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Welcome to my own personal Hell.
Name: Heathcliff.
Occupation: Vampyre Warrior—one of the deadliest in the world.
I plan. I fight. I win. Always.
However, it’s never taken me this damned long to get what I want before.
Only I would be blessed with a Vampyre mate I’d have to chase for two centuries. The chemistry between us is steamy and the sex is sizzling, but I want more—I want it all.
Now just as I’m finally wearing Raquel down, I find I have competition—not for my mate's hand—but for her very existence.
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