Barbara (badhabit) - , reviewed on 12/1/2006 + 57 more book reviews

It began in Sienna, with an ilict kiss stolen under a hot Mediterranean sun. It made the blod sing in her veins, burn in her body in ways-in places-that she had never felt before. It was pulsing need to be someone else;to be something else...something she didn't yet understand.

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