CRIMSON VOW
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Contenido adultoConcluida jue, dic 25, 20254h 13m
Damian Westwood is a 30-year-old mafia boss who hunts women with red hair. Elodie is the 19-year-old florist with copper curls who accidentally stole his heart. Now, he's her stalker, her protector, and potentially her biggest threat.A dark romantic comedy about a girl who thinks she has a guardian angel, but actually has a stalker who is fighting the urge to kill her every time she smiles."
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His Little Princess
❝𝑰'𝒎 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖.❞ ~~ Aurora Petrov is a normal 20 years old girl. She lives with her parents in a small town. She didn't have many friends since she wasn't good with associating with others. She hadn't had a boyfriend all these years and she was worried that she would never find her soul mate but she didn't gave up her hopes. After one tragic night, a lot of secrets get revealed and she gets into a situation that she doesn't how to get rid of it and then she met him and everything changed. Lucio Romano was a 25year old man, who was working as a bodyguard for clubs and rich families. He was taking care of his brother since his mother had abandoned them to live a better life while his father had gotten killed in a car accident. He had to grew up fast as he had to get money to provide food for his baby brother. Fighting was always something that he loved and was really good at it, so he started working as a bodyguard. One day was enough to change his beliefs in an instant when he met her, someone who he shouldn't want. Will Lucio be able to warm up to Aurora? Will her problem push Lucio away from her? Read to find out! ~ This book contains sexual scenes so if you don't like it, you can leave. Cover by:@Moonlight_Bee @Moonlight_Bee All Rights Reserved. None of these images or pictures in this belong to me. They belong to their owners.
When He Watches
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Shadows of Trust
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AMOR
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( FULL BOOK NOW AVAILABLE VIA THE LINK IN MY BIO ) A prophecy followed Dmitri Volkov like a curse. It claimed he carried the soul of Olkov, the first vampire, a creature so ancient that even legends faltered when speaking his name. Dmitri never cared for prophecies, but the world did. His parents feared what lived in him. His people bowed to him. One wrong look from him could decide who survived the night. Still, there was a truth he never admitted. He wanted the bond his kind had lost. The kind of love that could break an immortal in half and rebuild him. He mocked it when he saw it in others, but he longed for it in silence. He sat hidden in the darkest corner of his Russian club, bourbon sharp on his tongue, bass shaking the floor under his boots. The room pulsed with heat and sin, but none of it touched him. Then it came. A scent. Soft. Warm. Alive. It hit him so hard his chest tightened. His guards tensed as he sat forward, hair falling from his face. The noise faded. The crowd blurred. He followed the scent like it pulled him by the spine. A voice followed it. Gentle. Shy. Tinged with irritation. It slid through the room and wrapped around him like a tether. His eyes found her. Red hair cascading to her waist. Golden skin lit up by the neon glow. A camera at her side. She stood in a world she did not belong to, unaware of the predator watching her from the shadows. He begged her to turn. She did. Their eyes met, and her soft gasp shattered something inside him. For the first time in centuries, Dmitri Volkov felt his dead heart try to wake. * I DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE *
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