Deadly Nightshade

Deadly Nightshade

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DN stands for Deadly Nightshade. Someone dear to me once said that I was filled with poison but that I was blessed with beauty and rage, whatever he meant by that. Then I met him, and he couldn't tear his eyes off of me. He thought that I wore strength and darkness equally well. That I had always been half goddess, half hell. And when our eyes met, he thought that burning with fire didn't seem so bad. After everything, I am starting to think they both might be right. But the real question is: Do you think I am as deadly as they paint me to be? If you are not sure how to respond, perhaps my story might give you the answer...
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She was ordered to end his life, but his touch made her want to give him every piece of hers. He was a name on my father's kill list. Nothing more. Nothing personal. Until I saw him. Until I tasted the way danger lingers on a man's lips. I was raised in the shadows, a daughter of the mafia king, built from blood and lies. Love was never part of my story. But protecting him became my secret sin. I hid in the dark to save him, even when my hands were stained with everything he should fear. And when he finally touched me, it was like setting fire to every rule I'd ever known. We loved in whispers. We kissed like war. Every moment with him felt stolen, because it was. In our world, nothing beautiful survives. And when the truth comes for us, one of us will have to choose. Pull the trigger... or take the bullet. This isn't a love story. It's a funeral with a heartbeat.

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