Saving You
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Book one • The Saint
Second book in Victoria's Trilogy
Third book • Daylight
Victoria finds herself wandering around this new world, filled with curiosity and determination.
As Charles heals, so do the rest of the Cruz brothers. Letting go of the past isn't easy, but Aaron and his brothers are slowly moving forward.
And as for Aaron himself? He's on a silent journey to explore himself, and the other pair of blue eyes.
Read as Victoria learns the truth about her world, her people.
Will she be able to handle the truth? Or will she crumble under reality?
And how will the men step up when they are at their worst? Or will they give up hope?
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The man walked around the car, but finally stopped to look at Aaron. Aaron groaned and breathed heavily. He looked at the man with wild eyes.
That quickly changed.
"Micky?"
"Hey, Lion." The man said, "Dont take this personally. I'm here for the girl."
"You get away from her! Dont do this!" Aaron tried to move his legs, but failed. He focused on his arms.
"Elizabeth wants this." He said.
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