My parents promised my soul to a god. But he wants my heart instead. I’ve felt him. My whole life, I’ve felt him. That touch on the back of my neck in an empty room. That sound on the wind of someone saying my name. That sinking feeling of eyes watching me in the dark. I told myself I was crazy. It was just nerves. My imagination playing tricks. But he was there. Watching. Listening. Waiting. Until now.
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USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author Tabatha Kiss is from Chicago, Illinois. You can probably catch her huddled up in a hoodie, reading a good romance beneath a tree with her trusty husky by her side. She enjoys roller derby, sushi, and is always searching for her forever bad boy. In the meantime, she writes. This profile uses Amazon affiliate links.
