Tangled Moon
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Tangled Moon: …Danielle walked back inside and banged her cup on the table. She took up the sweater she’d left draped over the back of a chair and pulled it over her head. “Danielle…” He sounded sorry but she was beyond caring. “Don’t call me Danielle,” she bit. “Is your name.” He was still pretending…
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Tangled Moon: …Could any man be more confusing? One moment he was ready to defy his uncle to keep her with him, the next, practically giving her to Nick. She glared at Lothar but he ignored her. She knew it didn’t help that she had no idea what she wanted, but still, he could give…
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…Danielle opened the door and tossed her tea untouched onto the ground. Lothar was so stupid. All these years and he still had no idea what he did to her insides. Autumn leaves were just starting to sprinkle the lawn and there was a chill in the air. Normally, she liked fall. Not so much…
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Tangled Moon: …“I thought you were my friend,” she said, pulling uselessly. “I thought you cared enough.” She wasn’t sure why she kept talking, other than because she had a captive audience. “You are…” Her throat closed and tears burned her eyes. “You are everything to me, you stupid son of a bitch, and I…
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Tangled Moon: …Nick opened the door knowing Danielle was on the other side. She looked up at him, standing out in the corridor with her innocent eyes. She seemed a little lost, like she had no idea what she was doing. It wasn’t the first time he’d seen that look on her face. He knew…
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Tangled Moon: …“Stay here.” He ducked his head to look her in the eyes. “I’ll leave the door open and be back in a couple minutes.” “Now you’re leaving me?” “You don’t want to see this.” He kissed her quickly on the mouth and went in. The light inside was on a motion sensor. It…
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Tangled Moon: … “The both of you are acting like, like…” He waited for her. “Like I’m worth it.” Danielle blew out a breath. “Why wouldn’t you be?” She shrugged. “Need I list out all of the reasons?” “Do you want me to pull over?” he asked quietly; with a hidden warning. “No, just keep…
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Tangled Moon …His brow pinched, and he got that look on his face, like she was ripping his guts out. His hand smoothed over her hair, and then his fingers wove through the strands, and he tipped her face back. “Lothar,” she pleaded. “I’m on a hair trigger.” “So am I,” he breathed, his nose…
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I’m sitting here, trying to function, and trying to make the audio for episode one of Tangled Moon without crying. I’m a sap, I guess, or something like that. It’s deeply emotional for me to launch this membership platform because it’s a vision I’ve had for some time now. I’ve self-published books before, and even…
Darcy Branwyn 