“He takes my hand, threading his fingers through mine. He raises them to his mouth, kissing our joined hands. Tears stream down my face as I take in that he’s actually standing right here in front of me. My Cole, my love, my reason for living is back.”
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J.L. Drake,
Shattered
“Mark hisses, wrapping his wound. “Why can’t people have cats? Really, all they do is sit there and plot your death…is that so bad?”
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J.L. Drake,
Shattered