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London, February 1876
his hair shone with a darker, more phosphorous accumulation of bronze,
I still don't get it Hazel.
“I say, Hamish, old boy.” The mustached lieutenant addressed the major. “Isn’t Ravencroft a Mackenzie?”
I thought so!
London, August 1877, A Year Later
London, May 1879, Nearly Two Years Later
“You should hear what they have to say about titled men. Apparently blue blood has a difficult time finding its way to the correct appendage. And even if it does, the experience rarely lasts long enough to be worth the trouble.”
Ouch! Lmbo
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It was like being bitten by a butterfly.
Love it
Other wounded soldiers like you. Men who
His outburst and anger towards her and all humans .....
PTSD
unwilling. I know there is more suffering than I could ever contain, but my life’s purpose is to save who I can.”
Well said.
Over the past three years, slim, fair-haired women in their twenties had been strangled and molested in an eerily similar fashion and in alarming numbers.
Ohhh
that Ezio del Toro had died of natural causes a few months prior,
hmmmm.
Because he’d been raised to believe thusly, and because he’d needed reasons not to like her.
“Must the past matter so much now that you are back and I am who I am instead of who I was?”
Uh oh
a Miss Jane Raleigh, a spinster who lived
Ginny. His Ginny … had been none other than
So that's how he figures it out!
“Dry your tears, my love,” he whispered as
Oh shit. It has to be!
