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Tangled Moon: …Catherine took it, going to the settee. She seemed to change her mind and took the chair next to his instead. She put the glass down on the table between them. He went back to where heâd been sitting. Obviously, he wasnât going to do any reading today. Not when he could watch…
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Tangled Moon: Part Five He pushed her gently back but she tried climbing over him again. He caught her shoulders. âI need you,â she breathed, wiggling free. She got up into his face, too close to his mouth. âJonas, please.â âI canât.â Damn it, but his body was reacting without his mindâs permission. A young…
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Tangled Moon: Part Four …He lifted her up, one hand under her head, her throat exposed to him. The marks that shouldnât have been there made him angry. How dare Lazarus touch her? How dare anyone. He found her hand with his and her fingers twisted around him. Jonas lowered his head, smelling her directly…
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I had to drive almost four hours to get there but it was totally worth it. I got to shake hands with the band and everything. đ¤ For those that have been following my blog you know that I’ve decided to put less effort into the keyboard and more into living my life while I…
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Tangled Moon: A black SUV crossed the field; a Mercedes with tinted windows. He couldnât smell them yet. Most cars were airtight, but he knew the two vampires were there. They waited as the car lumped over the uneven ground. Lothar had lost that tense stiffness from before. The werewolfâs black eyes gleamed with readiness…
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Part Two Tangled Moon: The rats had gathered together and disappeared between two buildings, a black cloud of little bodies. Did rats do that? All she could do was to keep moving, no idea where she was going, just knowing that she needed to get away while she could. Catherine glanced back as she walked.…
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Part One Tangled Moon: She followed the rats around to a back door leading to an alleyway. They ducked through a hole in the wall and disappeared on her. âThanks guys,â she muttered. âMaybe dogs are better at this job.â She reached for the door, figuring it would be locked. It just couldnât be that…
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Tangled Moon: She pulled on the ropes around her wrists for a time, but she wasnât getting anywhere with them. Her wrists stung. She couldnât see back there but she wouldnât have been surprised if they were bleeding by now. Catherine heard something outside. A woman screamed. Shadows flashed past the windows and people were…
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