New Orleans Style 3 by TARA ROSE
When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever. Kidnapped from a cemetery in New Orleans on Halloween, each of the five friends becomes embroiled in a paranormal turf war that will decide the outcome of not only their lives, but the entire city of New Orleans.
When five college friends reunite, one night changes their lives forever.
When Faina Andropov visits New Orleans with four college friends, it’s to honor the death of their friend, Lisette. The five have never resolved the guilt they feel over Lisette’s death, and decide to make a wish at Marie Laveau’s tomb on Halloween.
Faina and her friends become separated, and she is kidnapped by demon brothers Alexei and Konstantin Veselov and held prisoner in their mansion. As she becomes their lover, she learns that Alexei and Konstantin are bound by a contract with the devil, and she is both their key to freedom, and the love they must sacrifice to become human again.
With the help of a fallen angel, the brothers find a way out of the contract. But before they can execute it, Faina is attacked by their enemies. Can they rescue her in time, or will they be forced to make the ultimate choice?
Monday, October 20, 2014
Drag Show Games (Drag Show 1) on Pre-Order!
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Angelic Forecast ~ #320
Another hesitation... then, a women who has not spoken yet, says, "We have always relied on remaining undetected. However, we have remnants of lightbeam weaponry."
"Remnants," I repeat. "That doesn't sound too promising."
"We have the remnants and the original designs," another man, who reminds me some of my Dhuroth speaks.
"It becomes a matter of time to become prepared," the original woman speaks. "I am Oleila of the Phoenix Seven House."
I take an instant to assimilate what has occurred, where I am, and the scene before me. This must be a divine appointment, I think.
"Oleila, what a lovely name," I begin. "If there is a way we on Mars can assist you..."
Oleila smiles, a genuine expression that shines her dark eyes. "Let us dine and learn about each other. For the moment, we are safe. I will have the men collect all that we know about the lightbeam weapons. Then, we will discuss a trade for any assistance your people are able to provide."
"How may we serve your jet?" one of the men asks. "She is alive, is she not?"
I nod. "Very much alive. She feeds from my energy field." I turn placing my palm on my pet jet. Instantly, the transference of frequency occurs. Then, I create a bond that will let me know if she is threatened in any way, and give her permission to defend herself.
I will take no chances, even though I sense no duplicity or danger from these people.
"Please," I begin, "I would like to learn about you and your civilization."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~
Miracles and Mayhem ... the world goes topsy turvy at this time on the cosmic calendar. Hang on for the bucking bronco ride.
On the AWAKENING front, the AWAKENING FLASHPOINT is here. At this turnpoint toward the Aquarian Age many of us will be altering our course in life. While for some of us this change in path will be a series of subtle events... however, for most of us the motivation to change our direction in life will be strong and immediate.
Know this, if there appears to be no way, a WAY will open up before us. For, this is a soul appointment.
On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' use spooky scare tactics on those who sinisterly cast forth the power of magick against humankind. Think the dreams of *Scrooge* meet the movie "Nightmare on Elm Street".
Out of this, *some* of the so-called, corrupt 'rich and powerful' will make amends, thus mending their evil ways. However, many will not accept this message, and will reap the fire-tornadic winds of hell.
On the personal front, the cosmic dynamics from the previous week continues, and only heightens.
"... lots of high-flying moments this week, and likely lots of low spots... this will be a slam-bash time for many. The way to navigate your way through is to listen to your gut while respecting your own inner wisdom.
Also, heartbreak and/or heart love could become central in your life. If there is heartbreak, this will pass and bring blessings. If this is a heart-loving time, treasure every moment, and nourish the relationship(s) -- pets included, of course. For, this is part of humanity's evolution-revolution renaissance."
As well, this week, a major opportunity is likely to rear up. Give it the eagle eye, and if it looks good, hop on and go for the big wild ride.
On the paranormal front, at the approach of All Hallow's Eve it's time to lift the barriers inside your mind. Glimpse your deepest fantasies. Take a step into otherworlds, whatever unique worlds you observe in your mind's eye. This exploration can be in any realm or in several realms.
Another opportunity is to see parts of yourself that have been off limits. Then, ask yourself: What psychic and/or super powers do you want?
And say, what about all those UFOS being reported these days? Here's one HEADLINE-SNIPPET:
"UFO Turns Night Into Day In Recife, Brazil (Video) CONTRIBUTOR: Mort Amsel. via Disclose TV A flash of light in northern Brazil was so bright that it illuminated the sky, temporarily making the dark night sky as bright as day. The incident occurred on the night of Wednesday, October 15 in Brazil’s Recife region. At approximately 10:20 p.m., witnesses saw a UFO... " ~beforeitsnews.com~
On the land changes front, from the previous week: "the season of the superstorm... for the next three months storms with fierce winds are likely to relentlessly lash various land and coastlines areas across the planet. Large earthquakes continue to shake, rattle, and roll Mother Earth. Look for more quake swarms.
Volcanic activity continues to increase worldwide, and there could be a major eruption on Hawaii in the near future." Plus, don't forget the sinkholes forming all over the planet at this time.
HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Terrifying Tornado Clusters on the Rise
Tornadoes are touching down in clusters more often than 50 years ago, a new study reports. On some days, more than 30 twisters strike the United States." ~accuweather.com~
THIS WEEK, let the autumnal sunlight bathe you and illuminate your spirit. Walk upon Mother Earth and listen to her many songs. Some are just for you.
THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~
Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
***
It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
~~~~~~
~~~ EBOOK & IN PRINT ~~~ a former #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list
Author Discovery by BookStrand author, Lindsay Townsend.
~~~
~ HAVE A MAGICKAL WEEK ~
Kisses from Savanna Kougar...
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[New Atlantis Trilogy, Book 1]
Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
[Chrontropolis, Book 1]
Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print
Branded by the Texans ~ IN PRINT ~ A Siren-BookStrand Bestseller!
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Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~ What happens when two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds find just the right witch for Halloween? ~ Ebook and In Print.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Wednesday's Words for October 15, 2014
There can be no doubt left in anyone’s mind that summer has fled, and autumn has arrived. We’ve already had one night here in my area where the temperatures dipped down to the freezing mark. The news was filled with warnings about the impending, wide-spread frost.
That warning took me back to my childhood. We grew up in a rural community. My mother and father had purchased the “big house” next door to the “little house” that had been my first home. The lady in the big house had decided to sell, because she’d been widowed. She’d had enough of country living, and planned to move to the nearby small town.
My parents bought the house and kept the one they already had. The plan was to rent out the little one, and make a good portion of the mortgage payment that way. Sadly, the January following the summer this sale took place, my father died. So mom was left a single mother, with three kids, and an old farm house, that sat on three-quarters of an acre of land.
Not a lot of land, but certainly enough to have a good sized garden. I can’t give you the exact dimensions of it but it was large enough that the farmer down the road would come each spring on his tractor to plow and then disc the garden.
It was always full of food. She grew beans, beets, carrots and potatoes. There were rows of tomatoes, broccoli and cabbage. We had melons, and egg plant, and green peppers. The garden was longest, east to west, so the rows ran north to south, and the last two rows at the west end of the garden were always corn.
Did I mention the cucumbers? Man, I hated those things. I hated them because they were not harvested, for the most part, until we got that first frost warning.
Harvest day was a family effort. Being the youngest didn’t get me out of any work at all. While mom and my sister dug and picked, I got to scrub.(I believe my brother had escaped by this point. He’d married and moved off).
We had a metal twin laundry tub that got rolled outside for the occasion, and then filled by the garden hose. And every bean and pepper and potato and cucumber that was harvested, had to be scrubbed.
Holy mother of cold water, did I ever hate that job.
Inevitably, the water wasn’t just cold, it was ice cold—as was the wind that would come up and caress my poor wet little paws.
But that was only part of the reason I hated those cucumbers. The other was what she did with the majority of them after they’d been cleaned and dried.
I don’t see it much down in the U.S. but up here, if you order a burger at a restaurant, one of the condiments you nearly always have brought to the table is green pickle relish. And that is what my mother made with the majority of those cucumbers.
I was drafted each year to help her. Step one was: slice the cucumbers in half, length-wise, and, using a spoon, scoop the seeds out. There would be something like oh, a bushel or two of these green monsters for me to process.
I hated that part so much that I edited it from my memory so that the first time, as an adult, that I attempted to make the relish, I forgot to do it. Seriously. Seedy relish. Ugh.
Then I had to grind the cucumbers, using an old fashion manual crank-operated grinder. The rest, though, was all mom. She would add vinegar and sugar and a large “bouquet garni” that contained cloves and cinnamon and other pickling spices, and she would cook that relish for a few hours over several days. The very sharp and distinctive aroma that relish produced each fall, permeated our house, our clothing and, I’m certain, burned our olfactory senses for at least a month.
But that relish was far superior to anything you could buy in the store—and our pantry was always full, with the bounty of our garden, my mother’s frugality, and all of our family’s hard work.
Love,
Morgan
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Monday, October 13, 2014
TO SIR WITH LOVE - The Doms of Sybaris Cove 4
I'm so pleased to announce a new release!! TO SIR WITH LOVE is book 4 in my The Doms of Sybaris Cove series!!
You can read more about The Doms of Sybaris Cove on my WEBSITE, but for now, here is a brief overview...
Sybaris...
Founded in 720 BC by Achaean and Troezenian settlers, Sybaris amassed great wealth thanks to its fertile land and busy port. Its inhabitants became famous among the Greeks for their hedonism, feasts, and excesses, to the extent that "sybarite" and "sybaritic" have become bywords for opulent luxury and outrageous pleasure seeking.
The Doms of Sybaris Cove...
In the Gulf of Mexico, southwest of Timbalier Island, is a tropical paradise named Sybaris Cove. The original inhabitants of this island were escaped convicts from various Caribbean islands. They came to the island seeking refuge, but instead found greed and jealousy.
William and Robert Raleigh, brothers who made their fortune running rum and engaging in other illegal activities, hid out on the island in 1945. Taking advantage of the infighting among the natives, they began buying up land and laying down roots, promising the people of the island order and peace.
Instead, they were joined by cousins Agapito and Iago Durante, who were just as corrupt as the Raleigh brothers. The island soon became the private plaything of the Raleighs and Durantes, and the natives their servants. But the natives, who had brought with them a blend of voodoo, Santeria, and dark magic, had their own way of dealing with Robert, William, Agapito, Iago, and their sons.
The sons of both families started a mail order business, making and selling floggers, paddles, and other leather fetish toys. Phoebe's Playthings grew into a multi-million dollar corporation that the Raleigh and Durante ancestors now run from the island.
However, the male ancestors of William, Robert, Agapito, and Iago share more than their thriving business and paradise. If they try to leave the island, they die.
Someone put a curse on them, and no one knows where it originated, or how to break it, but they definitely know it's real...
BLURB for TO SIR WITH LOVE:
[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Consensual BDSM Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, spanking, flogging, paddling, knife play, wax play, sex toys, HEA]
Leta Da Costa has been Nando Durante’s submissive for three years, and she would do anything for him. The pair are best friends with Graham Raleigh, who lost his wife and infant son in a house fire two years ago. When Nando asks Leta for a one time fantasy where he and Graham top her in play and have sex with her, she agrees. But for Graham, one time isn’t enough.
As Nando works to overcome his jealousy and realizes he’d rather share Leta than lose her, Leta has past issues of her own to conquer. The three commit to their new ménage relationship as Leta falls in love with Graham as well.
When a series of fires at a nearby construction site send all three to the area to help, Nando becomes trapped in a building. Can Leta help Graham face his worst nightmare to save Nando’s life?
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Angelic Forecast ~ #319
"We follow the Law of One," the woman who spoke before says, as she moves beside the man. "In secret we built this subterranean city complex preparing for the day when the Dark Ones seized rule of Earth."
"Wow," I say in English after several seconds to let everything soak in. Plus, there is a faint flowing music I hear. Intriguing and somehow familiar, although I can't place where I might have heard it before.
"If you built in secret, do the Dark Ones know of your existence?" I ask.
There is a silence which does not bode well, and the group take turns glancing at one another.
"Recently," the man answers, his face drawn, his dark eyes shadowed, "we have reason to believe our presence has been detected."
"At first, we believed you and your jet to be an enemy probe," the woman continues, "until we analyzed your genetic composition."
My curiosity kicks in over 'analyzing my genes' ... but there are far more important issues at hand. "Do you have a good defense system against the Dark Ones?"
Another hesitation... then, a women who has not spoke yet, says, "We have always relied on remaining undetected. However, we have remnants of lightbeam weaponry."
"Remnants," I repeat. "That doesn't sound too promising."
"We have the remnants and the original designs," another man, who reminds me some of my Dhuroth speaks.
"It becomes a matter of time to become prepared," the original woman speaks. "I am Oleila of the Phoenix Seven House."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~
The Clash and Smash of Civilization is Heard Round the World
As the global technocrats attempt to seize the reins of societies worldwide, the energy-force of the Aquarian Age battles back in an epic struggle of 'let freedom reign' versus another dark age of tyranny.
On the AWAKENING front, this week the focus is on the return of true magick. For, many of us are gradually AWAKENING to the strength of our real 'powers'.
In opposition to this inner knowledge and 'knowing', the dark-side controllers will offer more outrageous, tabloid, bread-and-circus entertainments -- all while whipping up a black cauldron of endless fear.
On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' will slash and bash the false matrix of the Viper magicians. Thus, revealing a hidden TRUTH that will shake those in know to their very cores.
For, the deception of humanity has been so complete that what is often spiritually called the LIGHT SIDE is merely another layer of dogma and lies. Or, a false paradigm that has been staged by greater forces, and is meant to keep all of us trapped in third dimension materialism.
However, those Benevolents who operate in the LOVE vibe will be increasing their assistance to humankind, and showing the way.
On the personal front, lots of high-flying moments this week, and likely lots of low spots... this will be a slam-bash time for many. The way to navigate your way through is to listen to your gut while respecting your own inner wisdom.
Also, heartbreak and/or heart love could become central in your life. If there is heartbreak, this will pass and bring blessings. If this is a heart-loving time, treasure every moment, and nourish the relationship(s) -- pets included, of course. For, this is part of humanity's evolution-revolution renaissance.
On the paranormal front, a time of great weirding is upon us. This can be the good, the bad, the beautiful, or the ugly. Dimensional portals never opened before, and portals long closed, are now being triggered by both the dark-siders and the Benevolents. Out of this, as stated before, beast cryptids and strange beings will likely continue to be observed. And thus, reported to alternative paranormal sites. Stay alert.
On the Mars front, HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Humanoid statue discovered on Mars?
An incredible image of what looks like a giant humanoid statue bearing a remarkable likeness to ancient figures carved thousands of years ago on Earth, has been discovered on Mars." ~examiner.com/article/humanoid-statue-discovered-on-mars-video
On the UFO front, HEADLINES from Examiner.com ~
UFO over Florida hovers over Carnival Cruise ship, witnesses claim [Video]
UFO dives for cover in clouds over France (Video)
UFO news: UFO caught on camera complete with 'aliens'
UFO stalks passenger jet near Seattle (Video)
UFO chases chemtrail jet over Los Angeles (Video)
Black triangle UFO spooking townsfolk of Shropshire, England
On the truth front, TRUTH becomes a giant speeding spear at this point in cosmic history/herstory. This Divine Spear of Truth penetrates the heart of every living being. Thus, to encourage an *eyes open, ears open, senses open* attitude.
To free humankind, the past continues to reveal itself. HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Latest News From The Excavations At Gunung Padang, The Mysterious Ancient Pyramid In Indonesia That Is Rewriting History ~grahamhancock.com/forum/HancockG10-Gunung-Padang-Latest.php~
On the land changes front, the season of the superstorm... for the next three months storms with fierce winds are likely to relentlessly lash various land and coastlines areas across the planet. Large earthquakes continue shake, rattle, and roll Mother Earth. Look for more quake swarms.
Volcanic activity continues to increase worldwide, and there could be a major eruption on Hawaii in the near future.
HEADLINE: "Large pyroclastic flows from Mount Sinabung disrupt flights, Indonesia"
THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~
Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
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Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.
WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS
~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~
World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.
Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.
Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.
Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?
Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.
Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.
Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?
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It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.
Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.
He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.
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