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Enemies To Lovers 25: Home At Last
Joanna was napping with Veronica in the cabin when the flurry of footsteps along the deck awakened her, and she went to see what the commotion was all about. When she reached the deck, she saw a group of her fellow passengers standing there, gazing across the water at - land!
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Passion Interrupted
Although Jurgen and Joanna returned to the isolated cabin in the woods several more times, the events of their first visit were never repeated. The memory of the exquisite pleasure she'd received from her former enemy haunted Joanna, but she was nowhere near brave enough to request a repeat performance.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers 19: Drop Of Blood
"I'm really a woman now," Joanna thought the next morning as she awakened and sat up in bed, then glanced at Jurgen, who still slept peacefully beside her. The irony that her most intimate treasure had just been given to a man she'd once loathed and feared wasn't lost on her.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers 17: Depression
Christmas at the Schiller's that year was a sad mockery of the previous year's joyous celebration. All the family members, especially Frau Schiller, found the absence of Reinhart very painful. Her various sons and daughters held and comforted her as she wailed, assuring her Reinhart had given his all for the Fatherland and would surely be rewarded in the afterlife.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers 13: The New Sweater
As the weeks passed, Joanna became accustomed to life at the Schiller cottage. Everyone, including Jurgen, was always kind to her, and as the war raged on, she joined Frau Schiller in the housework and soon came to feel as if life were back to normal.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Uncertain
She won’t stay. What a mood breaker. Why does my mind do this to me? I know she loves me. Her head is on my chest, her breaths coming with the ease of sleep as the dawning sun shimmers in her hair. I just want it to stay like this forever and there’s no reason for me to think it won’t.
By Megan MacLean4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers: Pain
On the train Joanna sat beside Schiller, and the two dour-faced Nazi officers sat across from them. Nobody said a word as the rustic scenery flew past. Joanna couldn't help but enjoy her comfortable seat, view to the outside and, most important of all, adequate fresh air to breathe. She could feel Schiller's arm pressing against her own, his muscles firm against the material of their clothing, and inside she felt a faint flicker of the desire that had flared inside her at her first sight of his naked chest.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers 12: Reinhart
"What are you thinking about?" Jurgen asked after a few minutes. Joanna wasn't sure how to respond. She recalled Jurgen's anger when she'd spoken of her family to him before. Although that now seemed light years ago, her fear of arousing his ire remained.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Enemies To Lovers 9: Searching
It's all over, the voice inside his head chanted, mocking him. You're nothing but a helpless cripple. Of what use could you possibly be to the Third Reich now? His family would be ashamed of him and would never want to see him again.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
