Tangled Moon
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Tangled Moon: …Catherine made her way to the bedroom and crawled into bed, her stomach feeling as if it had been hollowed out even though she’d just eaten. She rolled onto her back, heaving air at the ceiling. “Oh, God,” she breathed. Her throat began to burn. “Please be fast. Please be fast.” Her fingers…
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Songs from my writing playlist: Underworld USA. Alessandro is from ancient Egypt and thousands of years old. Bound by the curse put on him by the female that changed him into a vampire, he’s doomed to wander the earth in search of his Hathor; the goddess of love. Until Kendra, of course. Tangled Moon: …It…
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Tangled Moon: …He didn’t look angry anymore. He looked, well, sort of like he did at his prey when he was hungry. Danielle’s breath hitched as he reached out, smoothing her hair back. Her pulse leaped in her throat, and she felt like she really did hate him for not having her. But she still…
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Songs from my writing playlist: Running in the Night. In the beginning, the only time Danielle and Lothar could be one was when they hunted together as wolves. He knew that loving her—or rather admitting it to her—could get them both killed, so he hid it from her for YEARS, Danielle secretly in love with…
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Tangled Moon: ❤️‍🔥…He breathed in, and then he bent further, Danielle lifting her chin for him as he kissed her neck. She felt his fangs against her skin, softly, dragging—harmlessly—with the promise of the fierceness of the wolf now tamed for her pleasure….đź’—đź’ť
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Tangled Moon: …“Way too much trauma,” she said. It was true. What had happened between them—to them—fifteen years ago still felt like a massive ball of pain that just kept coming back to roll them over and over again. What the hell was wrong with them? Why didn’t they just get over it already? She…
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…That was why they both needed it like this, as if they could somehow heal the fractures within themselves by pretending to fix the past. Damn, no—she felt her throat closing up and tears burning her eyes. Damnit, Danielle, not now. Stop with the tears. One broke free from her lashes, rolling down her cheek.…
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I usually don’t do this. Usually I schedule all my posts ahead of time and plan out exactly what I’m doing, but I’m in a weird mood, I guess. I’m sitting here listening to the above song on repeat, and writing this: ❤️💔Danielle and Lothar: 💔❤️ (Damn but I wish you two were real people.…
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Tangled Moon: ❤️❤️Sorry (not sorry)❤️❤️for all the emojis but Danielle and Lothar ARE the reason I sit down at the keyboard day after day, even when it rips my heart out to do it. I love them, but they make me cry, but I love them, but they break my heart, but I love them.…
Darcy Branwyn 