I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.
— Richelle Mead
The Indigo Spell
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I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing.
— Richelle Mead
The Indigo Spell
© Spoligo | 2024 All rights reserved