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From #1 "New York Times" bestselling author Sylvia Day comes the provocative masterstroke of abandon and obsession that redefined the meaning of desire and became a global phenomenon... "Gideon Cross came into my life like lightning in the darkness." He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. I was drawn to him as I'd never been to anything or anyone in my life. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me. I was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in me so easily. Gideon "knew." He had demons of his own. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each others most private wounds and desires. The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn't tear us apart
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Bared to You, Sylvia Day
- Lingua
- Pubblicato
- 2012
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- (In brossura)
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- Titolo
- Bared to You
- Lingua
- Inglese
- Autori
- Sylvia Day
- Editore
- Penguin
- Pubblicato
- 2012
- Formato
- In brossura
- Pagine
- 368
- ISBN10
- 1405915161
- ISBN13
- 9781405915168
- Serie
- Crossfire
- Tag
- Narrativa, Letteratura romantica, Amore, Donne, Narrativa contemporanea, Amicizia, Romance contemporaneo, USA, Erotica, Relazioni, Sessualità e intimità, Passato, New York, Desiderio, Maltrattamento e abuso, Passione, Romanzi erotici, Gelosia, Tentazione, Ricchi e belli
- Prima pubblicazione
- 2012
- Titolo originale
- Bared to You
- Valutazione
- 4,2 su 5
- Descrizione
- From #1 "New York Times" bestselling author Sylvia Day comes the provocative masterstroke of abandon and obsession that redefined the meaning of desire and became a global phenomenon... "Gideon Cross came into my life like lightning in the darkness." He was beautiful and brilliant, jagged and white-hot. I was drawn to him as I'd never been to anything or anyone in my life. I craved his touch like a drug, even knowing it would weaken me. I was flawed and damaged, and he opened those cracks in me so easily. Gideon "knew." He had demons of his own. And we would become the mirrors that reflected each others most private wounds and desires. The bonds of his love transformed me, even as I prayed that the torment of our pasts didn't tear us apart