romance fiction
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What is something I would do if I was sure I wouldn’t fail? I would write about my werewolves, Danielle and Lothar forever, because I love them more than I can say, and then I’d share that love with as many people as I can so that maybe they can feel a little of what…
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“Sir Peter is ruthless,” she said. “I heard he became that way in the Holy Land.” Yes, she heard that much right from his mouth, right before that mouth came over hers… “I had expected him to fight much as he had three years ago,” Gilburn said. “He has changed. I allowed myself to make…
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I used to believe that hard work got you places, that the harder you work the better your life, or success, or… something would be. Now I think hard work just makes you tired and burned out. Work smarter not harder, I guess. These days I try to balance the different areas of my life.…
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I don’t have any pastimes or hobbies, I just write romance fiction twenty-four hours a day. I don’t even sleep. I live in a fantasy world of my own making and refuse to come down off of my dragon. Just kidding. Although I’m prone to being a workaholic, it’s really not that bad. My favorite…
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A thank you to everyone that helped me pick out my new business cards. I was overwhelmed by how many people commented on that post! My cards turned out beautifully, and I love them!
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She was frowning at the phone, pale light making her skin look even whiter than usual, like ivory and snow. Like a queen. He beat back the sudden instinct to inject her with the venom that would make her immortal. How could he even consider? He wouldn’t do that to her. “It isn’t about the…
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I grew these crazy pumpkins. Well, actually my husband helped. A little. I mean, I’ll give him a little credit. (Hahaha). It’s hard to appreciate how big they really are without some point of reference. I tried to get my black cat, which would have been perfect, to pose with one of them, but very…
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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…
Darcy Branwyn 