A Dynasty Heaven Couldn't Break
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Last published Sun, Sep 29, 2019
The story takes place in early London, 1890 to be Exact. In the late hours of an Early Spring Evening Emma Walker sat at her desk reading, when a gust of windbreaks in distubing her. With a quick glance at the window she spots a tall, dark handsome man smirking at her, this man was about to change her life forever...
But for the better, or worse..?
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