“Florence was staring at me. I wanted to look away from those soft, gentle eyes but I didn’t. “Medra,” she said. “Sometimes the problem is that we don’t see ourselves the way others do.” — Briar Boleyn Copy Share Image
“My hunger for this man left me reeling. His scent enveloped me, musk and leather and beneath it all the lingering hint of blood.… — Briar Boleyn Copy Share Image
“Florence was staring at me. I wanted to look away from those soft, gentle eyes but I didn’t. “Medra,” she said. “Sometimes the problem… — Briar Boleyn Copy Share Image
