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Danielle pulled off her boots and socks, and then gave herself a moment to enjoy the feel of the cool, spongy earth beneath her bare feet. The sun had set and she was going to hunt with Lothar and the vampires. Lothar was faster than she was, shifting into a wolf and then pacing before…
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When I was a kid my teacher called my mom saying she was concerned because during recess I’d sit off by myself doodling in my little notebook and observing the other kids like I was watching TV. My mom, bless her heart, said something like, “So, what? Maybe she just doesn’t want to be a…
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What would my life be like without music? I can’t even… It would suck. Music is such a motivating force in my life. It seems like there’s a song for everything. I make play lists just for that purpose, and when I’m in a mood, I go to it as my therapy. I have a…
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What’s the trait I value most about myself? I’m probably supposed to say something about how I love people, or I so easily relate to everyone, I’m super popular, or… um something like that. But that’s the Miss America answer. I think the trait I like the most is that I seem to be both…
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“I’ll impress you later.” Every word was ripe with meaning. Oh, boy. She was going to enjoy that very much. She shrugged as if with indifference, even as her body was warming up again. Her lower abdomen tightened viscerally in anticipation. “You’re getting really hard to please,” he said as they made their way back…
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Okay, this is kind of silly and I’ve never done a post like this before, butI’ve found I need to make some business cards because it’s a pain spelling my penname out for people so they can type in into their phones. (Must be the Y in Branwyn throwing them off.) 😕 I got it…
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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 a little…
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His eyes darkened immediately to black, his face shifting into the subhuman, high-boned shape of an angry werewolf. The coffee mug hit the floor with force and shattered. Danielle froze in place. Oh, yeah, she’d gotten to him this time. She refused to flinch, even though her wolf instincts told her to stand down. “Tell…
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She seemed to have genuinely stumped him. His brows tightened in confusion. Catherine shrugged. “Maybe I’m just worried about you. Did that occur to you?” “Me?” She took another look at him, seeing past the vampire. As hard as it was, she forced herself past how hot he was too. “Mmm,” she sounded. “Okay.” He…
Darcy Branwyn 