Love is the sweetest venom. Lawrence: I told her I wanted her body and not her love. I lied.
Ronan: I fell in love with a lie . . . She was beauty and destruction.Kissing her was a tender song. Owning her body, a wild poem. Loving her, my downfall. But she was mine. Or so I thought.
Blaire: One man offered me his love. The other, the world. I'm falling, falling, falling . . . And there's no end in sight.
© 2016 Tantor Media, Inc. (Hljóðbók): 9781494580049
Útgáfudagur
Hljóðbók: 24 maj 2016
Merki
Love is the sweetest venom. Lawrence: I told her I wanted her body and not her love. I lied.
Ronan: I fell in love with a lie . . . She was beauty and destruction.Kissing her was a tender song. Owning her body, a wild poem. Loving her, my downfall. But she was mine. Or so I thought.
Blaire: One man offered me his love. The other, the world. I'm falling, falling, falling . . . And there's no end in sight.
© 2016 Tantor Media, Inc. (Hljóðbók): 9781494580049
Útgáfudagur
Hljóðbók: 24 maj 2016
Merki
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