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Lost in a Reverie 18+ Only (Book 1 of Lastor Series) ['23/'24 EDIT]

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Angel Lastor, maker of her own demise and a modern day femme fatale. As a descendant of one of the most powerful and wealthiest families in the world, she is understandably revered and envied by those who knows her name. As a casual outlaw infamous for the unrelenting force of her fury and wanton lust for violence and a needle to her vein, her name is synonymous to a shot gun housing a set of bullet shells held to your head. It goes without saying that the last thing a rule abiding, saintly, and almost-too-good-to-be-true man like Frederick Richardson would want was to attach himself to a shit stain like Angel Lastor. Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want, do we?All Rights Reserved

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