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“Coulda knocked me over with a feather, the front bell went and I opened the door to that tall drink of cool water. Woke up and I knew it was a good day. Felt it in my bones. Opened the door to him, glad I was right.”

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Book:Raid

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Raid

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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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