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“She lifted her head, her eyes still wet, her lips trembling. "I love you," she whispered. "So much." His head lowered and, amid blood and death, touched hers as light as a feather and whispered, "I live for you.”

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Book:Lion's Heat
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Lion's Heat

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Lora Leigh
Lora Leigh

Lora Leigh, born on March 6, 1965, is an American author known for her romantic novels. She has gained recognition for her deep emotional storytelling and complex character development. more

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