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Songs from my playlist: Breed. My female werewolves will instinctually test males to be sure they have—clears throat—what it takes to keep up with them. While Vesper could morph into a wolf and kill Nick, she won’t mate with him until he’s proven he can stand up to her. …“What are you doing?” Vesper
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Songs from my playlist: Heaven. The other werewolves have turned on them. Lothar has lost his alpha status and is being detained pending his hearing which has only been delayed on account of Danielle’s pregnancy. My werewolves are their own species and have fertility issues. The Council won’t risk Danielle miscarrying. They’ll wait until after
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Songs from my playlist: Synthetic. Danielle has a disorder I called Arrested Development. It happens to werewolves that are raised human and then begin to transition into the wolf without any idea what’s happening to them. It traumatizes the brain creating a split personality. She has her adult self, and then a younger version of
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Part Twenty-Six Molly followed her. “Does he do that a lot?” “Just for me and our mother, and now you.” “No, not that.” Good lord, she would need a fan for her face at this point. “Yes, he does.” “Why is that, do you think?” “Well, because he can, for one. He’s very observant, and
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…The door to her father’s chamber opened before her and then Gilburn emerged. She took a step back. His eyes widened when he saw her. “My lady?” “Sir Gilburn.” She ducked her head. He bowed back to her. He smelled of sage now. Zipporah didn’t like it. It seemed so pretentious. Why not just smell
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Songs from my playlist: Nothing Compares to You. Sometimes I choose a song and put it on repeat and let it play while writing a scene. Having the song change throws me out of whack at times and it’s just better I do it this way. This is the song I had playing while I
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Tangled Moon: …He took out a fresh shirt, staring at it in his hand as if deciding whether or not to put it on. She looked at his bed, reeling inside. “Lothar?” she managed. How did a girl go about asking her best friend if he wanted to deflower her, anyway? He pulled his shirt
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He’s thousands of years old… Tangled Moon: 983 B.C.E. Firm hands held him back, one kilted palace guard on each arm. Re’Hotep strained against them, only to find the point of a knife under his nose as a third guard stopped him in his tracks. “You’re the farmer. The one with the beautiful mother.” “Let
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Worth Fighting For: England 1192 …“I still don’t understand how you can like me. I really don’t deserve you.” “We deserve each other, trust me. I was the one who was going to kill my betrothed, after all.” “My brave girl,” he said, kissing the center of her forehead. “What changed your mind?” he asked
Darcy Branwyn 