He put his fist against his chest. “Burn, Maddy girl,” he said. Then he turned and left her in the flickering gloom and thunder.
— Laura Kinsale
Flowers from the Storm
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved
He put his fist against his chest. “Burn, Maddy girl,” he said. Then he turned and left her in the flickering gloom and thunder.
— Laura Kinsale
Flowers from the Storm
© Spoligo | 2025 All rights reserved