Romantic Paranormal Radio

Yep, I admit it. Once upon time, I did my best to get George Noory, the main host of the nighttime paranormal radio show, Coast to Coast am, to have one, just one loveline show for all us merely human women who want a love connection with that dark ultra-sexy wolf shapeshifter, or perhaps a vampire... or the fantasy alien man of your choice.
After all, why not? Who cares if the nut cases call in? Or the pretenders who want to live their own secret love fantasies. Talk about entertainment paranormal-romance style.
Heck, I can’t even talk George Noory into doing a Time Traveler call-in show like Art Bell used to do. Talk about phenomenal and riveting radio. One man claimed to be from an alternate future where the Confederacy won the Civil War and had joined with Mexico in a Union. Let me tell you he sounded absolutely authentic. Was he? Shrug... I don’t know. But he sure had that southern gentleman’s accent and he answered every question with a logic that made it plausible.
So, what if? *What if*is often the writer’s best friend. So, what if my heroine started her own radio show, a paranormal loveline?
Yeppers, I had fun penning this imagination-gone-wild novella. Maybe someday, it will find a publishing home. For now... here’s the opening ~

RADIO FOR THE STAR-CROSSED LOVER

CHAPTER ONE

“Midnight. The witching hour. From now on the bewitching hour...ladies...gentleman. Love is in the universe. Love is in the stars.
“This is Sylfann...and this is radio for the star crossed lover.
“On this talk radio program we are beginning a brave new experiment. Intergalactic love. Intergalactic dating. Maybe just intergalactic sex. A lust romp among the stars. A one night stand on Venus or Mars.
“Richard C. Hoagland of Enterprise Mission, are you listening? You and Robin. Just the face on Mars. It’s a lovely warm night – the stars are blaze-twinkling – no light pollution on Mars...never mind. I get carried away easily.
“I’d like to get carried away – but that’s not a fantasy for your ears, dear listeners. Remember the FCC. But, maybe a fantasy for the ears of my new intergalactic lover – that is, if my wildest fantasy comes true.
“What is your wildest fantasy...ladies? What do you desire from your lover? What do you passionately desire in a lover? Or a husband?
“What do you want him to do to you?
“The whole passion truth, and nothing but the erotic truth, ladies.
“Or – what do you want to do to him?
“Well, ladies, truth be told, for several decades now, I haven’t found my heart’s true passion – or true love – from any man on good ole’ lovely Earth – sorry gentleman.
“Consider, ladies, what if there is a whole galaxy of men, real men – and we’ll include the dark, dangerous supernatural world of men – just take a peek, if you’re not already voraciously reading, then fantasizing – at the romance novel market – werewolves, vampires, shape shifters – all sorts of delicious creature men – werecats...
“Werelion or wereleopard? Which one would fantasy-wild please me the most?
“You, ladies?
“What if there are men – not of this Earth – out there. Somewhere out there who want you? Who want to give you what you fantasy desire. What you fantasy crave to the depths of your woman soul.
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Savanna

Savanna Kougar
~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Author of ~
All Shades of Blue Paradise
Red Lioness Tamed
When a Good Angel Falls
Tangerine Carnal Dreams
Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis
Black Cat Beauty