Outono em Mirandela

Outono em Mirandela

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 26, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Romantic Comedy
Small town
Friends to Lovers
Amara achava que tinha superado. A traição, a dor, aquela noite que sua mente enterrou - tudo. Até que se muda de cidade, de vida... e dá de cara com ele: o cara que seu coração reconhece, mas sua mente insiste em esquecer. Bless é charme, mistério e uma bagagem cheia de segredos. E ele tem uma pergunta que pode virar tudo de cabeça pra baixo: - Você se lembra de mim?
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Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

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