The storm outside Vance Castle raged with primal ferocity, whipping the North Sea into frothing white crests that crashed against the dark basalt cliffs three hundred feet below. Gale-force winds rattled the leaded diamond-paned windows of the ancient stone fortress, but inside the master tower suite, the world was wrapped in crackling peat fire, flickering golden candlelight, and overwhelming, all-consuming heat. Damian had carried Camille up the spiral granite stairs…
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