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“I am a messenger of Death, I can see the lifelines all around the souls I claim. Most souls I take are wicked, some are merely annoying or tiresome. But you—” he tugs on my nipples, moving me forward. Without thinking my hands go out in front of me and press against his firm chest. “—you, I took because of how vibrant your soul is.”
Riding The Headless Horseman (Sexy Sleepy Hollow, #1)
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