Chloe Meyers

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And those eyes. I’d once called them soulless. In reality, they were dark, endless pools that sparked with inner fire. All of him along with his somber yet watchful demeanor gave the impression of a cold, distant but very alert predator. Yet, I had seen vulnerability crack his cool veneer before. It was fleeting and gone, but I’d seen it.
Always Practice Safe Hex (Stay a Spell, #4)
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