The Dragon of New Orleans (The Treasure of Paragon, #1)
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Gabriel snorted. Three hundred years in this realm, only to be turned to stone by the jealous rage of a woman who couldn’t take no for an answer.
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Raven wanted to live, but if living wasn’t possible, she would settle for being free.
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“Mere Toradol doesn’t move me at all, but morphine and fentanyl too… Yes, I get a drip out of you.”
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She laughed and laughed until her throat constricted like the valve of a pinched balloon.
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The bones of her cheeks protruded as if her skeleton was battling her skin for rights to the surface.
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“Say yes, little one,” he said. “I cannot bear to see you like this a moment more.” Her eyes widened. “Yes,” she mouthed. He smiled weakly. “Praise the Mountain.”
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The smile he gave her was sexy enough to melt her dress.
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“Good. Because you’ve never known turbulence until you’ve seen my family together.”