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ittering silver ben

, impatiently awaiti

tu

avorite companions

ne in a secluded

tch

ance and engage wi

ked his dormant j

at

tane fires before

o destroy the e

as t

to trust himself ar

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t of his Queen w

him wit

had her favorites

y King; the clever cou

on in games

ispatc

mortal Hawk, to gath

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tting revenge for

on fairy

alf-mast would ma

a woman'

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words in a scathing

ita

ue," the fool said

ade of a

ing Finnbar

con

embellished a bit

mo

I spent three days

living

clamor ov

f it's some mystic

stow etern

With your own ey

King ask

and his mouth tw

H

He's talle

six feet in that

ect

a hand taller. He

ldering black eyes,

and the body of Vi

lt

my liege? Disfi

tena

dered this inform

omach at the thought

s fair limbs, bring

asu

ing he

for you," the foo

tured impatientl

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g Fionnbar's gaze turned inward, his eyes gleami

seen..._ The king's thoughts strayed, imagining the Hawk'

sky, 'what is it about the Hawk that draws w

understanding passing between them before h

n our races? No. There

t back and do nothing. The Hawk is about

s interest piqued. "I discovered that

is about to befall him. You see, my liege, King Malcolm h

doesn't wed this woman, he will destroy both

asked impatiently. "SARAPHINA C

stantly. "Did you

e died by her father's hand. I did no more put the id

didn't put the idea in his head

ed, "think you I would resort to su

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is fingers and stu

g, and careless, th

enough to ris

o o

is head and his s

imple. The wedding

destroy the VISCOUNT Gl

added r

ebated a pensive

inger and the Ha

hed. Finnbar wanted his own

nal revenge. No mortal man cuckolded the King of the Fairy, without

in his mind. As he considered it, King Finnb

the smug smile that te

something wicked.

my l

fool

Finnbar commande

s he considered hi

ng his

ile Finnbar plott

little to the race

ut in it

lames of daw

sea when the K

Hawk ev

e fool echo

emotion for whic

, erect monuments,"

a moment. "I woul

wooed a woman he

esired any special

ver denied him?

a trace of

ind. I don't think

teenth century who

an's a legend. Wom

ariciously. "I hav

, f

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more independent and

are more independent

exquisite, intelligent, and stron

ieve in a bi

ax accoun-tant we took back to the twelfth

ewhat inured to the unusual so she can a

Salem, where they still believe in witches, or perhaps

ces!" the fo

arbors a special hatred for beautiful, womanizing men; a

ndishly. "May 1 emb

of it," the King said

although it was an unusually

r head and tugged the French

descend over the gar-dens that tumbl

ouse at 67 maple crescent, then turned her methodical scrutiny to th

. The guard dogs that patrolled the grounds were qu

arm pad that would activate the motion detectors s

eet in height would trigger the detectors, although the shrill w

un for a phone. She'd summon the devil himse

ew Orleans, not even if she moved across an ocean or two, which she couldn't do anyway; the

marveled. It never failed to aston

e be a fugitive? She'd always bee

long, someone to love and someone who loved her, children

Lafleur Garrett, the toast of New O

******

the lawn a final time then dropp

a different place; a wonderful place, full of

ollars cash, Camilla de Simon had invented a last name for he

ns for which practically anyone could quali

olled in college, and embarked on he

ays had a feeling that something special

e at the university, when tha

ad caught the eye, the heart, and the engagement ring of the darkly

tale. She'd walked around for

d refused to look too closely, refused to acknowledge that

ishing she could blink some of h

xcuses she'd made for him, for hers

nt and she smiled down at the one good t

e'd found outside a gas station o

purred enth

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eature, hugging her close. Uncondition

or subterfuge-pure affect

rs, then broke off abruptly as a faint scratchin

lutched Moonie and wai

was only

wig scratching at the

the trees back from the

her head, and ordered

verhead a floorboard creaked. T

the ceiling instantly as the creaking sound re

to get over thi

d to pass until

see Etienne stand-ing there with his f

. She was safe,

For the past few days she'd had the suffocat

one who might wish her harm was either dead or didn't kno

ned her that something was wrong

Spooks-the sultry, superstitiou

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er instincts. They were al

'dhad a bad feeling about him from the beginning, bu

ans; naturally, a woman might fee

ng, and had wanted the fairy tale so badly, that she'd tried to for

nally facing the truth that Etienne wasn't the

r that breezed gently in the window behi

warily. Hadn't she closed tha

the French doors. Camilla edged cautiously t

ce peered in the win-dow at her, n

cautions if she couldn't relax? There

ss the room her foot encountered a small object and sent it skidding ac

e from Etienne chess set, the one she'd swiped fr

in. She'd tossed it in a box-one of those piled

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he pieces out, she mused, there were se

'd kicked and rolled it gin

e and anger and humiliation, capped with a

iff-ened, clutching the chess piece so tightly that t

ind her were shut-she knew they wer

as no one in her li-brary but her

illa teetered on t

ing so jumpy, then cursed Etienne for making h

es without sparing

hess pieces into a pile. She di

of it at the feet of a Creole storyteller who'd lived b

set; an old legend claimed it was cursed,

needed quick cash. Carved of walrus ivory and ebony,

earned it, after all

colorful invective

hat someone as evil as Etienne

erwise shouldn't people's f

belatedly discovered he was on the inside, she n

ed the hard way that any end

beautiful, womanizing, deceitf

omise. "I will never go out with a beautiful man again, so l

ho lacked substance, a creature manmade devices could

inty- Camilla de Simone was definite

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his body over HAWK, resting hi

ommanded , panting heavil

Fionnbar cried and begged__

s taking over his body more intensely" than any orgas

n my "ass hole entrance"

etter than any , I have been

ely, digging his fingers

t , your ass is so fucking so

s Fionnbar a

crea

have been a bad boy! He slaps his ass aga

eyes was

sliding his" extremely big Stallion cock" inside his

he lifts' my ass up with extreme" ease and pull me down again , making a hallow sound

slapping

woke up from