romance fiction
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…That was why they both needed it like this, as if they could somehow heal the fractures within themselves by pretending to fix the past. Damn, no—she felt her throat closing up and tears burning her eyes. Damnit, Danielle, not now. Stop with the tears. One broke free from her lashes, rolling down her cheek.…
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I usually don’t do this. Usually I schedule all my posts ahead of time and plan out exactly what I’m doing, but I’m in a weird mood, I guess. I’m sitting here listening to the above song on repeat, and writing this: ❤️💔Danielle and Lothar: 💔❤️ (Damn but I wish you two were real people.…
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…From what he understood of the church, she was more than likely to be abused by the priests; it wouldn’t be good for a woman like her. “Your best life would be as a wife,” he told her seriously. She blew out a breath and glared at him. “And do I get to have a…
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Tangled Moon: ❤️❤️Sorry (not sorry)❤️❤️for all the emojis but Danielle and Lothar ARE the reason I sit down at the keyboard day after day, even when it rips my heart out to do it. I love them, but they make me cry, but I love them, but they break my heart, but I love them.…
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…She shook her head, not understanding him, and then the doorbell rang. She looked at him, once more and stood. “I’ll just go into the bedroom and close the door,” she volunteered. “Thank you.” He waited for her, then went to the front door, opening it. “Come,” he commanded, unreasonably angry over the intrusion, as…
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…Danielle had no idea how, but she found herself on the bed, breathlessly beneath his weight. She hooked her leg around his, finding that it fit just right like that. His hand slid over her thigh, hitched her other leg around him too. They were free. Wait, were they? Yes, they had to be. She…
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…“This is my fault,” she said. “I did this to you.” “Taking credit, Darling?” She leaned instinctively closer. He did smell good. “I was drawn to you from the start.” “I know.” Pain flashed behind his eyes. She lifted her chin further to his face as he stood over her. “I can’t let you use…
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Worth Fighting For: England, 1192 …He kissed her. “You’re not just adorable. You’re amazing.” He stopped, sobering. “I already started the rumor that I took you, Alana. That’s not going to settle well with our request.” “You said I was living with you.” He winced. “I may have given you the short version of what…
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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 her softly in Lithuanian. “I…
Darcy Branwyn 