Deeply In Love With The Forbidden

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said. "It

red down the path, swallowed by shado

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to make birds scatter from trees

me as soon as I step

like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to this reality. The city buzze

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my spine-and it wa

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e couch and stare

you, Bryso

ething... not normal about him. Something that made my instincts wak

ified me more

arm of the couch. Claire's n

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beneath my blanket. The scent of carnival sugar still clung to

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myself

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made her

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growled, arms folded across

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like cedar and smoke, eyes as pale as winter.

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and dropped it across

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