Morgan Hughes

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In a flash, steel met steel, so close to her face she felt the phantom kiss of the razor’s edge across her cheek. He looked down at her through crossed blades, their breath mingling. It was a battle of wills as they stared each other down, until she pushed with everything she had, and he backed up a step with wicked delight.
An Heir Comes to Rise (An Heir Comes to Rise, #1)
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