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“He’d gone total alpha. He’d decided, and he expected Sunny to fall into line. What he failed to realize? She was an alpha, too. “No problem. Let’s say our goodbyes, and part ways, since I can’t be of use to you.” “We do not part,” he snarled. Four words. Individually, they meant nothing. Together, uttered by William the Ever Randy, they rocked her world.”

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The Darkest King

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Gena Showalter
Gena Showalter

Gena Showalter is an American author born in 1975. She is known for her works in the genres of fantasy and young adult literature, particularly for her romance fantasy novels. Her books have gained widespread popularity and have been recognized with numerous literary awards. more

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