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The Wolves of Witch Pond

Autor: Sylvia Conley
Fantasy Romance
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Leia o romance The Wolves of Witch Pond escrito pelo autor Sylvia Conley publicado no WebNovel. “The same way I’m a useful asset for breaking the curse?” I spat quickly.Ronan smirked and released one of my wrists.“I can think of much better uses for you,” he said in a low, deep purr. He brushed ...

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“The same way I’m a useful asset for breaking the curse?” I spat quickly. Ronan smirked and released one of my wrists. “I can think of much better uses for you,” he said in a low, deep purr. He brushed his fingers down my cheek. I felt feverish and leaned away from him. “What do you want from me, really?” I asked, enunciating each word. “I need to know.” “Need?” he asked, his eyes fixed on my lips. “Yes,” I whispered breathily. “Your wish is my command,” he said, chuckling darkly. Ronan dropped his hand and crashed his lips to mine. *** Everyone knew that the wolves were brutal killers that hated witches. So, why did I choose to save one when I found him dying in the woods? If my coven found out, I’d lose everything, so why can’t I stay away from him? The more I got involved with her enemy, the more secrets of my own coven I unraveled, until I questioned who the real enemy was. The Wolves of Witch Pond is created by Sylvia Conley, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

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