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Dannika Dark Biography

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“Put your mouth on mine, Little Raven. I’m ready for a taste of lemon cake,” he said in a deep and tumbling voice. “Maybe I’m not so sweet,” I whispered, wetting my lower lip with a sweep of my tongue. Logan’s eyes followed every movement, and he licked his lips in response. “I want your mouth… on my mouth. Do it, or else I’ll have to find something else to kiss.”

“If you love them, how do you know if they’re the right or wrong person? How can you tell when that love differs from all the rest?” Sitting on the stone ledge, she dipped her chin before deciding on her answer. “You ask yourself this: do they lift you up? Do they protect you and give you strength? Do they support your ambitions? Do they respect your opinions and treat you as an equal? A person can love you back, but if they don’t offer these basic essentials, how can love grow? My mother always told me that the heart of a man is revealed by not just what he’s willing to give but also what he’s willing to give up.” “Your mom sounds like a wise woman.” “She is.” Hope’s eyes were brimming with love. “I used to think she was talking about vices like smoking or gambling. She meant giving up things like pride, expectations, or negative traits that make a person weak. Money and promises mean nothing if they come from a man who wants to control you. Tak is my protector, but he doesn’t fight my battles. Even if it means swallowing his pride. Instead, he cheers me on. In return, I do the same.”

“Simon laughed heartily. “I’m afraid the rest of us have to find talents to get our women into bed. Of course once they’re there, I have other talents that keep them right where they are.” “Handcuffs hardly count,” Christian said offhandedly. “If you mean the ladies cuffing me to the bed so they can explore Hunt Island,” he said, rubbing his chest, “…then point taken. These hands are capable of making any female climax by the mere brush of a pinky across her bare breast.” “I must have gone to the wrong island,” I said with a private laugh.”

“Love is not a shining star. Love is not the warm glow of the sun. Love is a river. Sometimes it’s shallow and other times a mile deep. It flows toward some and away from others. It’s rocky, slippery, and you can drown in it if you’re not careful. It creates ripples in the lives around us, and all we can hope for is to be a part of that river, no matter where it leads or how short the journey may be. I hoped one day to be deep in the waters of a river that flowed back to me, one that spanned such a distance that I couldn’t see the shore. But I knew in my heart I would always be the one standing on the outside, watching others fall into the deep end.”