romance fiction
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England, 1192: …She looked over the document, glad now that Jeremy had been adamant that she learn to read and write. Her mother had never learned and had left it up to her as to whether she did or not. She’d almost given up several times but her brother refused to let her. Matthew pointed…
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Almost no one knows this show ever existed. It was only on for one season but I absolutely LOVED it. I have it on DVD. Yes, DVD. You can’t even stream it, it’s been so forgotten, go figure. 😒😤🤬 *I stand corrected, I just found a few episodes on youtube, but not in English. 😢*…
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Deduction – A Regency Romance: …“What are you doing?” Becca asked. He smiled over his shoulder, his mood abruptly shifting. Suddenly he looked like a little boy in a sweet shop. He pulled out a set of picks and began working the lock. “You failed to tell me your brother was a locksmith,” Molly said,…
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“So, you wear a lot of black, are you goth or something?” “Well, sure.” “What bands do you listen to?” Shrugs. “The Cure, Pink Turns Blue, Echo and the Bunnymen, Twin Tribes, Cold Cave, House of Harm, Dancing Plague, Ash Code…” “Never heard of them, and The Cure Sucks. You’re not goth.” “Wait. Why?” “Because…
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Tangled Moon: Jonas and Catherine …“Don’t worry about it. That’s my part.” “Sure.” He watched her for a time, Catherine squirming under his gaze. “I’ll be right back,” he said. He walked across the floor toward his bedroom. She watched him move, feeling lust nudging at her again already. Then she noticed her panties laying…
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Tangled Moon: …She looked at him and he nodded reassuringly. Lothar let go of her hand and dropped to his knees. “Don’t,” she croaked, her hand clenched into a fist against her stomach. “Please.” He reached into the deer and got a hold of something. With a wrenching motion he pulled it loose and turned,…
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I can’t say as though failure has set me up for any kind of success as an author, or for any kind of material success at all, but it has opened me up to the little things in life, like learning to appreciate everything I do have rather than to mourn the loss of what…
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Well, yes. Mostly I’m just a creepy housewife (like Lilian Munster or Morticia Addams) that happens to keep a blog and write romance fiction. I’m currently not making anything off my writing, but that’s okay. No one ever said I had to. I have food in the fridge, the electricity isn’t getting turned off any…
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Tangled Moon: …“I’ve been wanting to run.” Kendra was gone a second later. So much for her staying with him, Alessandro realized, taking off after her. She started in the direction of Danielle and Lothar. Then he smelled it. A human. He hadn’t expected someone out hiking at two AM, but anything was possible with…
Darcy Branwyn 