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Songs from my playlist: Love Game by Timecop 1983 Tangled Moon (Insurrection) …It was mid-morning, and they’d gotten their usual four hours of sleep. Darling had woken just after he had, wrapped her naked body up in the blanket, and then tucked her cheek against his sternum, mumbling something about there being no reason to…
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Well, um, yeah… 😲 I kinda bought a book cover. I’m shooting for September 27th for my launching date. It was, I admit, an impulse buy, but I don’t believe in chance so there must be a good reason why I bought it. Like maybe it’s time to just publish this damn book! Long story…
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Tangled Moon (A Werewolf Romance) …He looked at her from over his shoulder, then set aside the sandpaper. “We hunt tonight?” She cleared her throat and lifted her chin to him. A hunting partner. Yes. After all this time, that was all she was to him. “Of course I will hunt,” she said, willing back…
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Tangled Moon …Something inside of her snapped. The stress from last night, the sleep she needed this morning—the sheer terror of losing this prick so casually walking all over her feelings. Danielle turned on him. “You’d like that, my leaving you to become a Matriarch!” she yelled. “Then you can get yourself a new partner.…
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I love all my stories, all of my characters, but something magical happens whenever I’m working on Tangled Moon, especially if it has anything to do with Danielle and Lothar. I get this odd little tingle over my skin, and I feel suddenly more alive and whole. It’s weird, to say that a pair of…
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Enduringly Yours The year of our Lord, 1192 …He shrugged. “I haven’t been sleeping well since we got home.” He rolled the stem of the goblet in his hands. “Maybe I’m not settling in here like I should be.” John was the one that had adjusted to life on campaign as if he’d belonged there…
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Enduringly Yours The year of our Lord, 1192 …John reined in next to Peter. The maids in the wagon were whispering. A lad of about five and ten held the reins, blanching, but keeping a steady seat nonetheless. “Let me talk to him,” John said. “It’ll be best if I handle it.” John might be…
Darcy Branwyn 