Haunted Love
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Author: Sheridan Anne
Categories: English, Romance, Dark
Pages:
Publisher: local
Cover: Softcover
Book description :Losing your virginity is a big deal, but voluntarily offering it up on a silver platter at an exclusive sex club . . . that’s just messed up. It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin.
I couldn’t resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least . . . that’s what I thought.
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Haunted Love
Haunted Love
(NOTE: The Book cover may vary if published by different companies.)
Author: Sheridan Anne
Categories: English, Romance, Dark
Pages:
Publisher: local
Cover: Softcover
Book description :Losing your virginity is a big deal, but voluntarily offering it up on a silver platter at an exclusive sex club . . . that’s just messed up. It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin.
I couldn’t resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least . . . that’s what I thought.
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(NOTE: The Book cover may vary if published by different companies.)
Author: Sheridan Anne
Categories: English, Romance, Dark
Pages:
Publisher: local
Cover: Softcover
Book description :Losing your virginity is a big deal, but voluntarily offering it up on a silver platter at an exclusive sex club . . . that’s just messed up. It was dark, and in my defense, he was tall, muscled, and smelled like the most tempting sin.
I couldn’t resist, and the second he touched me, I knew I was never going to be the same. It was a night filled with the kind of intensity a woman could only ever dream of. Nothing could have tainted such perfectness. At least . . . that’s what I thought.
