“It was an unexpected kiss and terribly poignant, because in it there wasn't a promise of love but a farewell. Morwen felt the salty tears slide down the sides of the cheeks, while her lips moved in unison with those… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“I've found her, she is how the story tells. Black hair, pale skin, perfect body. And her eyes, oh, her eyes! She hurts with her eyes. I saw her at the School. Two pink diamonds. It's she, I perceive the… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Is she like me? Is she a Protégé too? Who is like me? Maybe she? No, she's not like me. She's superior. She protects,… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“So close, so close at hand, so damn beautiful. Galadir breathed deeply of the sweet smell of her hair and stroked her cheek. Her… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Morwen leaped back from her chair and found herself on the back of Hurrichein. She fell even more the cap on the face and… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«No, please!» she screamed desperate. One of the guys that were blocking her, pulled her by the hair. «Shut up, girl!» The old man… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“La baciai. La ghermii per i capelli e la baciai come se avessi voluto sbranarla viva. Ero furibondo. Perché lei era dove non doveva… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Morwen arched an eyebrow. «You've wanted it. Nara, you can open your eyes.» It was a moment. The blade of the knife stuck in… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«But who are you?» he asked softly, now powerless. IIn a moment she kneeled in front of the Prince. She brought her lips to… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“And Morwen lost control. A quick bite and deep, and a flap of skin fell in her throat, sweet and juicy. Galadir pushed her… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
