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Unconditional Destruction
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Ongoing, First published Jun 16, 2018
"I think...I'm in love with you," I say, wrapping the cream sheets around my naked, slim figure. 

He pulls me onto his bare, broad chest and puts a single finger under my chin; lifting my vision to his plump smirk, "What a horrible decision. That's unfortunate for you, really." 

After experiencing a dangerously life-changing encounter with the devil himself, Denim Holt is taken on an erotic, nail-biting journey through the pits of hell and the depths of love.
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