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Tangled Moon (In the future…) *Danielle and Lothar* …She stood up, water sheeting off of her, the shape of her like a goddess; like heaven. His religion was right before him. “I pushed you too hard,” she said, getting out. She wrapped a towel around herself and then came back to take his hand. “I’ll
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Tangled Moon (A Werewolf Romance) …He looked at her from over his shoulder, then set aside the sandpaper. “We hunt tonight?” She cleared her throat and lifted her chin to him. A hunting partner. Yes. After all this time, that was all she was to him. “Of course I will hunt,” she said, willing back
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Tangled Moon (A Werewolf Romance) …Lothar shut off the engine. He hadn’t said a word to her the entire drive to the cabin. Danielle couldn’t take the silence between them. “I fell asleep, that’s all.” She tightened her fingers around the edge of her seat. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me,” he told
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Tangled Moon (In the future. I’m still working on this part of their story.) *Danielle and Lothar* …This little female, with all of her personalities, had wrenched so easily another part of his soul out of his ****. She was good at that. He wondered if one day she’d own every last part of not
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Tangled Moon (A Werewolf Romance) …“I…” He stopped, and a shudder rolled through him; seemed to carry her along with it and she felt a burst of awareness over her skin. Her face felt warm and the air too thick to breathe. She was suddenly hyperaware that there was no bra under her sweater and
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Tangled Moon (In the future; I’m still working on this part of their story): *Danielle and Lothar have just had a fight, and it’s time to make up.* …“We’ll find out but I think I’ll be all right now that I’ve eaten.” She made a face. “What was it with me drinking all that blood,
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Tangled Moon …Something inside of her snapped. The stress from last night, the sleep she needed this morning—the sheer terror of losing this prick so casually walking all over her feelings. Danielle turned on him. “You’d like that, my leaving you to become a Matriarch!” she yelled. “Then you can get yourself a new partner.
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I write stories for two reasons. One, I like it. Duh, right? Two, because I like sharing them with other people. It’s not enough for me to just just sit on those stories. I could, I mean I could just write for myself and all. Actually, I do write for myself (and all) but there
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Tangled Moon (A Werewolf, Vampire Romance) …“I’m not the one who bit him,” he said, looking at his coffee cup instead of her. His arrogance was showing itself. Here she was, trying to figure out what to do with this compatible man she hadn’t even been looking for, his mere presence threatening to destroy her
Darcy Branwyn 