Book 3 in the Shadow Series When the life of a family dies, what happens to their secrets? Are the memories of their vitality stamped out by the darkness? Are their heirlooms and photographs stowed away, hidden from view? Can the flicker of a candle’s flame reveal the secrets of a bygone life? Or will the damp and the darkness squelch the truth forever? The Elkhart Bugle called it A Murder of Crowes. It was a clever play on words. A sinister spin on the traditional meaning of the phrase. A murder of crows - three crows gathered in unison. The trio are seen as an omen, a threat. The three stand in judgment over their peers. Self-declared kings of paupers. But on November 22, 1967, one journalist cloaked the phrase in further darkness when Ellis Crowe and two of his adult sons, Warren and Jasper Crowe, were murdered just moments after they had finished their evening dinner. There were witnesses who had watched the ordeal play out and all evidence and accounts, all but one, led straight to Nathaniel Crowe. He was the youngest son of Ellis and Victoria Crowe. After his arrest, Crowe Towers was emptied of its residents for the first time since the grand estate was erected in 1754. It would not stay empty though. Like a sadistic case of whisper down the lane, the story changed. The truth was altered, shrouded by local lure, and those that believed the stories couldn’t deny the pull Crowe Towers had over them. They didn’t know that the truth was far worse than the tales that they believed. Now thirty-six years after Nathaniel Crowe was first sent to prison, the State of Pennsylvania is preparing him for his release. The citizens of Elkhart are on edge. Nathaniel himself is uneasy. All he has known for the last thirty-six years have been the walls of Pennington Prison. But when a triple homicide occurs on the very night he is released from prison, one can only ask, “Is history repeating itself?” Or is there a copycat aiming to make sure Nathaniel never tastes the sweet nectar of freedom again? Cover Reveals for future Shadow Series Books!
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Fighting Silence *Sexy Excerpt* “Hi.” I stood up off the bed as he started climbing through the window. His eyes went wide when he saw me, causing him to momentarily lose his balance on the windowsill and go crashing to the floor. “God. Damn,” he cursed as he rose to his feet while taking in my new wardrobe. “You… I…um…” His hand went to his lip. He was rooted in place only a few steps away, but his eyes traveled over every inch of my body and back again. Till was speechless. I had never felt so empowered in my life. “Are you okay?” I feigned concern as I slowly approached. “Not even close,” he told my breasts, making me giggle. After sliding a hand under the edge of his T-shirt, I raked a fingernail over each of his abs before dipping it into the waistband of his jeans. “I’m sore today,” I announced, closing the distance between us. My breasts were pressed against him, but he still hadn’t even attempted to touch me yet. I had plans to remedy that. I smirked then stood up on my tiptoes, kissing the base of his neck. “Make me sore for tomorrow too.” At the last second, I darted my tongue out to the hollow dip at the base of his neck. It was meant to tease him, but as the taste of his skin hit my tongue, I was flooded with memories of taking more of him in my mouth. The moan escaped before I’d even felt it coming. A loud rumble shook his chest, but that was the only warning I received. Suddenly, I was off my feet and sailing through the air. Just as I landed on the bed, Till crashed on top of me. His mouth roughly landed on mine. “Tell me we can’t do this again,” he demanded as his hands found my breasts. “We’re definitely doing this again.” I arched into him. “It’s gonna get so messy, Eliza. Please.” He groaned as I reached into the front of his jeans. “I’m okay with messy,” I breathed, guiding his hand from my breast and into my panties. “Fuuuuuck” he cursed when he discovered just how thorough I’d been with the razor earlier. His finger pressed inside me as his body traveled down the bed and settled between my legs, stripping my panties off during his descent. He added another finger in a less than gentle but overwhelmingly intoxicating, rhythm. “Tell me to stop, Eliza. We can’t do this again.” He grazed his teeth on the inside of my thigh. “We’re already doing it.” “Tell me to stop.” “No.” “It’s going to ruin us.” “If you don’t stop talking, you’re going to ruin this.” “I’m serious.” He kissed the inside of my other thigh, his fingers never faltering in their steady pace. “So am I. Stop trying to talk yourself out of this while your fingers are buried inside me.” I threaded a hand into his hair and gave it a gentle tug. “Goddammit. Tell me to stop!” he demanded one last time, but his fingers sped before twisting in the most delicious way. I decided to give him what he wanted, but only because I knew he wouldn’t follow through. “Stop.” I rolled my hips forcing him even deeper. “Well, it’s too fucking late now.” I would have laughed, but his mouth sealed over my clit and stole my breath, words, thoughts, and orgasm. My body shook as he pushed me higher even while I was falling. It shouldn’t have worked like that, but whatever voodoo magic Till Page was working with that night was all right with me. He didn’t stop swirling his tongue until I used his hair to pry his mouth away. “Too much!” I cried. He looked up with a wickedly proud grin. His hand disappeared, and seconds later, his cock replaced it. Fighting Silence *Excerpt* “I swear to fucking God,” I snarled as I stomped a pattern around Eliza’s hospital room. She had just been wheeled out, but my anger and anxiety filled the room in her absence. “Calm. Down,” Slate said from the doorway. “It’s no big deal. I’ll get it back.” “Fuck you.” “You’re welcome. Now, get your shit together and remember who the hell you are talking to.” Eliza didn’t have insurance, and she had freaked when the doctor told her that he wanted to run a CAT scan because of the trauma to her face and head. She’d flat-out refused, spouting off some crap about not going into debt by racking up a huge hospital bill she’d eventually have to pay. She’d sworn she was okay, but I’d absolutely not been anything even resembling okay. So I’d lost it. I’d snapped at her like a fucking asshole. Then I’d shouted at the doctor for reasons that didn’t even make sense. In turn, he threatened to call security, which only pissed me off more. It was a clusterfuck in that room until Slate came in and physically pinned me against the wall. While I was trying to get my shit under control, Erica was apparently informing administration that she and Slate would be financially responsible for Eliza’s hospital visit. While I was relieved as they wheeled her out of the room, I was sick and fucking tired of feeling like a broke-ass, worthless dick all the time. As it often was, my anger was aimed in the wrong place, and Slate was the only man in the room. “Get my shit together?” My heart pounded in my chest, and every muscle in my body strained under the mounting stress. “I’d like to see how the hell you’d react if Erica looked like that and there wasn’t a fucking thing in the world you could do to help her.” Slate’s eyes turned dark as his jaw clenched. “It was different. But I’ve been there,” he stated matter-of-factly. “It was the worst day of my life. I wasn’t even the one who got to make the piece of shit pay either. But honestly, Till, sometimes you have to accept that it’s not the way things get done or who does them. As long as, in the end, they are done. She’s getting that CAT scan right now, and you can sleep easy tonight knowing that she’s okay. It doesn’t matter one bit who signs the check that pays for that kind of peace of mind.” “It matters to me. You have no fucking idea how it feels to be so goddamn helpless all the time. I can’t do this anymore. I’ve only truly had her for less then twenty-four hours and I’ve already failed to fucking protecting her and provide for her. My boxing trainer had to pay for her medical bills. It’s embarrassing!” “It’s only embarrassing if you let it be.” He shrugged and settled into the chair next to the door. I continued to pace. I couldn’t get over the heavy weight of failure compressing my chest. “Why the fuck would she want to settle for someone like me? I failed out of high school. I work sixty-three hours a week for minimum wage so that I can barely pay the bills on a shithole apartment. For fuck’s sake, I have two brothers I want to give the world, but last week, she had to buy us groceries. Oh, and there is always that fun fact that I’m going deaf. One day, she really will have to take care of me! I can’t handle knowing that she has to settle for a future filled with struggles just to be with me. I love her. I really fucking do. But at what point do I let her go because I know she’d have a better life with someone else?” I finished my rant on a yell. “Wow. You have a really gone off the deep end. She’s not some puppy you can find a better home for.” He stretched his legs out and crossed them at his ankles. If possible, it managed to piss me off more. I was in emotional upheaval and he was getting comfortable. “Just leave me alone. I can’t deal with your shit right now.” “You want to go pro?” he asked randomly. “What I want is for you to leave.” “Is that a no?” He crossed his arms over his chest. “What the fuck are you talking about? Nothing has changed. I still don’t have the time. Honestly, I think I need to give up boxing altogether. Maybe try to find another job or something.” “I’ll bankroll eight hundred a week. Quit your jobs and come work for me in the ring. It comes with health insurance for you and the boys too.” I stared at him, awestruck. That was double what I was bringing home each week. I’d always heard that you couldn’t judge a man’s character by the balance in his bank account. Thank fuck for that because character might be the only place I wasn’t overdrawn. And right then, Slate’s offer sounded a whole lot like pity. No matter how appealing it sounded, I wanted to make it without having to rely on anyone else. I couldn’t afford to sacrifice character. “Why are you doing this right now? What part of that conversation confused you? I don’t want your charity.” “It’s not charity. I’m gonna make a shit-ton of money off your ass. This isn’t a free ride. I’ll get all of your winnings until you’ve paid me back. Then anything you make over that, I get thirty-three percent. Erica’s been eyeing this condo on the beach in Florida. I’m hoping you can help me out and buy that for her.” Outstanding. Slate wants to buy a condo on the beach and I just want to keep the electricity on. “It has to be hard being you.” My voice dripped with sarcasm, but it only made Slate smile. “I guess you won’t know until you try. I made every single penny I have from boxing. If you think money will solve all your problems, then put whatever preconceived notions you have about my motives aside and take my offer. But if you decide to refuse, you should know I won’t make it again.” “Why now? Less than a month ago, you told me I wasn’t ready. Where was your offer to bankroll me then?” “I’m not going to lie to you. You’re not ready. Not if you want to be great. But with enough time, I can get you there. You’re raw right now, and despite whatever you think, you’re driven by something greater than the almighty dollar or dreams of stardom.” He stood up and walked over to me. “To answer your question about why now, I was wrong. You’re not hungry for more in life. You’re fucking starving. I can work with that. “Did you even listen to yourself while you were talking? Not one single thing you said was because Till Page wanted more money or a nicer car. You were concerned about Eliza and the boys…but never Till.” He poked my chest right over my heart. “I’m making an investment in you, Till. It’s no handout. I believe you’re going to set the boxing world on fire, because every time you put on those gloves, you’re doing it for them. Say yes. Accept the offer. Quit your jobs. Take a week off to take care of her. Then get your ass in my ring.” I had no words. If I spoke, I was going to look like a sniffling little bitch. So I nodded instead. “Good. I’m going to find Erica and get some coffee. I’ll send over the contracts and your first paycheck in the morning.” He turned and headed for the door. I stood in the middle of an empty hospital room where my fantasy and reality had collided. Finally, I had the break I had dreamed of, but it had taken almost losing Eliza to get it. I would forever remember the way I felt in that moment. Cracking my neck and shaking out my arms, I decided I was done letting the world run over me. Slate had just handed me my one chance to make a better life, and I was going in with gloves blazing. For the first time in my fucking life, I was climbing through the ropes. PRE-ORDER NOW AVAILABLE! Amazon: http://amzn.to/1CF0YEq Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/1Lhhn62 RELEASE DATE: February 23rd, 2015 Blurb Sound is an abstract concept for most people. We spend our lives blocking out the static in order to focus on what we believe is important. But what if, when the clarity fades into silence, it's the obscure background noise that you would give anything to hold on to? I've always been a fighter. With parents who barely managed to stay out of jail and two little brothers who narrowly avoided foster care, I became skilled at dodging the punches life threw at me. Growing up, I didn’t have anything I could call my own, but from the moment I met Eliza Reynolds, she was always mine. I became utterly addicted to her and the escape from reality we provided each other. Throughout the years, she had boyfriends and I had girlfriends, but there wasn't a single night that I didn’t hear her voice. You see, meeting the love of my life at age thirteen was never part of my plan. However, neither was gradually going deaf at the age of twenty-one. They both happened anyway. Now, I'm on the ropes during the toughest battles of my life. Fighting for my career. Fighting the impending silence. Fighting for her. Every night, just before falling asleep, she sighs as a final conscious breath leaves her. I think that's the sound I'll miss the most. About the Author: Aly Martinez Born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, Aly Martinez is a stay-at-home mom to four crazy kids under the age of five, including a set of twins. Currently living in South Carolina, she passes what little free time she has reading anything and everything she can get her hands on, preferably with a glass of wine at her side.
After some encouragement from her friends, Aly decided to add “Author” to her ever-growing list of job titles. Five books later, she shows no signs of slowing. So grab a glass of Chardonnay, or a bottle if you’re hanging out with Aly, and join her aboard the crazy train she calls life. Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads When you’re this close to the redline, there’s no room for error —or second chances. A Dark Erotic Serial from Skye Callahan IgnitionA sought after car thief for hire, Colt will do anything for a high—anything for the deafening rush of blood and chemicals that tames the ongoing anarchy in his mind. Fast cars, pain, alcohol, women… his vices come in many flavors, but one woman tempts him closer to the line he can never come back from. She’ll be his hardest theft yet—an action that will set the looming conflict with his brother on a new and violent path. Aubrey has two choices. The first she knows too well: the alluring businessman who entwined her in his deceptive plots. The second is a stranger. He makes his promises not with a silver tongue but with harsh, blunt observations that Aubrey can’t ignore. Either way, she’s caught between two brothers each seeking the other’s downfall—and neither has a problem taking her down in the processAdd it on Goodreads Spotify Playlist: Redline Series Updates Sign up for Skye's Mailing list to receive release updates! Excerpt©Skye Callahan 2015 “I need to get to work.” I shifted my weight to relieve the pain in my feet and to keep myself going. No one mentioned the post-dance adrenaline crash could be so intense. “You are working.” He leaned forward, putting his elbows on his thighs. His breath moved against my stomach and up between my breasts as he stared up at me and spoke again. “I believe what you mean is that you need to earn your share. Would you rather be standing there looking tasty or outside rubbing skin with the crowd while doing it?” He had a fucking point there, but I wasn’t fond of being described by a stranger as “tasty” and it didn’t make standing under his accessing gaze any more desirable. His hand grazed my side and I stepped back. “No touching.” “I touch what I want.” Grabbing the pocket on my apron, he pulled me closer and kept me there. “We can call in Devlin to set that straight.” Contest it, my brain shouted, but his expression was unchanging and calm, and all I needed was to piss off Devlin. Again. “Your friends with him?” I asked. “When it’s convenient,” he said with a slight scowl darkening his face. It quickly faded as his gaze settled on my face. “And you? How did you get involved with him? Tell me how he convinced you to work in his club.” “I needed the job,” I said, eager to finish the conversation and be done with him. “You needed the money—you suck at the job.” I tried not to take the sting of his insult too personally. I knew he was right, but hearing the truth from the mouth of a stranger was a blow to my tenuous grasp on self-confidence. “You’re not like the other girls.” He reached to touch my hair, but I swatted his hand away. “It’s just first night jitters.” “Jitters.” He made a sound in his throat. “Pick up that glass,” he said gesturing to the second glass on my tray. I did as he said, but he didn’t move to take it. He simply stared at it, so I instinctively followed his gaze, curious as to what was so interesting. The liquid sat there, steady in my outstretched hand with barely a ripple of movement that was more likely a result of the deep bass of the music rather than a shaky hand. We both stared in silence for a moment—and I wondered if he’d been testing me the whole time.Feed the Darkness with Skye CallahanSkye Callahan was born and raised in rural Ohio and has had an insatiable love of reading and writing since she was young. Thanks to the encouragement of teachers, family, and friends, she has found her passion in immersing herself in the imaginary worlds of the characters who live in her head. Title: Rogue Cowboy Series: Down Under Cowboy #5 Author: Kasey Millstead Release Date: February 17, 2015 Synopsis Trust. It can take a lifetime to build, and be shattered in an instant. My trust in men had been shattered. The walls surrounding my heart were reinforced with steel so thick it was impenetrable. And, then he came along. Zeke Stewart. My worst nightmare. The answer to my prayers. Includes the much anticipated Cowboy Struggles (Ava & Jeremy) a Novella. You loved them in Sky Cowboy, and now Ava and Jeremy are back to share their story about their journey to having a family. Join Ava, Jeremy and Oscar as they navigate the emotional struggles handed to them. Links to Buy Also Available Author Bio Kasey Millstead lives a quiet life in country New South Wales, Australia, with her husband and their four young children. She enjoys baking, singing (ridiculously out of tune) & spending time with friends and family. Kasey has always harboured a deep love for reading and writing, and she is now lucky enough to be living her dream of being an Author. Author Links My Review:
Let me start by saying this is my first book in the Down Under Cowboy series but I can honestly say it won't be my last. I loved getting to know Sienna and Zeke. I felt for Sienna and all she had been through but admired her for moving on and still being the sweet person she is. Zeke was so patient with Sienna and I adored that he knew it would be worth taking his time to gain her trust. I enjoyed all the other characters in this book and look forward to reading more of their stories as well. Kasey Millstead does a great job of balancing the relationship between the main characters and the rest of the story. I was drawn to the story from the very beginning and read the whole book almost straight through in one setting because I could not put it down. I will be recommending this series to my reading friends. For better or worse, for richer or poorer, ‘til almost death do they part… AVAILABLE TODAY! GRAB THE FIRST BOOK FOR ONLY 99¢ Take a risk. Enter to win a $50 Gift Card to Amazon or B&N.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR Toni Aleo is the author of the Nasvhille Assassins series: Taking Shots, Trying to Score, Empty Net, Falling for the Backup, and Blue Lines. When not rooting for her beloved Nashville Predators, she’s probably going to her husband’s and son’s hockey games and her daughter’s dance competitions, taking pictures, scrap-booking, or reading the latest romance novel. She lives in the Nashville area with her husband, two children, and a bulldog. Read more about Toni here. Social Media Links: Website: http://tonialeo.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/tonialeo1 Twitter: https://twitter.com/tonilovesweber6 Instagram: http://instagram.com/tonialeo1 Jake Wilson is a very successful tattoo artist in California. He lives his life on the go and there's not a shortage of women at his disposal at any point in time. His life is perfect for a man who has no desire to commit and the stories he could tell you would either terrify you or have you intrigued and hoping to become his next treat. What happens when he meets the first female to challenge him? Dani Green is a very successful club owner who has just recently relocated. Her partnership with Jax Wilson brings her face to face with Jax's twin brother Jake. His sexy charm won't work on her because she sees right through his intentions. What happens when Jake is determined to break through her sophisticated demeanor and show her his true personality? Will she fall for his wild existence or will she be the one to leave him always wanting more? Hilary Storm lives with her high school sweetheart and three children in Enid, Oklahoma. She drives her husband crazy talking about book characters everyday like they are real people. She graduated from Southwestern Oklahoma State University with an MBA in Accounting and has a full time job as an accountant. Her passions include being a mom, writing, reading, photography, music, mocha coffee, and spending time with friends and family. She is the author of the International Best Selling 'Rebel Walking' series. Book one: 'In a Heartbeat' was released June 2013, Book two: 'Heaven Sent' was released in September 2013. Book 2.5: 'Banded Together' released Jan 2014. Book 3: 'No Strings Attached' released March 2014. Book 4: 'Hold Me Closer' released May 2014. Book 5: 'Fighting the Odds' is due to release Oct 2014! Facebook/Webpage/Twitter Jacob Wilson was born in Joplin Missouri and still resides there. He loves his bulldogs and treats them as if they are his children. He is a nationally qualified NPC physique competitor/fitness model. After appearing on numerous Hilary Storm covers and traveling together they decided to write their first book together. Jake, is Jacob's debut novel. Hosted By: Title: Shameless (Black Brothers Trilogy Book 3) Author: Brynley Bush Release Day: 02/10/2015 Release Day Blitz: 02/12/2015 Hosted By: SBB Promotions Sheltered good girl Victoria Raine has always wanted to be a little bad. Tired of living life safely on the sidelines, she summons the courage to forge a new path for herself and applies to the FBI, looking for adventure and something to fulfill her vague longing for something…more. She gets more than she bargained for with her first undercover assignment—posing as the girlfriend of country music’s bad boy, Drake Maddox, a lone wolf with a reputation for having singularly erotic tastes. Hoping to catch a serial killer that’s targeting women close to Drake, Tori’s job is to convince the public, and the killer, that she and the wickedly handsome superstar are an item. Although their relationship is a sham, there’s nothing fake about the hidden desires the sexy as sin cowboy awakens in Tori. As the killer draws closer, Tori finds herself falling for the one man she can’t have. **Shameless can be read as a standalone novel**Each book in the Black Brothers Trilogy focuses on a different brother and his story and can be read independently, although the books interconnect. INSERT REVIEW HERE - DELETE THIS IF NOT REVIEWING Fearless (Black Brothers Trilogy Book 1)Fiercely independent and newly single mom Emmaline Hart has spent the last thirteen years putting everyone’s needs before her own. Secretly afraid that her ex-husband’s assertions that she’s too uptight are right, Emma nonetheless keeps her life, and her emotions, firmly under control, fearful of getting hurt again. However, when she meets the dangerously attractive Beckett Black on a job assignment, the way his casual touch sends her pulse racing forces her to acknowledge her growing need to move beyond her fear. When Beckett offers her a job writing the memoir of his father, a renowned cancer researcher, Emma jumps at the career opportunity and the chance to get to know Beckett better. Emma spends her days with the renowned doctor, who has spent his career studying a plant in the Amazon that has the potential to cure cancer, and her nights with Beckett, who slowly pushes past her fears and breaks down her barriers, introducing her to a passionate and forbidden love that surpasses her wildest fantasies. As the doctor’s story of secrets and cover-ups unravels, so does Emmaline’s view on everything she thought she knew about herself and the power of surrender. INSERT REVIEW HERE - DELETE THIS IF NOT REVIEWING Matchless (Black Brothers Trilogy Book 2)When her boss asks for her help on a high profile intellectual property case, the last person attorney Mila Kingston expects to walk into her office is the gorgeous stranger she had an unforgettable one night stand with on her birthday. Navy SEAL Griffin Black has been upfront since the beginning that he's not looking for love or commitment, which is just fine with Mila, who's focused on her career and certainly doesn't have time for a charming playboy. However she can't pass up the opportunity to represent Griffin and his brother in a landmark trade secret case involving a plant from the Amazon with the potential to cure cancer and the greedy woman who will stop at nothing to possess the rights to the research. Although Mila's determined to keep him at arm's length, the more time she spends with Griffin, the harder it is to resist his easy going charm and his promises of forbidden pleasures. Before long, Mila is entangled with Griffin in a battle for the rights to medical research that could change the world of medicine, as well as her heart. **Matchless can be read as a standalone novel** Each book in the Black Brothers Trilogy focuses on a different brother and his story and can be read independently, although the books interconnect. INSERT REVIEW HERE - DELETE THIS IF NOT REVIEWING Brynley Bush writes the kind of books she likes to read: steamy contemporary romance featuring smart, sassy heroines with a sense of humor and the strong, dominant alpha males who love their women a little feisty. Brynley loves rainy days, books (and more books!), worn-in jeans, hot coffee, traveling to new places, and happily ever afters. She lives in Texas with her husband, three children, and an assortment of pets.When she's not writing, she loves to read, spend time with her family, and travel. Contact Brynley at [email protected] Not all princesses get their happily ever after... The highly anticipated new YA Fantasy from Christy Sloat is hitting virtual bookshelves March 16th. Today is the reveal of the beautiful cover.If you love fairy-tales then you'll want to get this re-telling of Sleeping Beauty. It's unlike anything you've ever read before! Not all princesses get their happily ever after... They tell me I killed my boyfriend Phillip in cold blood. I stabbed him twenty one times. Iâm only seventeen years old, and I am serving life in Spindle Ridge Asylum for the Criminally Insane. I donât remember killing him, so itâs really hard to believe Iâm capable of murder. In fact I donât remember anything before I came to Spindle Ridge, not even my boyfriend. I can only grasp onto my realistic dreams while the madness of the asylum threatens to pull me under. I dream Iâm a beautiful princess and there is an evil faerie named Maleficent who is bent on my destruction. The dreams are the closest thing I have to memories of my life, except they arenât real. Iâm crazy. Iâm not a princess. Theyâre the mad illusions of an irrational teenage girl, right? Theyâve assigned me a new doctor, and she says I can trust her, and that sheâll help me see the truth of who I really am. When she arrived she brought a new patient, Sawyer, who is everything Spindle Ridge isnât: exciting, mysterious and beautiful. He promises heâs here to rescue me. Trusting either of them frightens me. Could it be possible that my dreams are more than just the imaginings of a delusional girl? Could they be truth? Add Slumber to Goodreads Goodreads Follow Christy Sloat on Twitter Follow Christy Sloat on Instagram Follow Christy's Facebook Author Page Facebook *Designed by K.C Designs. Photography by Georgia Skies Photography, model Kirsten Ledford. |
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