Cassandra Doon

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Adonis spins around, eyes wide with excitement as they find mine. He tosses the trident to the side, charging toward me with purpose, and I brace myself for impact as he crashes into me, sweeping me up off my feet and spinning me in the air. “You fucking Goddess,” he cheers, holding me so tight I can barely breathe as I laugh with him.
Vicious Souls (Saints Academy, #3)
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