romance

  • Misplaced Faith

    He sat down on the trunk. “Do you know what you’re doing to me?” John asked. “You’re good for her.” “Me?” He pulled the fresh tunic over his head. “Are you sure you haven’t been drinking?” Matthew laughed. “Very sure.” He couldn’t help but to think that Matthew’s faith was misplaced. He would do the…

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  • Separation

    Lothar’s life would become a hell that not even the bravest soul could withstand; burning day and night for redemption, for the purging of sins that could never come. Eternal torture in the absence of all that was holy. Separated from his faith, his goddess…

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  • Impossible – Tangled Moon

    Lothar reached out, catching her off guard. She jerked back before realizing his intentions. His palm formed neatly around the back of her head. He drew her closer, Danielle having to take two steps to meet up with him. She looked at his face as he hovered there over her, his scent obliterating Nick’s. “I…”…

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  • Is it Just me?

    Not to get political, but does anyone else feel like the government is pulling a Weekend at Bernie’s on us with Joe Biden? Just wondering.

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  • Priorities – Tangled Moon

    Danielle knew that he was on his way back from the forest. If she focused she could tell where he was. She left the vampires carefully inside the darkened cabin and went out onto the porch. She was wearing her favorite jeans—that may or may not ever fit her again—while she still could, and an…

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  • Warning: I have a full house today so there could be some background noise. *Edited* Everyone left so I made a new recording. 😜 How does hard work make me feel fulfilled? I think it depends on the work. If I just cleaned up a room, or a messy pile that needed to be sorted…

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  • “Where should we put her things?” John called as Peter took the steps two at a time. “Need you ask?” “I told you,” he heard John say to Zipporah. Peter ignored her subsequent protest, leaving her arguing with John. Reaching his brother’s impeccably neat solar, Peter closed the door and sat behind the desk. He…

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  • He’d shown her around the house good-naturedly. Was there such a thing as a good-natured vampire? Catherine felt a little bad about it in retrospect. This place seemed to be stirring up a lot of things in him that she knew he’d rather pretend were either long forgotten, or didn’t bother him anymore. Truth was…

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  • Something that most people don’t know about me, is that I sleep with a stuffed dragon. Every night. Even if I take a nap (which almost never happens). He’s Toothless from how to Train Your Dragon, but I don’t call him that. I call him Drake. I got him at Build-a-Bear, and he has a…

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