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Unholy Death (Requiem #2) Unholy Death by Christine Fonseca
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“I press my lips hard against hers, tasting her desire, her pain, her love, her confusion. At once I’m in two lives, two worlds, two places.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me
“She slips into the seat at our table, refusing to look up at me. I reach for her hand, sending a shiver through me when our finger tips touch. She glances at me, her eyes filled with a feral fear that reaches into my depths, pulling on emotions I refuse to acknowledge. Things I can’t feel now. Won’t feel ever again.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me
“My thoughts war. Part of me needs to protect her; part of me wants something else. Something vile. Wrong.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me
“She smiles and snuggles into me as we wait for our table. I inhale her scent. Vanilla and something else. Something different. Smokey almost. Sexy. It drives me crazy with need and I have to move away while I can.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me
“She’s right in some ways. She doesn’t need a shrink. But she does need to remember. I need her to remember; remember and still choose me. Choose us.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me
“But there is nothing, no trace that she’s ever existed. She is not here. She will never be here again.
Because of me.”
Christine Fonseca, Libera Me