The Black Kiss
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Last published Tue, Apr 9, 2019
"Who is she?" he demanded in an authoritative voice.
There she stood at the centre of the ballroom, her dark tresses caressing the small of her back whilst her burgundy gown was wrapped tightly around her small frame. The wine tainted her lips a sinful red complexion.
No one knew.
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Taken from her home and forced into a life of servitude in a foreign land, Ekaterina is faced with death, sacrifice, injustice and Him.
Nikolai.
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