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Songs from my writing playlist: Underworld USA. Alessandro is from ancient Egypt and thousands of years old. Bound by the curse put on him by the female that changed him into a vampire, he’s doomed to wander the earth in search of his Hathor; the goddess of love. Until Kendra, of course. Tangled Moon: …It…
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Worth Fighting For: England, 1192 …Matthew looked at Bethesda, lying on the floor, her ears pricked at a sound under the floor boards, probably a mouse. Matthew had gone to Jennifer’s chamber at dawn and had quietly let Bethesda out before she woke Jennifer begging to be up. Jennifer hadn’t even stirred as Bethesda had…
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Tangled Moon: …He didn’t look angry anymore. He looked, well, sort of like he did at his prey when he was hungry. Danielle’s breath hitched as he reached out, smoothing her hair back. Her pulse leaped in her throat, and she felt like she really did hate him for not having her. But she still…
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Songs from my writing playlist: Running in the Night. In the beginning, the only time Danielle and Lothar could be one was when they hunted together as wolves. He knew that loving her—or rather admitting it to her—could get them both killed, so he hid it from her for YEARS, Danielle secretly in love with…
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Worth Fighting For: England, 1192 …He wondered once again if this was the same woman he’d left last night. “You just want me for my dog,” he teased. “You do come with her highest of recommendations. No, I think I’d expected to see you this morning.” She shrugged. “Sitting here alone gives me too much…
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Tangled Moon: ❤️🔥…He breathed in, and then he bent further, Danielle lifting her chin for him as he kissed her neck. She felt his fangs against her skin, softly, dragging—harmlessly—with the promise of the fierceness of the wolf now tamed for her pleasure….💗💝
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Tangled Moon: …“Way too much trauma,” she said. It was true. What had happened between them—to them—fifteen years ago still felt like a massive ball of pain that just kept coming back to roll them over and over again. What the hell was wrong with them? Why didn’t they just get over it already? She…
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…That was why they both needed it like this, as if they could somehow heal the fractures within themselves by pretending to fix the past. Damn, no—she felt her throat closing up and tears burning her eyes. Damnit, Danielle, not now. Stop with the tears. One broke free from her lashes, rolling down her cheek.…
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I usually don’t do this. Usually I schedule all my posts ahead of time and plan out exactly what I’m doing, but I’m in a weird mood, I guess. I’m sitting here listening to the above song on repeat, and writing this: ❤️💔Danielle and Lothar: 💔❤️ (Damn but I wish you two were real people.…
Darcy Branwyn 