Nykyrian gave him a feral grimace. But when he spoke, his soft, lilting tone belied his fierce expression. Syn… what can I say? I love you, man. I can’t live without you. are the air I breathe.
Sherrilyn Kenyon
Nykyrian gave him a feral grimace. But when he spoke, his soft, lilting tone belied his fierce expression. Syn… what can I say? I love you, man. I can’t live without you. are the air I breathe.