So tall and lithe in his suede and leather outfit. So utterly gorgeous it almost ached to look at him.– Chris Lange
Forsaking the shield of insensibility she had tightly woven over herself during her years as a gelder, she unbarred her heart. She invited him in.– Chris Lange
God, please God, touch me, inflame me, burn me, drive me insane with desire but don’t let go of me, do not let go of me. – GABRIEL –– Chris Lange
To tell a love story true, a romance writer must bare hearts, souls and bodies.– Chris Lange