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c573dbd
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I glanced at Derek. The boy wonder didn't melt into a pile of goo, although his gaze was glued to Rowena's chest. Avoiding eye contact. Good strategy.
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fantasy
good-strategy
derek
magic-bites
ilona-andrews
rowena
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Ilona Andrews |
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cc76b2a
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I trusted her about as far as I could throw her. I was strong and she was small, but it still wasn't very far.
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trust
rowena
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Ilona Andrews |
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cb4596a
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Their gazes met. His eyes swept her in a velvet caress, uncertainty stamped on his features. The night loomed between them, as dark and impenetrable as his eyes. Rowena had to look away. She forced herself to remember how he had used his body and her need as weapons to weave a punishing net of pleasure.
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lace
rowena
teresa-medeiros
shadows
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Teresa Medeiros |