Dancing under the Winter Moon
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Dancing under the Winter Moon

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michael joseph Romance

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Winterhaven is a town wrapped in snow, secrets, and a legend no one dares speak aloud:Those who dance under the winter moon will find the love they fear… or the truth they’ve been running from.For Elara Whitney, love is the last thing she wants. After a heartbreaking betrayal, she returns to her childhood town hoping only for silence, solitude, and a place to heal. But Winterhaven has changed. The air hums with old magic, the forest whispers her name, and every night, the full moon glows brighter—watching her.Then she meets Rowan Hale.Mysterious. Quiet. A man carved from winter shadows and warm eyes he doesn’t let anyone read. Rowan is the keeper of Winterhaven’s forgotten stories… and the only one who knows why the moon seems to follow Elara. Their first encounter is unexpected—an accidental brush of hands, a stray spark, the kind that feels impossible yet familiar.But Winterhaven has rules.And Rowan has a past.When an ancient celebration returns for the first time in twenty years—the Moonlit Waltz, a midnight dance held only when the winter moon burns silver—Elara is drawn to it with an almost supernatural pull. Rowan tries to keep his distance, but fate pushes them together until neither can ignore the connection awakening between them.Yet love in Winterhaven comes with a price.A curse.A promise.A truth buried beneath frost and memory.As the night of the Moonlit Waltz approaches, Elara must decide:Will she risk dancing under the winter moon and uncover the destiny she and Rowan share…or will she walk away before the truth shatters everything she believes?A slow-burn, emotionally charged winter romance filled with longing, mystery, and a love written in moonlight.

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The forest was alive with anticipation. Snow fell like silver rain, drifting in impossible patterns, twisting and curling around the gnarled trees that had witnessed centuries of secrets. Shadows moved across the clearing, writhing and shifting, alive with the memory of every trial Elara had endured. The Heart of the forest pulsed beneath her fe……

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