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Tangled Moon: Part Three …Her head cleared and she pushed away from the table, backing off. Talk about out of the frying pan and into the fire. Of course he’d acted like he understood she’d been abducted by vampires. He was one of them. “You… You’re… That’s how you knew I was there.” Her vision
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Tangled Moon: Part Two …She turned the knob and opened it a crack then peered through. It was dark on the other side. She opened it a little further, not sure what she’d find there. Not sure what she wanted to find there. It had to be morning by now, or later even. She’d been
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Tangled Moon: Part One She’d hoped last night had been a bad dream, but that she wasn’t at home and the marks were on her wrists and ankles proved her otherwise. She felt her neck. The scabs were still there, sore at the touch. Vampires? She would’ve been perfectly happy to go her whole life
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Tangled Moon: …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
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Part Two Tangled Moon: He looked at her for a little too long. Then he took her hand. “My little one,” he said. Her heart gave a funny little squeeze. No one had called her that before, or anything really, other than in their way. “Where did you get that from?” His brow tightened. “I
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Tangled Moon: …He took up his coat and held it to her. Catherine pushed her arms though. It was big enough to cover most of her so it would do. She took her shoes when he handed them over, pulling them on with a look of disgust. “I hate these,” she said. “I can’t say
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Part One Tangled Moon: …Her brows lifted but she seemed more amused than anything. Her smile returned. “And who decides that?” She had him cornered but that was all right. Regardless of her reaction he’d enjoy watching it. “Men of means.” “Yeah, I thought something like that was coming. I majored in classical literature, remember?
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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 he’d been sitting. Obviously, he wasn’t 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. “I need you,” she breathed, wiggling free. She got up into his face, too close to his mouth. “Jonas, please.” “I can’t.” Damn it, but his body was reacting without his mind’s permission. A young
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