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LORD LUCAS THORNE

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She felt his tongue glide over her shoulder, his breath warm as his lips pressed against her bare skin. His left hand pinned both of hers above her head, firm and unyielding. He didn’t rush his mouth moved slowly, trailing down to her collarbone, then between the curve of her chest. “Lucas…” she breathed, a soft moan slipping past her lips. But he neither stopped nor opened his eyes. “I warned you, didn’t I?” His voice was low, edged with dark amusement. “But my dear Vie had to know. So now…” He leaned closer, his mouth brushing her skin again. “I’ll show you what it means to wake me.” When Evie accepts an invitation to the Lord of Havethrone’s masquerade ball, she doesn’t expect much certainly not to find herself drawn into a world of shadowed halls, whispered legends, and a masked man whose gaze seems to unravel her. Lucas Thorne is charming, powerful, and dangerously inhuman. No one sees the Lord of Havethrone and returns unchanged.
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