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Author Morgan Rosewood
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A romance author announcing absolutely nothing because my mind is ✨ self-destructive ✨. Queer
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Love Me Knot Part One is officially with betas, so I get to spend the next month drawing character art and prepping social posts until I want to die.

so…look forward to random art snippets, I guess.
January 15, 2025 at 9:55 PM
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writing a board game night gone smutty at my best friend’s dining table while she takes my kid for an Auntie and Me day is the life I never knew I wanted but am so glad to have.
January 12, 2025 at 8:56 PM
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Happy Friday. My hip is threatening to remove itself from its home, so I’m gonna spend it in bed napping and reading even though I’m on deadline to finish this book
January 10, 2025 at 3:38 PM
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Unedited and unhinged. Nate Morgan’s least favorite f-word.

If you want more of our sweet alpha, Nate, preorder my debut omegaverse romance, Love Me Knot! Coming in April (even if the release date says September) www.amazon.com/Love-Me-Knot-Morgan-Rosewood-ebook/dp/B0DJWWW1VP
Nate being an absolute fiend. “Is that all I am to you, Daphne? Just your friend?” One of those hands slips behind my neck, squeezing the way he loves while the other caresses the inside of my thigh, sliding up until it meets the satin of my panties. “Do you let your friends touch you like this?” “No.” Holy shit, I feel like I’m going to pass out. Between his body against mine and the way he holds me between his hands, firm and unyielding, I’ve never felt more desired or more safe. “I’m sorry, Nate.” “You should be. You lied to your parents and you lied to yourself.” He clicks his tongue and his hand shifts just enough to slide beneath my panties so he can palm my pussy. “Does this feel like we’re just friends?” “No.” “Say it louder, kitten. I want to hear you.” “No!” “That’s right,” he praises, grinding his palm against my clit.
January 10, 2025 at 2:23 AM