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By AnonymLisa Desrochers
But his eyes say what he can’t. I see it, clear as day, even if she doesn’t. He’d give up his wings for her. All she’d have to do is ask.
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By AnonymLisa Desrochers
Gabriel. This has to be his fault, somehow. I'm going to track him down, pluck out his angel feathers, and stuff a pillow with them.
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By AnonymLisa Desrochers
Sii la mia schiava d’amore,” I purr. Her expression is guarded. “What did you say?” An amused smile pulls at my lips. “I’ll never tell.” Somehow, I don’t think she’d agree to be my love slave anyway.
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By AnonymLisa Desrochers
Somehow, getting closer than humanly possible drove us further apart than we've ever been.
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