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Pretty things aren't meant to be broken. But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price. I'm her nightmare. I'm her savior. And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul. She doesn't remember me. She will. It's inevitable. Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't. She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just.…
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- Autorius: Rachel Van Dyken
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2015
- Puslapiai: 346
- ISBN-10: 1519152574
- ISBN-13: 9781519152572
- Formatas: 13.3 x 20.3 x 2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
- Extra -15 % nuolaida šiai knygai su kodu: ENG15
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Pretty things aren't meant to be broken. But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price. I'm her nightmare. I'm her savior. And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul. She doesn't remember me. She will. It's inevitable. Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't. She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite. I bit. I tasted. I fell. Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death, is your only future.EXTRA 15 % nuolaida su kodu: ENG15
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- Autorius: Rachel Van Dyken
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2015
- Puslapiai: 346
- ISBN-10: 1519152574
- ISBN-13: 9781519152572
- Formatas: 13.3 x 20.3 x 2 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
Pretty things aren't meant to be broken. But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price. I'm her nightmare. I'm her savior. And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul. She doesn't remember me. She will. It's inevitable. Because as much as I know I need to stay away, for fear of unlocking the memories I helped her father bury--I can't. She was the apple in the Garden, dangled in front of me, her core so tempting and sweet. A voice whispered. Just. One. Bite. I bit. I tasted. I fell. Welcome to the world of the Russian mafia, where death, is your only future.
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