The Crimson Moth (The Crimson Moth, #1)

by Kristen Ciccarelli

Rune was a deer, and he was a hunter. Taking her measure, noting every detail and flaw, trying to decide if she would be worth the hunt.

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RUNE WINTERS. Every time Gideon looked at the young heiress, she reminded him of the sea: steal-your-breath beautiful on the surface, with the promise of untold depths beneath.

She’d completely bewitched him.

“You are not the things that happened to you, Gideon.”

As if Rune in his arms was the only true thing in the world, and until she was there again, everything was wrong.

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“I remember the sound of your laugh,” he said as the back door of the house came into view. “It pulled me like a magnet toward the beach, where I found the most beautiful girl in the world standing on the shore.”

She was like a deer making eyes at the wolf that wanted to eat her for lunch. Stupid deer. But she knew the fear of not having him now, and she suddenly wanted all of him. Body and soul. It was a dangerous feeling. One that could cost her everything.

The hunted had fallen for the hunter.