Give the recipe below a try over the holidays and let me know if it was a hit with your family and friends. :) Yule Time Fudge 1 teaspoon plus 1/4 cup butter, divided 2-1/2 cups confectioners' sugar 2/3 cup milk 12 ounces white baking chocolate, chopped 1/4 teaspoon almond extract 3/4 cup sliced almonds, toasted 1/4 cup dried cherries 1/4 cup dried cranberries
Line a 9-in. square pan with foil and grease the foil with 1 teaspoon butter; set aside.In
a large heavy saucepan, combine the confectioners' sugar, milk and
remaining butter. Cook and stir over medium heat until combined. Bring
to a boil; boil for 5 minutes without stirring. Reduce heat to low; stir
in white chocolate. Cook and stir until chocolate is melted. Remove
from the heat; stir in extract. Fold in the almonds, cherries,
and cranberries. Immediately spread into prepared pan. Refrigerate for 2
hours or until set. Using foil, lift fudge out of pan. Discard foil;
cut fudge into 1-in. squares. Store in the refrigerator.
want to thank all my readers and fans for their support this year, and
wish everyone a very Merry Christmas, Season's Greetings, and an
especially awesome New Year 2013! May you enjoy good health, prosperity, love, and peace this coming new year. Brightest blessings, Cass
My ebook Yule Tides is coming out later today for the Nook and for the Kindle! Weeee! Mermaid nookie rulz! lol
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Something tugged at Merilee’s
back fin, spinning her round. Shark knife in her right hand, she prepared to
defend herself as she’d been taught. But instead of a fearsome predator, she
saw her cousin Nótt seated upon her black sea pony, Hrímfaxi.
“Did I startle you cousin? Were
you lost in thoughts of home?”
Merilee shook her head, unwilling
to admit she’d been distracted by a pair of humans she’d spotted near the cove;
the couple’s hurried movements fueled by need and desire. Unable to look away,
Merilee had held her breath, a silent voyeur in the water. Their passion
sparked a desire in her unlike anything she’d ever known. What would it be
like, wrapping legs around a man’s waist? To experience the undeniable
attraction she had for humans, and succumb to the raw power of the mating
Nótt pointed toward the distant
city lights. “See how they glow, cousin? The land welcomes us, Merilee. Come
with us tonight.”
Temptation warred with caution.
Her cousins were adventurous, often challenging each other, pushing the limits
of courage and endurance. Her aunt called it folly, this lust for humans and
The last time she’d walked on
land, Merilee’s parents had still been alive. Her older sister had stopped by
for a visit and talked her into a day of shoe shopping at the mall near
Copenhagen’s harbor. A bit of frivolous fun that harmed none...gods she missed
the carefree life she’d had. Her beloved home waters seemed so far away.
“Are you coming with us tonight
or not?” Her cousin asked again.
Merilee patted the sea pony’s
forehead and debated whether it was worth the risk. If Aunt Helga found out, there
would be trouble. Uncle’s wife disapproved of anything resembling human
“I’ll even loan you my shiny
azure dress with the black see through lace and my fuck me blue pumps,” Nótt promised. Merilee’s weakness for shoes
was common knowledge among her cousins.
“Nótt! Aunt Helga would be so
mad, hearing you use human curse words!”
“Should I care what that old sea
witch thinks? Say you’ll come with us and play?”
The offer enticed Merilee. She
did love dressing up and it had been so long. Her favorite silver high heels
made her sea legs look curved and her body long and sexy. Aunt Helga had
confiscated the shoes, saying human contraband had no place in her home.
“Hose too?” Merilee dared to add.
“I have an extra pair still
sealed in the package that you can have. But I need an answer now, before Aunt
Helga notices we’re gone and sends someone to search for us,” Nótt warned in a
“Yes. I’ll go with you.” As the
words left her lips, the wind kicked up, and a cold shiver raced beneath her
skin. Merilee hoped it wasn’t an omen of things to come.
“Meet us at the old fisherman’s
shack when the moon is high over the cove, and don’t be late.”
“I’ll be there.” Merilee
promised, and then bunched her muscles, somersaulted above the water. With a
final wave of her blue and green tail, she disappeared beneath the lapping
Merilee peered into the dark
shack, wondering if she was early or if her cousins had already left. She’d had
to sneak past her aunt, who had fallen asleep in a cozy, padded clamshell on
the terrace of their underwater home. Forced to move one snore at a time, she’d
clutched her waterproof pouch to her chest and swum fast as she could.
“Psst! Nótt, where are you?” She
bumped her knee and run her hands over a wooden table.
A light sputtered to life.
Startled, she jumped in fright, only to look into eyes as black as the deepest
depths of the ocean.
Soren stood in the doorway holding an oil lamp. He’d already
dressed and combed back his dark, wet hair.
When Nótt had mentioned others
going with them, she’d pictured her fun-loving, plump cousin Gertie, and maybe
Aunt Helga’s niece, Sonja. Not the family bodyguard.
“Your cousins sent me to fetch
you.” He set the lamp on a shelf and handed her a diver’s bag. She removed the
package of panty hose and the shoes, and then bent to open the pouch she’d
brought with her.
Soren turned to stare out a
broken window while she hurried, toweling herself dry and sliding the hose over
her feet. It wasn’t that she or her people were modest about something so
natural as their unclothed bodies, but more about his training as a sentry.
“We have to drive a different way into the city since the
Flagler Memorial Bridge is closed for renovation.”
Merilee nodded, pulling the dress
over her head and smoothing the shimmering fabric over her curves. She angled
her feet into the high heel pumps and let out a squeal of delight, strutting
across the shack and back again.
“My legs are great in these
shoes!” The click of her stiletto heels on the wooden floor caused Soren to
turn away from the window. “Look at my feet! Aren’t they cute?”
“You can admire yourself later.”
He must have realized how harsh he’d sounded, adding, “I don’t like staying
here longer than we have to, Merilee. There will be better opportunities to
dance once we reach the city. Bring your bags, I’ll throw them in the trunk.”
Did Soren ever relax? Merilee
noted the way he took in everything around them with a single glance, on
“I’m surprised you agreed to come
with us. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you have fun.” She shoved the wet towel
into her zip pouch and blew out the lamp.
“Chaperoning three giggly
mermaids nightclubbing with humans isn’t my idea of fun. I’m only here to keep
you and your cousins out of trouble.” The rumbled growl of Soren’s tone
reinforced his irritation with the task as they walked toward a nearby car.
“Then why didn’t you tell Aunt
“Just get in the car.” He opened
the rear passenger door, his expression closed.
Merilee greeted her cousins and
got into the back seat with Nótt. Using the least bit of sea magic, she opened
her senses, concentrating on the mental communication her people all shared,
and narrowed her focus so only her cousin Nótt could ‘hear’.
Why did you invite Soren?
Soren is the only one of us
who has a car, duh. Or did you want to walk several miles in heels? We couldn’t
cross the bridge, there are humans working on it day and night. Trust me, your
feet would hurt after the first few blocks.
Merilee knew her cousin was right, but that didn’t stop her from expressing her
opinion. He’s a total downer and you know it.
Nótt’s lack of a reply spoke
volumes. Gertie took the opportunity to half turn in her seat and squeeze
“Oh, I’m so glad you came with
us! This will be such fun, you’ll see. The nightclub is sea themed and they
have rainbow sparkling lights in a fake grotto.” She leaned closer and
whispered, “for cuddling and kissing.”
“Let’s not forget about the
stripper pole,” Nótt grinned, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
Merilee noticed Soren’s face in
the car’s mirror and watched with curiosity as his muscles tensed. She shook
off the odd sensation his reaction caused in her stomach and smiled at Gertie,
asking, “What’s a stripper pole?”