Isabelle Reaves

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Whatever it was, as I held her chin and fed her pills, recognition had stirred within me. There was an energy about her, an aura that felt like I’d known her before. She’d been so helpless, at my complete (nonexistent) mercy, and yet even half-asleep, she’d fought like a wildcat.
Blood of Hercules (Villains of Lore, #1)
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