©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
... her futile strike.
From the roiling sea, two figures burst forth, Lothar and Hela. A mocking grin curled at the corner of Lothar’s lips, a grin that sent Hela’s frustration into overdrive.
"Come on. Again."
Landing effortlessly on the beach, the one-armed Lothar extended a hand toward Hela, curling his index finger in a gesture that screamed provocation.
His black combat suit, soaked by seawater, now clung tightly to his body, outlining his sharply defined muscula ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE