Loving Lucifer's Daughter
he murmured, tucking a stray lock of hair behind my ear.
I rolled my eyes, but couldn't fight the grin spreading across my face. "Careful, Nightshade. Your charm's showing."
"Can't help it," he retorted, pulling me closer. "You bring it out in me."
As our lips met in a tender kiss, I marveled at how right this felt. Me, the daughter of Lucifer, tangled up with a vampire. It was absurd, impossible—and absolutely perfect.
When we finally broke apart, I rested my forehead against his, basking in the contentment that radiated through every fiber of my being. For once, I wasn't itching to run, to chase the next thrill. I was exactly where I wanted to be.
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