Morgan Lothman

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Brielle appeared at her side, and when she spotted us all, a strangled cry came from her throat. “Banner?” Relief washed over his face as he opened his arms. “Brielle.” She blew past the soldiers and Jocelyn, running for him, hair streaming at her back, legs and arms pumping until she crashed into his chest. “You came for me.” “I promised I’d find a way.” He leaned back, taking her face in his hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. Then he kissed her like they were alone in a dark bedroom, not standing amidst a crowd of people. That kiss knocked the wind from my lungs. Banner and Brielle. ...more
Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)
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