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“My eyes flew open and when they did, his dark ones, not looking detached, not blank, not impassive, but heated and turned on and God, could it be? Totally freaking sexy.”

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Book:The Golden Dynasty
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The Golden Dynasty

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Kristen Ashley
Kristen Ashley

Kristen Ashley is a renowned American author, born on April 8, 1968. She is known for her romantic novels that have captivated readers with their heartfelt and engaging storytelling. more

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