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By Fate and Seduction

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Parts 7
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"Don't turn away from me, Kyra." 
"Or what?" I bite back, regretting my actions immediately as his hold on me tightens deliciously. 
At the same time my body enjoys the way he'd said my name. The way his hand was holding me, making sure I wasn't going to run away...as though my gelatin legs would allow me to. As if I wanted to run. 
Silas stares into my eyes for far too long before his gaze travels to my parted lips. Oh no. 
My argument is silenced with his mouth crashing into mine, swallowed by a moan I never could've imagined coming from his body for me. I've no control over our movements as he holds me in place, devouring me as I slowly begin to respond.All Rights Reserved

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Children of the Fallen: Bloodlines (BOOK #3)

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