His Touch, My End

His Touch, My End

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Eloise Landry, a beautiful dark-haired girl with a thirst for money and knowledge ventures to Bulgaria in search for the truth about her brother's wife and the secrets hidden among the Balkan streets. On her adventure, she counters a crazed mysterious and sexy man. He's alluring, beautiful and not to forget dangerous... extremely dangerous... as in he's a threat to the very life she loves. Will she resist temptation and return home with her renewed knowledge or will she fall into the hands of the devil himself in his cloud of allure and beauty. "His touch was both salvation and damnation-and in that moment, I chose him, even if it meant choosing my end. I tasted death in his kiss, and still-I kissed him back, because love like his was worth dying for"
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𝗦𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. "You have three minutes," Kazimir murmurs, voice low enough to burn. My heart slams against my ribs. "I said-" "If you're not ready by then," he says, head dipping until his mouth brushes the shell of my ear, "I'll carry you out exactly like this. In this little nightgown. Barefoot. With nothing inside." My breath catches. He leans back just enough to meet my eyes. Cold steel. Absolute control. "And don't think I won't." ✦••┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈••✦ 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟮 in 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 [𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞] She thought she knew what Hell was. Then she met the man who ruled it. Aurora Ivanov was never meant to be his. But he never cared for rules. She was the daughter of an Interpol officer, a girl who belonged to the light. But light means nothing when the devil decides he wants you. It was Kazimir Petrov. The Bratva's most feared king. The monster men whisper about. And now, her captor. Dragged from her home, locked away in his empire of sin, Aurora is no longer the daughter of law. She is the property of a man who doesn't believe in mercy. He doesn't just want to own her body-he wants to shatter her mind, carve himself into her soul. She fights him. He enjoys it. She tries to run. He drags her back. She swears she will never belong to him. He smirks-because she already does. There is no love here. No mercy. Only the cold, merciless man who has decided she is his forever. She isn't his princess. She isn't his queen. She is his Hellion. And in Hell, there is no escape. Brutal. Sinister. Unforgiving. This is not a love story. This is a warning.

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