Do you know what happened the last time I loved someone?”

Growled against my skin with such tempered violence that my shiver turned into a shudder. I nodded.

“No you don’t.” Another lethal growl. “You only know how she died. Let me tell you how she lived— in fear. My actions horrified her, as they horrify you. My enemies exploited her, as they exploit you, so it was more than an advancing army that made her throw herself from our roof. It was me.

Autor: Jeaniene Frost

Do you know what happened the last time I loved someone?”<br /><br />Growled against my skin with such tempered violence that my shiver turned into a shudder. I nodded.<br /><br />“No you don’t.” Another lethal growl. “You only know how she died. Let me tell you how she lived— in fear. My actions horrified her, as they horrify you. My enemies exploited her, as they exploit you, so it was more than an advancing army that made her throw herself from our roof. It was me. - Jeaniene Frost


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