This merit hath the worst, -
It cannot be again.
When Fate hath taunted last
And thrown her furthest stone,
The maimed may pause and breathe,
And glance securely round.
The deer invites no longer
Than it eludes the hound.
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Transmigration: Her Chosen Path
Young Adult
Untamed Desires - A Collection of Sinful Whispers and Temptations
The Reader Behind My Words
Entangled With My Hockey Step-brother
FRACTURED Goodness
FORBIDDEN ICE: CLAIMING THE CAPTAIN'S SISTER
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