Lauren Dun

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“No going back once we cross this line,” he rumbled, voice hard and rough. “Be fucking sure.” He was terrifying in his intensity, a feral shift in his gaze that told me I was looking at the beast inside him. All signs of the sophisticated overlord were gone, replaced by a wild, ravenous predator.
Resting Witch Face (Stay a Spell, #5)
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