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Part Eight “She’s sleeping.” Becca said quietly as she slipped into Liam’s lab. “And I am not cleaning up your thumb.” He looked up from over a book to see his sister peering cautiously under the table. “Mrs. Anderson will do it when she comes in tomorrow,” he said. “She’s used to that sort of…
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She turned the knob and opened the door a crack then peered through. It was dark on the other side. She opened it a little further, not sure what she’d find there. Not sure what she wanted to find there. It had to be morning, or later even. She’d been in shock so she’d probably…
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She watched as he retrieved her jerkin, battling within herself. She wanted to ask him but she was afraid to know. He held it out to her and she turned around, pulling her hair out of the way and letting him dress her. A blast of cool air came across the garden, hitting her in…
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This is from yet another work in progress. It’s not unusual for me to have several of them going at the same time. It’s for my Tangled Moon series. She went down the stairs, and then past the bookshelves, any lights she needed coming on for her as she went. She found him sitting in…
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“You love someone who could love you back. Well, they could also hate you back, and that is meaningful.” No one ever said it would be easy, or that the path to love is free of obstruction. As a romance novelist I know this well. If it wasn’t a journey, my books would be twenty…
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She always came so easily, so perfectly responsive to his touch, his voice, his will even. Although she hated thinking of it like that. She was stubborn and would remind him vehemently that he was a man from another time, that he needed to remember she had the vote, or in other words, he had…
Darcy Branwyn 