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“Giving in to a shrill instinct, she ran around the side of the building. Butch was marching toward his car as if he were carrying an unstable load, and she rushed to catch up with them. “Wait. I need to ask him a question.” “You want to know his shoe size or something?” Butch snapped. “Fourteen,” Wrath drawled. “I’ll remember that at Christmas, asshole.”

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Dark Lover: A Novel of the Black Dagger Brotherhood

In Dark Lover, readers are introduced to the world of the Black Dagger Brotherhood, a group of vampires who struggle with their existence and their relationships. The story follows the romantic entanglement between a vampire named Wrath and a human woman named Becca. The novel delves into the complexities of their relationship, the challenges they face, and the supernatural elements that define their world. more

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J.R. Ward
J.R. Ward

J.R. Ward is an American novelist known for her vampire series novels. Her works blend romance, suspense, and fantasy elements, and have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

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