“«It means that I don't need to return to Kingdom that I don't own,» continued Deshre. « can stay on Penthànweald all… — 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… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Galadir clenched his teeth, trying to endure the burning. All he wanted now was to continue to touch, caress her cheek pale,… — 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… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«I... I don't know. I heard a lock that opened... and then screams very close to me. I heard them behind the… — 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… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«Mewar, my Priestess, speak,» said the creature marvelously disturbing. «Vueno, my Goddess, forgive me if I disturbed you, but I think you… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«You were good, Prince Galadir of Thera,» whispered with seductive tone, and without being noticed she pulled the hem of the coat… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“The sword in her right hand appeared quiet and, in a split second, she pierced his chest from side to side. 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… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“«The love I feel for you, Galadir, is unique. You must understand this. I love you, although I can not love. I… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Slowly she massaged the painful part. «It's time to prepare, Hurrichein,» she announced, looking the horse in the eyes. Then she stared… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Morwen took his face in her burning hands. «Don't believe the words of that serpent. You won't be a Protègè.» «But she… — 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… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Galadir went to meet Morwen, across the lawn. Under sunlight, the Prince was extraordinarily beautiful. His skin was smooth and almost golden.… — Chiara Cilli Copy Share Image
“Anjelica put her hand on her back. «Forged by the lava of your Kingdom, for you, your Majesty. Your swords.» «I don't… — 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
