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Nauti Enchantress

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Summary

When Dawg Mackay made his four half-sisters part of his family, he vowed that he would care for and protect them with everything he had. But what happens now that the girls are all grown up? The girls are on the loose, and Somerset County will never be the same… Lyrica Mackay has wanted tall, handsome Graham for as long as she can remember. Unfortunately, Graham only sees her as Dawg Mackay’s baby sister. Or so she believes. The truth is, the fiery party girl stirs something in Graham no female ever has. But Graham, like everyone in Somerset County, knows that trouble stalks the Mackay family like bears track honey, and when a girl runs as hot as Lyrica does, someone’s bound to get burned. Then Graham discovers that Lyrica’s wild side is just a cover for a frightened and vulnerable woman who needs something true and genuine, something only Graham can offer. But surrendering his heart to Lyrica exposes them both to her shocking past—and a sinister secret that, once exposed, could destroy their only chance at happiness and shake the Mackay family to its core. Let's read to find out!

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Intro

I reached out to you and your fingers touched mine.

Lightning raced through me, static filled my veins.

My woman’s soul cried out in joy.

Then betrayal sang her venomous song.

And I learned your touch wasn’t mine alone.

Your kiss wasn’t drawn from the depths of a hunger that only a true heart can feel.

Your passion, your need, your desperate desire, and your pleasure.

It wasn’t mine to claim.

It was for whoever lay beneath you.

It was for whoever drew your interest in that moment.

And there my heart lay bleeding.

There my soul lay wounded.

And still, the lesson was unlearned.

For my heart still sang at the sight of you.

For my soul still ached for the touch of you.

And the woman.

The woman is still lost in the dream of you.

LYRICA MACKAY