romance fiction
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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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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …”I probably should ask him. Maybe I don’t because I’m afraid to hear the answer. It feels amazing as things are. Do I want to ruin the fantasy?” “Eventually, I think you’ll have to. It’ll eat at you if you don’t. Besides, fantasies always end,” her brother said. “I don’t…
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Tangled Moon …”Some men have bigger teeth than others.” “They sure do.” Nick arched his brows. “Referring to yourself, I take it.” He ducked his head so they were on the level. “Don’t let him rule you.” “He doesn’t rule me.” “Could have fooled me.” “It isn’t like that. Not like you’re thinking.” She sighed,…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …He sat back to look at her. Alana’s fingers had found hold in tree roots, gripping until they’d turned white. They slowly released their hold. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, her flushed face sheened with perspiration. He leaned back over her, her thighs to either side of him, and her completely…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 “Thank you,” she whispered. “Please don’t,” he pleaded. “Don’t thank me. If you were in my head you wouldn’t.” What did that mean? “Excuse me?” He shook his head. “No. I’m not telling a virgin what I wish I could do to her.” That probably should have scared her, but…
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Worth Fighting For England 1192 …John came closer, speaking under his breath into her face. “Do you want me to have you over my desk, or would you rather wait for a better time?” Heat flooded Alana’s face. “Your…” She brushed her tail of hair back. He looked so tense about it. What was wrong…
Darcy Branwyn 