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Book 2 of The Princess duet (NOT A STANDALONE)
Serena
The love of her life was stolen from her. She watched the life vanish from his eyes only to discover that it was all a mirage. Now she wants to watch her enemies bleed.
Excerpt:
"Remember me." Tears filled my eyes as his dagger dug deeper into my skin. "Come back to me."... ...His eyes were all wrong as they stared at me with such hatred and disgust. His breaths came out in sharp gasps as his hand shook with the dagger. I stared up at the man I loved with everything in me and let out a breath... "I-It's okay." I spoke through a sad smile, as the blade dug deeper. "I love you." I was just happy I got to see him one last time.
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