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Six Sentence Sunday — Son of Krampus

Today it's from my steamy Christmas romance Son of Krampus In a voice low and dusky, she growled, “You don’t know me.”Forgetting every manner drilled into him, every battle tactic and skill at mastering an opponent, Emeric leaned closer. Her face filled his vision, his forehead nearly swiping across hers. With his breath wafting against… Continue reading Six Sentence Sunday — Son of Krampus