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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …John was coming back across the inner bailey, sloshing through mud and looking like an angry demon out for revenge. Oh, no. There would be repercussions for this, Alana knew. Heat flashed over her body despite the weather and she longed for whatever he had in store for her. Alana…
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Oh boy… I’m still working on this one. I cut back my screen time a few years ago by removing most of the apps from my phone and giving away my tablet. Unfortunately I’m finding that in order to create a platform for myself I’ve had to download the WordPress app on my phone, and…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …”Do you see?” he asked. “You need someone.” He snorted. She wasn’t sure if that was male pride surfacing, or what. “Someone?” he asked. “I wasn’t even looking.” She smiled and bit at his neck. “Well, then.” “Don’t disappear on me like that again.” “Yes, my lord.” He groaned. “John,”…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …He caught her back up before she could pull away, kissed her once. She had the patience of a saint with him, even though he didn’t deserve it. “I don’t know what it is, but what I feel for you is like what I feel in battle.” Her brow furrowed.…
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Yes. Too much and not enough. I’ve spent too much of my life writing fiction, and yet not enough; I could write for a hundred years, easily, and not care if anyone thinks I’m missing out on real life. This is my life, and I’m not sorry. I’ve heard stories from people that are working…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …Hungry, was all he could think as he kissed her more deeply, Zipporah groaning into his mouth. The shared the same air, neither of them able to stop panting as they clung to each other. Zipporah pulled back finally, gasping in surprise. Men were shouting and whistling at them. “I’m…
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Tangled Moon …He tossed aside the shirt in his hand and closed his mouth fully over hers. Firm, but slow and gentle. His bare skin was hot and smooth. Her arms came instinctively around him. She was surrounded by his scent, and it was pulling her in on a string. Drip, drip. She could feel…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …“Why? Did you have something else in mind?” She stood, facing him. “I promised myself I wouldn’t have you again until tonight.” “Whatever else will we do?” she teased. “Spanking could still be on the agenda,” he warned. She was so far past taking his warnings seriously that all…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …”I probably should ask him. Maybe I don’t because I’m afraid to hear the answer. It feels amazing as things are. Do I want to ruin the fantasy?” “Eventually, I think you’ll have to. It’ll eat at you if you don’t. Besides, fantasies always end,” her brother said. “I don’t…
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