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La promesa vampírica

Auteur: Bella Gold
Romance de fantasía
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Lisez le roman La promesa vampírica écrit par l'auteur Bella Gold publié sur WebNovel. Habiendo nacido mitad humana y mitad vampiro, Mia Rivera no comprendía lo extraordinaria que era su vida hasta que conoció a Sol Montgomery, un vampiro de sangre pura considerado un príncipe entre la ...

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Habiendo nacido mitad humana y mitad vampiro, Mia Rivera no comprendía lo extraordinaria que era su vida hasta que conoció a Sol Montgomery, un vampiro de sangre pura considerado un príncipe entre la aristocracia vampírica. Él despertó otro lado de ella y la arrastró a un mundo del que una vez intentó escapar. Ahora vivía en su casa como su ayudante personal. Tenía dos opciones: luchar contra su naturaleza inherente de vampiro… o entregarse a ella. Le tomé de la mano mientras abría las piernas y me sentaba a horcajadas sobre su regazo. Un jadeo lo abandonó cuando pasé mi nariz por donde habría estado su punto de pulso. "Sí, papá… sí, te escucho". Ja. Ahora ya sabes lo que se siente. Un leve chillido me abandonó cuando me pellizcó el costado, pero eso solo resultó perjudicial para él. Me sacudí en su regazo y él soltó una bocanada de aire ante el repentino movimiento. La gran mano de Sol se posó sobre mi cadera para calmarme, y me dirigió una mirada peligrosa. «La promesa vampírica» es una obra de Bella Gold, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

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