In Red Stilettos - ON HOLD
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Last published Sun, Jan 6, 2013
ON HOLD until further notice (My laptop crashed and my USB is missing so all the chapters I wrote went poof! And so, I am too annoyed to continue this story for now)
For Candice, fashion model by profession and an assassin by choice, killing was second nature - just like walking the runway in her red stilettos.
Then she meets her next target, Prince Lucien - the gorgeous Prince of Monaco who had the sexiest lips and the most enchanting eyes she had ever seen - and things started getting messy.
Fighting, loving, living...Candice does it all - in style!
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