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She was frowning at the phone, pale light making her skin look even whiter than usual, like ivory and snow. Like a queen. He beat back the sudden instinct to inject her with the venom that would make her immortal. How could he even consider? He wouldn’t do that to her. “It isn’t about the…
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Danielle pulled off her boots and socks, and then gave herself a moment to enjoy the feel of the cool, spongy earth beneath her bare feet. The sun had set and she was going to hunt with Lothar and the vampires. Lothar was faster than she was, shifting into a wolf and then pacing before…
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“I’ll impress you later.” Every word was ripe with meaning. Oh, boy. She was going to enjoy that very much. She shrugged as if with indifference, even as her body was warming up again. Her lower abdomen tightened viscerally in anticipation. “You’re getting really hard to please,” he said as they made their way back…
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Catherine came slowly awake. She blinked up at a high ceiling that didn’t look anything like her apartment. It was too pretty; edged with fancy trim. Her hands smoothed over satin sheets. Nope, definitely not her apartment. She noticed the scent on the bed. She turned her face into the pillow and breathed a little…
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His eyes darkened immediately to black, his face shifting into the subhuman, high-boned shape of an angry werewolf. The coffee mug hit the floor with force and shattered. Danielle froze in place. Oh, yeah, she’d gotten to him this time. She refused to flinch, even though her wolf instincts told her to stand down. “Tell…
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She seemed to have genuinely stumped him. His brows tightened in confusion. Catherine shrugged. “Maybe I’m just worried about you. Did that occur to you?” “Me?” She took another look at him, seeing past the vampire. As hard as it was, she forced herself past how hot he was too. “Mmm,” she sounded. “Okay.” He…
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Danielle Howard surveyed her new domain. Another fixer upper. Who was she kidding? It was a dump. She ran her fingers along a wooden window ledge in the main room of the hunting cabin she and Lothar had just purchased cash in hand. Peeling paint disintegrated into a shower of dust on the boot trodden…
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The above audio I couldn’t write here. It was just the sort of thing that needed to be done adlib… 💕❤️😘
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Part Eight “She’s sleeping.” Becca said quietly as she slipped into Liam’s lab. “And I am not cleaning up your thumb.” He looked up from over a book to see his sister peering cautiously under the table. “Mrs. Anderson will do it when she comes in tomorrow,” he said. “She’s used to that sort of…
Darcy Branwyn 