TAKEN BY HIM
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Last published Tue, Feb 18, 2020
Gemariah had it good.
She was a free spirited young lady bursting with vibrant color, the ground she walked on was worshipped. But all that ended when disaster struck and turned her perfect world upside down.
Now she must learn to live in a world different from hers and stand out while trying to win over a brute however hard that may be.
Second book in the timeless love series.
Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.
All characters belong to me and are purely fictional. Enjoy my story. Read and have fun at your own risk. Gracias.
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