



Into the Book Cave
This story is a warning. "I can hear your hellish name. In my ears. In my mind. Before my eyes can even register the lyrics and read the book cover. I hear the whisper in the deep, sensual voice of a rare female personality (one in a million) A treacherous, furious, passionate woman... But her passion doesn't do what it does to other women; her eyes don't soften, her expression doesn't abandon the cynical air for a moment. It's a carnal, hungry, putrid passion. And she calls me. Not by my name, because my name isn't important, but by hers, as if to introduce herself. And even her name seduces me, makes me shiver. Christine" [Reading Notes — Or Almost, #3]
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View profileO l á Prazer, Bárbara Mas pode chamar do que quiser, adoro os pseudônimos! Lyubi é como tenho me apresentado há alguns anos no univers...
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