shirewalker: “There it was, the fire she had sensed behind the ice, smouldering
shirewalker: “There it was, the fire she had sensed behind the ice, smouldering at a thousand degrees hotter than leaping flames. Oh, they had it wrong, the people who called him cool and aloof. He was a man who did not do things by halves, and he knew. So he leashed himself. Untether him, and he would burn as hotly as he was cold, and the dark force of her own passion would crash against his like a wave against a rock rather than pull him under. He is my match.” ― Evie Dunmore, Bringing Down the Duke -- source link
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