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“So, you wear a lot of black, are you goth or something?” “Well, sure.” “What bands do you listen to?” Shrugs. “The Cure, Pink Turns Blue, Echo and the Bunnymen, Twin Tribes, Cold Cave, House of Harm, Dancing Plague, Ash Code…” “Never heard of them, and The Cure Sucks. You’re not goth.” “Wait. Why?” “Because…
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Tangled Moon: Jonas and Catherine …“Don’t worry about it. That’s my part.” “Sure.” He watched her for a time, Catherine squirming under his gaze. “I’ll be right back,” he said. He walked across the floor toward his bedroom. She watched him move, feeling lust nudging at her again already. Then she noticed her panties laying…
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Tangled Moon: …She looked at him and he nodded reassuringly. Lothar let go of her hand and dropped to his knees. “Don’t,” she croaked, her hand clenched into a fist against her stomach. “Please.” He reached into the deer and got a hold of something. With a wrenching motion he pulled it loose and turned,…
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I can’t say as though failure has set me up for any kind of success as an author, or for any kind of material success at all, but it has opened me up to the little things in life, like learning to appreciate everything I do have rather than to mourn the loss of what…
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Well, yes. Mostly I’m just a creepy housewife (like Lilian Munster or Morticia Addams) that happens to keep a blog and write romance fiction. I’m currently not making anything off my writing, but that’s okay. No one ever said I had to. I have food in the fridge, the electricity isn’t getting turned off any…
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Tangled Moon: …“I’ve been wanting to run.” Kendra was gone a second later. So much for her staying with him, Alessandro realized, taking off after her. She started in the direction of Danielle and Lothar. Then he smelled it. A human. He hadn’t expected someone out hiking at two AM, but anything was possible with…
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Happy Sunday! Enjoy your day. 🩷
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I’d gotten in on the self-publishing industry just as it was taking off and published a few novels. For a little while there I was making money off my work and my son had even ran into someone that recognized his last name and wanted to know if he was related to the romance novelist.…
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I am, as of this point onward, no longer going to continue doing paid Memberships on my blog. My apologies to anyone still signed up for it. I will be releasing all of my stories for free here–mostly–in their entirety. I’ll just have to censor them is all. It has come to my attention that…
Darcy Branwyn 