Her heart thundered, and her lungs burned as she struggled to breathe past the knot of fear lodged in her throat. He sting of cold stones against the bottoms of her bare feet reverberated up her legs, the frigid air lashing at her calves as she held her skirts aloft and ran. Get your FREE copy of Hart: A Villainous Short Story when you sign up to receive Victoria’s email newsletter Any resemblance to actual events, laces, or people, living or dead, is coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Edited by Zee Monodee (Divas at Work Editing)Īll rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever
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