The Shadows Between Us ♡
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He caught it - the flicker of triumph in her smile. So small most wouldn't have noticed. But he did. And it set something off in him. Something dark.
*Does she really think-*
He slammed her roughly against the nearest wall, unforgivingly. She gasped softly, and he swallowed it with his lips, kissing her hard. The kiss wasn't sweet. It was punishment. For everything. For all of it.
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Dante thought he had escaped the ghosts of his past. After the breakup, his friends Isabella and Damien helped him rebuild the pieces of his life. But when a string of crimes begins haunting the city, all tied to people the group knows, fear spreads like wildfire.
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[a psychological murder mystery thriller romance story]
[tw: sex, violence, murder]
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