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There are really only two principles that I live by. The first is the law of reciprocity. When you give freely of yourself it always comes back to you. That doesn’t mean you never say no, or do away with boundaries. It’s more like filling your own cup first and then giving away your excess—love,…
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Lothar reached out, catching her off guard. She jerked back before realizing his intentions. His palm formed neatly around the back of her head. He drew her closer, Danielle having to take two steps to meet up with him. She looked at his face as he hovered there over her, his scent obliterating Nick’s. “I…”…
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Not to get political, but does anyone else feel like the government is pulling a Weekend at Bernie’s on us with Joe Biden? Just wondering.
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I have this fantasy. After throwing in the towel with Amazon, and being disenfranchised by the commercial publishing industry (most romance novels are written my ghost writers after all) I decided to pour myself into this blog while turning my two series: Tangled Moon and Worth Fighting For, into ongoing story lines. I hoping eventually…
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Danielle knew that he was on his way back from the forest. If she focused she could tell where he was. She left the vampires carefully inside the darkened cabin and went out onto the porch. She was wearing her favorite jeans—that may or may not ever fit her again—while she still could, and an…
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Warning: I have a full house today so there could be some background noise. *Edited* Everyone left so I made a new recording. 😜 How does hard work make me feel fulfilled? I think it depends on the work. If I just cleaned up a room, or a messy pile that needed to be sorted…
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“Where should we put her things?” John called as Peter took the steps two at a time. “Need you ask?” “I told you,” he heard John say to Zipporah. Peter ignored her subsequent protest, leaving her arguing with John. Reaching his brother’s impeccably neat solar, Peter closed the door and sat behind the desk. He…
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What would I do if I lost all of my possessions? I’d probably be in too much shock to think about the things. I’d be happy that I was okay and my family safe. We were in a car crash a few years ago. We walked away, but a car I really liked was totaled…
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He’d shown her around the house good-naturedly. Was there such a thing as a good-natured vampire? Catherine felt a little bad about it in retrospect. This place seemed to be stirring up a lot of things in him that she knew he’d rather pretend were either long forgotten, or didn’t bother him anymore. Truth was…
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Darcy Branwyn 