“«You were good, Prince Galadir of Thera,» whispered with seductive tone, and without being noticed she pulled the hem of the coat stained with blood and threw it away. Galadir was struck by an electric shock. «Yes, I know, you… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Galadir frowned, looking at her. «I don't need the stars to see you, Morwen.» She turned istinctively toward him, caught by those words. Galadir laid his hand on hers, and an electric shock struck the woman, who froze to 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
