Crimson Accord

Crimson Accord

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I want him ruined. I want him crawling to me, soaked in his own blood. I want to watch him burn like the ghost of a memory. But I can't kill him. His presence haunts me, his touch lingers like a curse. He will be my downfall. Nico Santini. The man who destroyed my brother. The man who swore himself to me at the altar. A leader in the shadows. A ghost in the system. a puppeteer, a killer. And me? I was raised to be his executioner. Trained to end him the moment I turned twenty-one. But the blade wavers in my hands. Because beneath the blood and vengeance, I see him. And I don't know if I want to kill him... or claim him. I am Viktoria Lebedeva. And I never forgive. -- Crimson series Book 3.
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