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Shadows of Desire
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Ongoing, First published Feb 14
Mature
Shadows of Desire

In the depths of the night, where secrets are whispered and temptation lingers, a forbidden attraction ignites. He is a man draped in mystery, his tailored black suit concealing a past as dangerous as his smoldering gaze. She is a woman of precision and control, her white coat a shield against the chaos of emotion-until him.  

When their worlds collide in the dim glow of an empty hospital corridor, restraint melts into raw hunger. His touch is fire against her skin, her pulse racing beneath his fingertips. Their passion is reckless, undeniable, a slow-burning seduction in the shadows where neither should belong.  

But desire this intense never comes without a price. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, will they surrender to the heat-or will their love be just another casualty in the dark?

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