You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand.” ~L.J. Smith
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(Robyn)
When Rosanna left, Robyn turned to the tall man standing in front of her. He was bulky and built like a bull. He had a scowl on his face as he watched Rosanna.
Robyn studied his face. He had a face that had seen so many claws. He could have been handsome, but the smile that was never there, and the marks on him made him look monstrous, but it wasn't the outer appearance that scared Robyn. It was his inside. She had heard stories, stories of the Ruby hunters, their cruelty, their savagery.
"What do you think, Lucien?" Robyn looked at the man standing next to her. He was staring at her as if he wanted to understan
