Historical Romance
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Look at what I got!!!! I’m really excited to make some recordings with this baby. Hey, anyone out there know how to use it? Never mind, I’ll figure it out. I think I’ll figure it out. My learning curve with this kind of thing leaves much to be desired, but hopefully I’ll get some decent…
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Worth Fighting For: England 1192 …It was a few hours later before he got her fed and in their tent for the night. He tugged free the tie on her shift. She’d already combed her hair and it was spread around her shoulders and down her back. Her full lower lip begged to be bitten,…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …John was coming back across the inner bailey, sloshing through mud and looking like an angry demon out for revenge. Oh, no. There would be repercussions for this, Alana knew. Heat flashed over her body despite the weather and she longed for whatever he had in store for her. Alana…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …”Do you see?” he asked. “You need someone.” He snorted. She wasn’t sure if that was male pride surfacing, or what. “Someone?” he asked. “I wasn’t even looking.” She smiled and bit at his neck. “Well, then.” “Don’t disappear on me like that again.” “Yes, my lord.” He groaned. “John,”…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …He caught her back up before she could pull away, kissed her once. She had the patience of a saint with him, even though he didn’t deserve it. “I don’t know what it is, but what I feel for you is like what I feel in battle.” Her brow furrowed.…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …Hungry, was all he could think as he kissed her more deeply, Zipporah groaning into his mouth. The shared the same air, neither of them able to stop panting as they clung to each other. Zipporah pulled back finally, gasping in surprise. Men were shouting and whistling at them. “I’m…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …”I probably should ask him. Maybe I don’t because I’m afraid to hear the answer. It feels amazing as things are. Do I want to ruin the fantasy?” “Eventually, I think you’ll have to. It’ll eat at you if you don’t. Besides, fantasies always end,” her brother said. “I don’t…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …He sat back to look at her. Alana’s fingers had found hold in tree roots, gripping until they’d turned white. They slowly released their hold. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, her flushed face sheened with perspiration. He leaned back over her, her thighs to either side of him, and her completely…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 “Thank you,” she whispered. “Please don’t,” he pleaded. “Don’t thank me. If you were in my head you wouldn’t.” What did that mean? “Excuse me?” He shook his head. “No. I’m not telling a virgin what I wish I could do to her.” That probably should have scared her, but…
Darcy Branwyn 