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Wednesday Briefs: March 22, 2017

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Mine! Part Two: Chapter Eleven by Cia Nordwell

“You have to know how much I want you around,” I said. I snagged Ritch’s arm and turned him to face me. “Ritch….”

He looked at me with so much trust in his eyes. Maybe I had done something right. He didn’t look away, and there was no need to fight for dominance because he wasn’t a bonded werekin. My tiger had nothing but a need to curl around him and purr.

“I want to be clear.” I ran my hand up his shoulder and then cupped the back of his neck. Ritch’s eyes flared wide and his mouth dropped

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Wednesday Briefs: March 8, 2017

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Double Trouble: Chapter 102 by Jon Keys
Danny stepped into the entryway and stopped to listen. He’d been surprised when he’d pulled into the parking in front of the house. It almost never happened that he had any privacy. He and Rob hooked up more often at his house because Rob’s older sister was away at college and both of his parents worked in town. So there was a lot less chance of someone interrupting their fun. 
But this time he had some time alone, which almost never happened. At least he thought everyone was gone. But he had no intention of doing anything without checking the house to make sure. He worked his way through the living room and kitchen. So far so good.

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Wednesday Briefs: December 7, 2016

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Regeneration: Chapter 1, Part 5 by Louise Lyons

“No.” I avoided his gaze. I didn’t sense he was a danger to me, despite what he’d done to get arrested, and the realization he viewed me in a similar way to Neil filled me with anticipation. I wanted to learn more about him, to hear his rumbling voice again, but I couldn’t think of anything to say to encourage more conversation.

I was saved from the awkward silence by the return of Dina, Susan, and Johnson. I passed a dish to each of them and we sat down to eat. Neil didn’t return until we’d finished the meal, and

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Wednesday Briefs: November 30, 2016

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Moving Forward #61 (15.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes

I think we should tell Roy first,” Lee said once they’d gotten their fill of the hot tub and gone back inside. “I think he deserves to know before anyone else, what do you think?”

They’d dried themselves off with the generous towels the cruise line provided and sat together on the bed, sipping more Prosecco.

“I think you’re right,” Marshall agreed.

 Lee reached for his hand and squeezed it. “No time like the present. Assuming we can get a signal.”  He released Marshall’s hand and reached for his phone on the bedside table.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 24, 2016

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Pretty Boy 5 by Elyzabeth M VaLey

“Make it go away,” Jay whispered against his lips. “Make it stop.” He pressed his mouth against Josh’s one more time. “I need this desperate ache to end.”

Josh avoided the other man’s gaze. “I can’t do anything, Jay.” He sighed. “The only way it will stop is if we’re together.”

“Then tonight, my place.” Jay placed a finger under his chin and gently lifted Josh’s head. “Eight o’clock.”

“But Jay—“

“I won’t take no for an answer, Josh. I’ll see you tonight.”

Jay’s blue eyes bore into his, demanding he accept the invitation.

“All right,” Josh said.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 17, 2016

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Demon: Chapter Thirty by Nephy Hart

I fell asleep content and replete in the arms of my lover. I wake to chaos.

Jerked rudely from sleep when the warm furs are torn away, my somnambulant mind struggles with the bright light, raised voices and sudden cold. At first, I can make no sense of what is happening. Then my Prince cries out and I am awake in an instant.

Our small tent is filled with men – at least four of them. They are shouting – at us and each other. One, who I now recognize as a particularly unpleasant Counsel member, grips Castien by the upper arm, having clearly dragged him from our bed. From the way my Prince struggled the man is hurting him. My lip draws back in a snarl and I immediately spring.

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Wednesday Briefs: April 6, 2016

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The Stormlords part 27 by Ravon Silvius

The ocean was huge.

The water lapped at Rowen’s toes, pricks of cold that multiplied and rushed up his legs as the water burbled up the sandy beach. The sand reminded him of his village after a windstorm, where sand from the south would blow up into the village and nearly bury the brush. The women would always complain as they swept it from the streets.

The only thing that swept this sand was the sea, ebbing and flowing. It reflected the morning sun, a riot of color and an alternation of cold and warmth. It reminded him of Kristoff.

Kristoff, who today would discover what the villagers believed he had done.

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