Magda Alexander, Storm Ravaged Quotes
She breathes a soft sigh, and in the tried and true ways of time immemorial, she welcomes me home.
I shiver at the command. Why do I love the way he orders me around when I won’t stand the same from another man?
THREE MONTHS HAVE GONE BY without the taste of Gabriel Storm in my mouth, the scent of his skin in my nostrils, the rush of his powerful body pounding into mine.
A zing travels up my arm from the contact. My nostrils flare, and I catch a whiff of her female scent. She may not wear perfume, but there’s a bewitching essence to her that ensnares my senses.
Pride? What are you talking about?” “You wear your independence like a badge of honor. Bound and determined to allow no man to take care of you.
