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Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 22 short years of her life, she scrambled in his grip. A whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. 
“Shh.” He lowered his head. 
Clamped to his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face. His jet-black hair looked wet, sweeping his shoulders. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. 
“If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his voice threatened to drown any audience.

Table of Lust For Life: Take Refuge In the Villain's Heart

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Volume 1