Allison Ford

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Faythe’s heart pierced where she sat, eyes burning with the passion Reylan poured over the keys in front of them. Every now and then his arm would graze hers, sending a pulse of electricity through her that heightened with the song weaving through her soul. He took them out of that room, out of their world, and placed them both in a universe of endless magick and wonder. A place where no evil could touch them. Her skin prickled in the most delightful way, inspiring shivers of warmth that embraced her heart. Protected it. His fingers moved gracefully, like tranquil waves against the thrash of a ...more
A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)
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