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“As soon as the words presented themselves, Gabriel knew that they were perfect for him. Perfect for what he was contemplating doing to her. Perfect for his own self-justification. Tasting. Taking. Sucking. Sinning. Draining. Abandoning. She was pure. She was innocent. He wanted her. Facilis descensus Averni. But he would not be the one to make her bleed. He could not, would not, make another girl bleed for the rest of his life. All thoughts of seduction and mad, passionate f*cking on desks and chairs, against walls and bookshelves and windows, immediately gave way. He would not take her. He would not mark her and claim what he had no right to claim.”

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Gabriel's Inferno

A gripping narrative that delves into the complex emotions and moral dilemmas of its characters, set against the backdrop of a tumultuous love story. more

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Sylvain Reynard
Sylvain Reynard

Sylvain Reynard is a French author known for his romantic novels, characterized by complex emotional entanglements and profound character development. more

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