“My hands wrapped around his waist, traveling up the broad expanse of his back, mooth and hard, and... "Give it a rest,… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“The three of you are enough to drive a mara mad. 'She can wear my shirt,’" she growled in imitation of Nash."No,… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
I'm not going to lose you, Kaylee. No matter what I have to do, or whom I have to fight. Even if… — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
