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I’m sitting here, trying to function, and trying to make the audio for episode one of Tangled Moon without crying. I’m a sap, I guess, or something like that. It’s deeply emotional for me to launch this membership platform because it’s a vision I’ve had for some time now. I’ve self-published books before, and even
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Tangled Moon: …Nick checked his phone when it chirped. There was a text from Lothar. She forgives you, it said. He let out a relieved breath. Forever disappointing Danielle was one thing he didn’t want on his conscience. He was glad they’d agreed to come for him themselves. There was no point in doing this
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Tangled Moon: …A muffled grunt, followed by a short, feminine squeak woke Alessandro. His gaze focused weakly as he pulled struggling free from his nightmare. Eyes drew in on pale skin, pink-cheeked, golden hair framing face and down shoulders. A golden woman? A woman made of spun gold? By the gods, where had she come
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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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Tangled Moon …He tossed aside the shirt in his hand and closed his mouth fully over hers. Firm, but slow and gentle. His bare skin was hot and smooth. Her arms came instinctively around him. She was surrounded by his scent, and it was pulling her in on a string. Drip, drip. She could feel
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …“Why? Did you have something else in mind?” She stood, facing him. “I promised myself I wouldn’t have you again until tonight.” “Whatever else will we do?” she teased. “Spanking could still be on the agenda,” he warned. She was so far past taking his warnings seriously that all
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