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Come the First Snowfall
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Come the First Snowfall
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By None
Come the First Snowfall
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Exactly one week before my best friend's wedding, I was claimed by a man in the pouring rain-James Pierce, a fiercely protective stranger who turned my world upside down over the course of a single unprecedented night. Offering myself to him freely, he ravaged both heart and flesh and took from me what he pleased.
I still have the marks on my body and an impassioned heart to prove it. But the monsters I was warned about my entire childhood, whose existence I chalked up to my father's delusions and-dare I say it-insanity, are, in fact, real.
And they found me.
Seizing the opportunity to strike like a serpent in the grass, they have taken me far beyond the reach of James's protective grasp.
The one in charge-a man with burn scars on his face and an antique key hanging from around his neck-says he has plans for me. And come the first snowfall of winter, he promises those plans will come to fruition.
But by then, it will be too late-for me, my freedom, and the life I knew before.
Exactly one week before my best friend's wedding, I was claimed by a man in the pouring rain-James Pierce, a fiercely protective stranger who turned my world upside down over the course of a single unprecedented night. Offering myself to him freely, he ravaged both heart and flesh and took from me what he pleased.
I still have the marks on my body and an impassioned heart to prove it. But the monsters I was warned about my entire childhood, whose existence I chalked up to my father's delusions and-dare I say it-insanity, are, in fact, real.
And they found me.
Seizing the opportunity to strike like a serpent in the grass, they have taken me far beyond the reach of James's protective grasp.
The one in charge-a man with burn scars on his face and an antique key hanging from around his neck-says he has plans for me. And come the first snowfall of winter, he promises those plans will come to fruition.
But by then, it will be too late-for me, my freedom, and the life I knew before.


















